... Su Ci earnestly said, 'Even if you drive away one scumbag, there will be another one appearing. In fact, it's still up to Yingying to face it herself. Although it's a bit cruel, every girl will encounter one or two scumbags on her journey of youth. It doesn't matter, people always have to learn to grow up. Yingying is not that fragile.' Fu Nancheng raised an eyebrow, acknowledging her point. Soon he curled his lips and asked in a low voice, 'What about you? Have you ever encountered a scumbag?' Su Ci looked at him, 'Do you count?' Fu Nancheng leaned in to kiss her red lips, 'No one has ever called me a scumbag.' Su Ci dodged away, hiding her little face under the collar of his coat, challenging, 'Well, now there is one.' Fu Nancheng laughed out loud and reached out to embrace her. Secretary Song stood quietly behind, actually, the call from the Fu family in the capital had also reached Fu's company, and the president had rushed over from a meeting. Over the years, following behind the president, he had gotten used to it. The Fu family always had a bunch of messes waiting for the president to deal with. But it seemed that from the moment this girl Su Ci appeared, the president no longer needed to face the noisy world when he hurried over, and everything began to quiet down... Fu Yingying was brought back to the old house of the Fu family, and after she fell into a deep sleep, Mrs. Fu came out. 'Mom, Yingying is asleep, let me treat your hand injury,' Su Ci pulled Mrs. Fu to sit on the sofa and began to treat the wound. Mrs. Fu sighed, 'Yingying really has had a hard time. She has had a birthmark on her face since she was born. We've tried many methods, including cosmetic treatments, but this birthmark just can't be removed.'

"In the past two years, I've heard that a top perfumer named King is extraordinarily skilled. Nancheng has been looking for her, hoping to hire her for fragrance blending, but unfortunately, this King refuses to agree." Su Ci's hand twitched, "..." She had not refused. After treating the wound, Su Ci sent Madam Fu back to her room, and then she took out a small bottle, "Mom, this is for you." "Ci Ci, what is this?" Madam Fu took it in her hand. "Mom, inside is a fragrant pill. Tomorrow morning, give it to Yingying to take, and the birthmark on Yingying's face will disappear." What? Madam Fu was shocked, "Ci Ci, where did this fragrant pill come from?" Su Ci told a white lie, "Mom, I really had a long scar on my face before, and no matter how I treated it, it wouldn't heal. One day, I met a wandering sorcerer who had an ancestral fragrant pill, and after I took it, I really got better. So a few days ago, I went to buy another ancestral fragrant pill from him." Madam Fu looked at the small bottle in her hand, too excited to speak. "Mom, don't you believe in this fragrant pill?" "Nonsense, mom believes in Ci Ci. If Ci Ci says this fragrant pill is effective, then it is. I'm just too excited. No, wait until Yingying's face is healed, I must properly thank this person." "Mom, this wandering sorcerer is a reclusive expert, we shouldn't disturb him anymore." Now whatever Su Ci said, Madam Fu agreed, she quickly nodded, "Okay, mom will listen to Ci Ci!"

... Su Ci bid farewell to Mrs. Fu and returned to her own room, but as soon as she pushed open the door, a large hand reached out and pulled her in. The room was pitch dark, and Fu Nancheng pressed her against the wall. Su Ci was startled and punched him with her fist, 'What are you doing?' Fu Nancheng's large hand landed on her soft waist and pinched hard, 'Didn't you say I like it simple and rough?'