Her eyes were cold, like the clear spring water in the mountains, looking at him. Fu Nancheng stepped aside. Su Ci left. Song Zilin came over, 'Second brother, this clown girl from the countryside is really arrogant, what's she hanging on to?' As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Nancheng gave him a look, 'Are you still insulting her?' Seeing the warning and deterrence in his second brother's eyes, Song Zilin felt very unconvinced. This clown girl was no longer with his second brother, yet his second brother still protected her. He couldn't even speak ill of her, was she made of gold? 'Mr. Fu, Zilin, what are you two doing here?' At this moment, Mrs. Song came over. Mrs. Song wore a mask on her face, her face had an unknown red rash for some reason, sometimes it itched so much that she had to scratch it until it bled. The Song family had already invited famous doctors from all over the world to treat her face, but it just wouldn't get better. After years of persuasion, Mrs. Song finally invited this 'King'. Now the King was their only hope. 'Mom, we came to see the King.' Mrs. Song was very excited, the noble ladies of Ye City were all crazy fans of the King, and today she could finally meet the real person, 'Is the King here?' At this moment, a waiter came over, 'Hello, may I ask if you are Mrs. Song?' 'Yes, I am.' 'Someone asked me to deliver this jar of ointment to you.'

Madam Song reached out to take the fragrance cream, beneath which was attached a note. After washing the face, apply it in the morning, afternoon, and evening, and the ailment will be cured within a week. It's King! King is here! 'Mom, we've consulted so many famous doctors and none of them worked, yet this King just handed over a jar of fragrance cream and said it would be cured in a week. Is this really true?' Song Zilin was somewhat incredulous. 'It's true, of course it's true. If King says it will be cured in a week, then it will be cured in a week. She is a goddess!' Madam Song excitedly grabbed the waiter, 'Where is King? Where is she?' 'That person handed me the fragrance cream at the door.'

The waiter pointed in one direction. Madam Song hurried off in pursuit, with Fu Nancheng and Song Zilin following behind. ... After handing over the fragrance cream at the door, Su Ci was about to leave when she encountered an acquaintance coming towards her, causing Su Ci to stop in her tracks—Su Qianrou. Su Qianrou was back! Today, Su Qianrou wore a dress with a light fragrance, and as Yecheng's number one socialite, her demeanor was elegant and appropriate, her beauty captivating. Two years ago, when Grandma came to Yecheng and spoke with the Su family, Su Qianrou pushed Grandma down the stairs. Su Qianrou refused to admit it, claiming that Grandma had fallen down the stairs on her own due to her old age. Afterwards, Grandma remained in a coma and was controlled by the Su family. Looking at Su Qianrou, Su Ci curled her red lips; she had finally returned, and Su Ci had been waiting for her for a long time. Here, Madam Song and the others had chased out, and Su Ci immediately turned to leave. When Madam Song came out, she saw Su Qianrou. Su Qianrou had a loud reputation in Yecheng, a genius perfumer who had returned from studying abroad, and everyone recognized her. Madam Song exclaimed in surprise, 'Miss Su, are you King?'

"King?" Su Qianrou certainly knew of the top perfumer King; he was her goal and idol, and she aspired to become the second King. It seemed that Madam Song had misunderstood; she was not King. This Madam Song was from one of the top tycoon families in Ye City. Su Qianrou glanced back and saw Song Zilin, and also... Fu Nancheng. It was actually the head of the Fu family! Su Qianrou had been keeping an eye on the happenings within Ye City's tycoon circles while abroad, and she had seen Fu Nancheng in television reports. She had not expected him to be even more reserved and noble than he appeared on TV, with a peerless handsomeness. Su Qianrou smiled gently, "Madam Song, hello, I cannot answer that question." She gave a very clever response.