It turns out there is no such thing as the most awkward moment; there is only more awkward. Such an ambiguous posture made Su Ci's little face burn with heat, and her heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable. Fu Nancheng's handsome face darkened completely, and he gritted his teeth against his handsome jawline, growling out grim words from his throat, "Su Ci, are you doing this on purpose?" "I... I'm not, my hair got caught on your button, I'll take it off right now..." Su Ci raised her hand to fix her hair. Fu Nancheng felt her little hand brushing against his body, so small, so white, so soft, her two little hands fumbled all over his waist and abdomen. Even through the fabric, Fu Nancheng felt a current of electricity where she touched him, striking directly at his heart, and his firm waist and abdomen tensed up subconsciously. "Su Ci, where are your hands going?" Su Ci couldn't see where her hair was caught at all, and the ambiguous posture made her chaotic, her hands losing all sense of proportion. Now hearing his gritted teeth, she realized her hand had touched his body. The man's solid muscles and the well-defined abs on his lean midsection scared her into quickly retracting her hand, and suddenly the memory of that night in the presidential suite, where she climbed on top of him and acted recklessly, flashed through her mind. It was truly too shameful. "I won't touch anymore, can you help me get my hair down then?" She had created this mess herself, and Fu Nancheng didn't want to lift a finger to help, but if the two of them continued in this ambiguous entanglement, they might accidentally cross the line. He reached out, roughly pulling her hair off his button, then threw off the covers and got out of bed. "Get off my bed!"

He roared angrily. Su Ci quickly got out of bed and stood in front of him. His deep, narrow eyes accumulated a dangerous storm, with crimson flames leaping inside, staring at her fiercely. The powerful and oppressive aura made it hard for anyone to breathe. Su Ci knew she was at fault and hurriedly explained, 'Young Master, I didn't know this was your room. Didn't you tell me to stay away from your nephew? I came into this room to hide from him, and then... accidentally ended up on your bed...' 'I told you to stay away from my nephew, but I didn't tell you to come and seduce me,' he interrupted her directly. Seduce him? Su Ci immediately denied, 'I didn't.' Fu Nancheng reached out and pressed down on her smooth, delicate shoulders, pushing her forcefully. Su Ci's slender back hit the wall directly, and the sharp pain of the impact made her frown slightly. Snap. At this moment, Fu Nancheng placed one hand on the wall beside her, his handsome and upright figure pressing in, pinning the delicate her in his embrace, 'Still don't admit you're seducing me? Then did you go to a hotel room with that Sun Quan just now?' Su Ci was stunned for a moment; it turned out he had seen her with Sun Quan, 'That was because...' Fu Nancheng didn't want to hear her explanation at all, 'On one hand, you're stringing along my nephew, and on the other hand, you're going to a hotel room with Sun Quan. Now you've even climbed into my bed. Su Ci, do you like seducing men so much that you don't even know what shame is?'

His voice was cold and filled with mockery. This was how he saw her. In his eyes, she was just a woman who liked to seduce men, shameless. Su Ci looked at him and suddenly curled her lips into a red smile, 'I seduced you, why are you so angry? Could it be that you were seduced?' Fu Nancheng paused, 'What are you talking about?' Su Ci raised her willow leaf eyebrows, her bright and clear eyes spilling out a hint of charming flirtation, 'Isn't that so? You look like you've been seduced right now, but you're not willing to be seduced by a woman like me, so you're getting angry out of embarrassment.' Fu Nancheng's eyes suddenly darkened, he raised his hand and grabbed her slender neck, 'Su Ci, you're seeking death!'