Su Ci blinked her eyes and added, 'Please invite Su Qianrou, Sun Yiming, and Zhao Qian over.' Madam Fu immediately understood, 'Right!' Now thinking of those three people, Fu Yingying felt a gnawing hatred, 'Ci Ci, you are so smart, I can't wait to see their reactions when they see me!' When Fu Nancheng returned, he heard laughter coming from the room. These past two days, Fu Yingying had been covering her face with a mask, and he didn't know what had happened, nor had those three people told him. Moreover, wasn't Fu Yingying going through a breakup? She was crying her heart out just a couple of days ago, so why was she laughing so happily now? 'Knock knock,' Fu Nancheng raised his hand to knock on the door. 'Come in.' Fu Nancheng pushed open the door and saw three women sitting in a circle on the bed, seemingly plotting something, all with smiles on their faces. 'What are you talking about that's so funny?' 'Son, we're going to throw a birthday party for Yingying,' said Madam Fu. A birthday party? 'Why?' 'Why what? Just for fun, son, this is women's business, don't bother about it. I'll take care of organizing the birthday party for Yingying and invite the ladies over.' Fu Nancheng felt that these three women were hiding something from him. He looked at Su Ci, 'Did you come up with this idea?' She definitely looked like the strategist, playing around with his mother and niece. Su Ci nodded, 'Yes. Mr. Fu, don't ask too much. If you have time on the day of the birthday party, come over to join in the fun and watch the show.'

"Watching a play? Her eyes twinkled, shimmering with the cunning of a little fox. Fu Nancheng didn't press further and let them play as they wished. Anyway, he felt as if he had already been removed from the group chat. But he still looked at Su Ci, changing the subject, "It's late. You should go to sleep." Now, the mention of 'sleep' made Su Ci scared. She directly burrowed into Fu Yingying's blanket, "I'll sleep with Yingying tonight." Madam Fu nodded, "Alright, we'll all sleep with Yingying." Fu Yingying said, "Uncle, we're going to sleep. Please close the door for us, thank you." Fu Nancheng's handsome face darkened completely, "..." ... Su Ci lay down, and at this moment, with a 'ding', her WeChat sounded. Fu Nancheng sent a message, "I'll see how long you can hide." Su Ci's face turned red, and she didn't reply. ... The birthday party of the little princess of the Fu family instantly caused a sensation. Su Qianrou, Zhao Qian, and Sun Yiming all received invitations promptly. Zhao Qian excitedly said, "Wow, the little princess of the Fu family, legend has it she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she is the most pampered daughter of the entire Fu family." Sun Yiming also looked wistful, "If only we could become friends with this little princess of the Fu family, we must prepare a good gift."

The gift from Su Qianrou was already prepared. She had blended a fragrance, intending to present it to the little princess at the birthday party. The matter of the Fu family's little princess having a birthmark on her face was revealed to her by Mrs. Song. She hadn't told anyone about it. She was confident in her fragrance blending skills, and once she cured the little princess's face, she would become the princess's benefactor. This time, she was determined to win over the Fu family's little princess and turn the tables on the loss she had suffered at Mrs. Fu's hands. Recalling the encounter with Fu Nancheng two nights ago, her heart was still fluttering with springtime feelings. At this moment, Su Qianrou saw that Su Ci's office was empty and wondered aloud, 'I heard that Ci Ci took the day off today. Where did she go?' Zhao Qian dismissed it with a wave of her hand, 'She must have seen that we're going to attend the Fu family's little princess's birthday party, so she didn't dare to come.'