Xia Zhiqiu stopped supporting Fu Yuchen.

Zhiqiu was what he had called her when he was in love with Fu Yuchen. What did it mean for him to call her by her previous name when he was drunk?

Was it because he hadn't put her down yet? But how could she explain the matter between him and Qiao Xueer? Xia Zhiqiu smiled bitterly and advised herself not to overthink things. It was just a drunken ramblings.

Xia Zhiqiu shook her head to clear her head. "Fu Yuchen, you really are my nemesis."

There was no way Xia Zhiqiu could bring Fu Yuchen back to the Fu family now. She had been chased out by Fu's mother. Going to the Fu family now was like walking into a tiger's mouth. So she could only bring Fu Yuchen back to her home.

When she pushed open the door, Xia Zhiqiu was already out of breath from exhaustion. She was about to throw Fu Yuchen on the sofa when she heard her daughter, Mengmeng, call her name.

Because she had drunk too much water during the day, and because children have a fast metabolism, Mengmeng got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. She just didn't expect to meet her mother, who had just returned at this time.

In her hand was the white doll that often accompanied her to sleep. Her big eyes looked at Xia Zhiqiu in confusion. "Mom?"

"Mengmeng? Why aren't you asleep so late at night?" Xia Zhiqiu supported Fu Yuchen against the wall and turned on the light in the living room.

Mengmeng had just woken up and was still a little groggy. She rubbed her eyes and explained that she had fallen asleep earlier and had only gotten up to go to the toilet.

Then she noticed the person beside Xia Zhiqiu. "Mommy, did you come back so late because you went to find this uncle?"

Xia Zhiqiu was stunned. To be honest, when she impulsively planned to bring Fu Yuchen back, she didn't think about running into the child. She didn't know how to explain it to Mengmeng.

"Alas," Mengmeng sighed like a little adult. "Mommy, let me take care of this uncle with you!"

Seeing that Mengmeng Mengmeng did not have any intention of asking any further questions, Xia Zhiqiu heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. "Mm, thank you, Mengmeng. In that case, Mengmeng, go and get Mommy a glass of water first."

With Mommy's instructions, Mengmeng quickly skipped away.

Xia Zhiqiu carefully helped Fu Yuchen to the sofa and spent a lot of effort to make him sit up straight.

"Mommy! I'm here. Here." Mengmeng handed the warm water to Xia Zhiqiu. Seeing Xia Zhiqiu gently feeding Fu Yuchen water, Mengmeng was deep in thought.

Because Xia Zhiqiu needed to support Fu Yuchen with one hand and feed water with the other, Mengmeng was a great help here.

"Mengmeng, can you help Mommy pass a tissue?"

Holding the tissue, Mengmeng crawled onto the sofa on all fours and lay down next to Fu Yuchen. "Mommy, is this the father of me and my brother?"

This question caught Xia Zhiqiu off guard. She thought Mengmeng no longer cared about Fu Yuchen's identity, but she didn't expect her to bring it up anyway.

But Xia Zhiqiu had never thought Mengmeng would ask this question. "Ah? This uncle... He... He's not. Why would Mengmeng think that?"

"Really?" Mengmeng's face was filled with disbelief.

Seeing her mommy stammering, she knew that her mommy was lying. However, she had to give her mommy face.

She had to restrain herself from exposing her mother, so Mengmeng could only admire her handsome father with sparkling eyes. "Mommy, did you quarrel with this uncle?"

Since Mommy refused to admit that this person was her father, then it must have been because of the fight. Seeing that Xia Zhiqiu was hesitating and didn't want to explain, Mengmeng quickly waved her hand in surprise.

"Alright, alright, Mengmeng knows. She won't make things difficult for Mommy." Mengmeng jumped off the sofa, ready to give Mommy and Daddy some space to themselves. "Then Mommy will go to bed first. Mommy will go to bed early too."

Hearing that Mengmeng was going to sleep, Xia Zhiqiu felt as if she had been granted amnesty. Finally, she didn't have to deal with this little ancestor's question.

Xia Zhiqiu looked at Fu Yuchen's sleeping face and couldn't help but rub her waist. "Damn it, I still have to move you, the great ancestor, to bed!"

Xia Zhiqiu finally managed to throw Fu Yuchen onto the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and glared at the man on the bed, who was as drunk as mud. "He looks thin, but I didn't expect him to be so heavy!"

Fu Yuchen frowned as he felt himself being thrown roughly onto the bed. He gripped the sheet with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

Seeing this, Xia Zhiqiu couldn't help but approach Fu Yuchen's side profile worriedly. "Yuchen? What's wrong with you?"

A warm breath spread across Fu Yuchen's flushed face. The familiar smell made him unconsciously grab Xia Zhiqiu's wrist. "Qiuqiu... Don't go... Qiuqiu..."

Even if it didn't have anything to do with feelings, for the sake of Mengmeng and Chenchen, Xia Zhiqiu couldn't have too much to do with Fu Yuchen. She didn't want her child to be in danger because of Fu Yuchen.

Xia Zhiqiu frowned. "Fu Yuchen, let go of me! We're already separated. What do you mean by this?"

As if sensing Xia Zhiqiu's feelings, Fu Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were still a little misty.

Fu Yuchen only had a blurry figure in his eyes. He looked left and right at Xia Zhiqiu's face. Xia Zhiqiu looked at Fu Yuchen helplessly and stared at him.

After a long time, Fu Yuchen opened his mouth tentatively. "You are... Qiuqiu?"

When Xia Zhiqiu saw him call her cute name, her heart wavered a little. However, before she could answer, Fu Yuchen's expression immediately changed. He pushed Xia Zhiqiu away and muttered to himself, "How can you be my Qiuqiu? My Qiuqiu doesn't want me anymore... She doesn't want me anymore. Why are you so cruel, Qiuqiu?"

As he spoke, Fu Yuchen couldn't help but whimper.

Xia Zhiqiu, who had been knocked to the ground, still felt that Fu Yuchen was strange and angry, but when she heard Fu Yuchen's whimpering voice, the anger in her heart disappeared.

What exactly were they now? Xia Zhiqiu wondered if there was still a chance of reconciliation between her and Fu Yuchen. Furthermore, she did not leave willingly. How could she explain this to Fu Yuchen? That was his mother.

Xia Zhiqiu sighed as her thoughts drifted away. Seeing that Fu Yuchen had calmed down, she got up and went to the bathroom to get a washcloth. She walked over to Fu Yuchen and helped him wash his face.

Because he was worried about Fu Yuchen's condition. After all, Fu Yuchen had fainted once before. It would be bad if something happened in the middle of the night.

Xia Zhiqiu was a little helpless. "Why don't you take good care of yourself?"

Fu Yuchen calmed down a little. Perhaps it was because he heard Xia Zhiqiu's words, but his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

But it was impossible for him to wake up now. Xia Zhiqiu felt the temperature of Fu Yuchen's forehead before lying down on the side of the bed and preparing to take a nap.