Fu Nancheng looked down at her from a lofty perch, his deep, narrow eyes tinged with amusement, "I've known for a very long time. I knew it the first time we had a relationship in the bar." What? Actually, she had thought that this matter wouldn't remain hidden for long, that sooner or later he would find out, but she hadn't expected him to know so early. That time in the bar, no wonder he had forced himself on her. That meant that every time she was with him afterward, he knew clearly that she was just a substitute, yet, he still... teased her like that. Su Ci looked at him in shock, "You knew all this and still..." "What, with you? Watched coldly as you played the substitute game, deliberately getting Su Xue out of the way so she would call you to my bed?" Fu Nancheng slowly curled his thin lips, "Isn't it okay for me to ask you to come over and play with me?" Play with him? Su Ci felt a chill rush into her chest, her face turning pale, and she pushed him away, wanting to leave. But Fu Nancheng dominantly restrained her, "Did I say you could leave? Don't tell me you think you can climb into and out of Fu Nancheng's bed as you wish?" Su Ci was trapped on the bed, her fair eye sockets turning red, "Why?" "Why what? You came to me of your own accord, and it's free, so why not play if I can?" As he spoke, he looked her up and down, his gaze frivolous, "Pretending to be pure? Weren't you also very happy when you were with me?"

Su Ci's blood seemed to be frozen. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face. Want to hit me again? Fu Nancheng's eyes turned fierce, and his fingers with distinct knuckles caught her fair wrist in mid-air and then pushed her down onto the bed forcefully, 'Don't want to admit it? Do you need me to remind you who kept calling me 'husband' on the bed, who said Fu Nancheng was her husband?' Don't listen. She didn't want to hear anything now. He did it on purpose. He knew everything. How could she and Su Xue outplay him? He easily sent Su Xue away and coaxed her into bed. He coaxed her to call him 'husband' just to humiliate her now. When he heard her call him 'husband', he must have looked down on her completely. This substitute game started as a play between her and Su Xue, but later it became completely his game. Seeing that she didn't want to listen, Fu Nancheng took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, 'Listen, who is calling me 'husband', calling so...' He then whispered that embarrassing word in her ear again. Su Ci heard herself calling 'husband' in the WeChat voice message. He maliciously played it over and over again on purpose to torment her. Su Ci's feelings of humiliation reached a boiling point. She struggled fiercely, 'Fu Nancheng, let me go, I hate you!' Her words 'I hate you' infuriated Fu Nancheng, his narrow eyes turned blood-red. He pressed her onto the bed, smiling thinly and cruelly, 'You were the one who wanted to play the substitute game. I'm just playing with you. What's wrong? Can't stand it? If you can't stand it, why did you come out to play?' 'Go away, don't touch me!'

Su Ci kicked and punched him with her hands and feet, her long nails immediately leaving a bloody scratch on his neck. Damn it, she's so fierce! Fu Nancheng's blood surged, and he leaned down to seal her red lips with his. Su Ci didn't want him to kiss her; all the past intimacies between them were filled with his calculations and humiliations. She opened her mouth to bite him, breaking the corner of his lip, and blood immediately spread between their mouths. "Hate me, don't let me touch you, then who do you like, who do you want to be touched by, my little nephew?" He buried his head in her hair and kissed her fiercely, asking sinisterly, "How many times have you been with my little nephew? Quite a few times, right? Otherwise, how could you have driven my little nephew crazy?"