The Billionaire’s Stand-In Bride
"A friend gave it to me." What friend? Su Xue expressed that she wanted such a friend too! This bottle of CC perfume has been used up, it's just an empty bottle. With that said, she must go buy this perfume to be able to climb into Fu Nancheng's bed. Su Xue's face became ferocious, and she reached out to slap Su Ci's face, "Su Ci, you ugly freak, why do you use perfume? Go and look at your ugly face, it's a waste even for CC perfume to be used by you!" When the slap came, Su Ci raised her hand and grabbed Su Xue's wrist. Her clean and bright eyes gently lifted, Su Ci smiled indifferently, "Oh, it's not a waste for CC perfume to be used by you, then you should go buy it." "You you you!" Su Xue wanted to explode, but at this moment, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye that the door to the master bedroom was opening, and Fu Nancheng came out. "Ah!" Su Xue smiled eerily, then screamed, and fell back several steps. "Su Ci, why did you push me?" At this moment, a tall and straight figure came over, standing in front of Su Xue. Seeing Su Xue change her face and stage a fall on her own, Su Ci guessed what was going on. She looked up and bumped into Fu Nancheng's cold and stern narrow eyes. The man looked at her, his eyes devoid of any warmth, "Who told you to hit her, apologize!" He asked her to apologize to Su Xue. Su Ci looked up at Fu Nancheng, her delicate waist standing straight, "I didn't push her, she faked it, so I won't apologize."
"Husband, it was her who grabbed me and then pushed me hard," Su Xue said, clutching at Fu Nancheng's sleeve like a fragile little white flower, looking pitiful.
Fu Nancheng's gaze was sharp as a knife, and his magnetic voice grew even colder as he spoke to Su Ci, "Take advantage of my willingness to give you a chance now, and apologize immediately!" He believed in Su Xue.
Just a short while ago, she had just gotten out of this man's bed, but he was Su Xue's husband, and all his tenderness last night had been for Su Xue.
And she was nothing more than a substitute for sleeping with, to be cast back to her original form as soon as dawn broke.
Now, Su Xue hid behind Fu Nancheng, revealing a malicious victor's smile at her.
She didn't believe that Su Ci wouldn't bow her head.
Su Ci was silent for a few seconds, then walked in front of Su Xue and pushed her hard with her hand. "Ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Su Xue fell to the ground unexpectedly. It hurt so much.
Tears welled up in Su Xue's eyes from the pain.
Then, Su Ci's cold voice came from above, looking down at her, "I'm sorry, young mistress, it was me who pushed you this time." Su Xue, "..."
"Master, I have already apologized to the young mistress, I'll go back to work now," Su Ci said, turning to leave directly.
"Husband, this maid dared to treat me like this, it's outrageous, you must stand up for me!"
Su Xue trembled with anger as she clumsily got to her feet. Fu Nancheng had not expected such a reaction from Su Ci, and as he watched the girl's cold yet stubborn figure, his gaze deepened. Fu Nancheng's eyes fell on Su Xue's face, and soon his handsome brows furrowed slightly; Su Xue was wearing makeup, her body reeking of rouge and powder, and her tears were on the verge of smudging her makeup. However, the Su Xue who had slept in his arms last night had skin like white porcelain, her little face without a trace of powder, clean and tender. Why was there such a huge difference between the same person during the day and at night? The Su Xue at night stirred his heart, while the Su Xue during the day disgusted him. 'Su Xue, was it really you who slept with me last night?'
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