"Jiaojiao, I'm just going to the restroom," Su Ci said as she stood up. At this moment, in the private room, Fu Nancheng took a puff of his cigarette, then lifted his eyelids to look at Su Ci's slender figure through the swirling smoke. At his side, He Xiaolian coyly snuggled up to him. The schoolgirl was adept at seduction, her body subtly brushing against his arm while her eyes remained pure and innocent, "President Fu, come have a drink~" Fu Nancheng looked at He Xiaolian and leaned towards her. He Xiaolian's heart accelerated, waiting for his kiss to fall. Fu Nancheng stopped by her ear and whispered, "Who sent you here?" He Xiaolian stiffened. ... Su Ci splashed her face with cold water and then walked out. As soon as she reached the corridor, she saw Fu Nancheng. The man tonight was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, as handsome and distinguished as ever, but his aura was very cold, forbidding strangers to approach. His tall figure blocked her way, his narrow eyes like unfathomable abysses, staring at her coldly, his voice low, "Su Ci, what do you mean?" Su Ci looked up, "President Fu, I don't understand what you mean?" "Did you send He Xiaolian over here to play a beauty trap on me?"

Su Ci immediately understood that He Xiaolian was sent by her senior brother. She had already told him it was not okay, but he still sent someone over. Fu Nancheng reached out and pinched her tiny face, the size of a palm, and dragged her in front of him, 'What are you doing? Sending a female student over, dressed exactly like you, thinking that I would fall for this trick because I like you, right? You rejected me and then sent me a lower version of you, do you think I, Fu Nancheng, would sleep with anyone?' Su Ci felt her face contorting in pain; he really liked to pinch her cheeks. She winced, 'President Fu, I'm sorry, there won't be a next time.' The dangerous flame in Fu Nancheng's eyes was not extinguished at all; instead, it burned even brighter, 'You haven't explained yet, I want to hear why you sent a female student over now!' His voice, filled with repressed anger, was fierce, and Su Ci curled her fingers, 'I, I...' She really didn't know how to explain; she couldn't possibly say it was to steal the jade pendant, right? 'Why are you not talking? Do you not want to be with me anymore? You want to run off with that Zhou Jin, so you stuff a female student in my arms, is that it?' Is that what he thought? Su Ci didn't speak. Her silence was like pouring oil on the fire, and Fu Nancheng opened a room door, pushing her inside directly. The room was very dark, and Su Ci was pushed against the wall by him. Just as she was about to struggle, the man's lean and muscular body pressed up against her from behind. 'Fu Nancheng, what are you doing?' Fu Nancheng kissed her snow-white earlobe, burying his handsome face in her hair and nuzzling, 'Didn't you just say sorry? Use yourself to apologize to me!'

Su Ci bit his hand fiercely. ... Fu Nancheng returned to the private room, and Wen Shaoqian asked, 'Why did it take you so long? Were you looking for Su Ci?' Fu Nancheng's handsome face was cold as he poured a gulp of strong liquor into his mouth. Wen Shaoqian noticed the small teeth mark on the back of his hand. The man who had just returned had red veins of lust in the corners of his eyes and an air of indulgent decadence about him. Wen Shaoqian laughed, 'Didn't you play it cool at first? Why did you lose control when you saw another man by Su Ci's side?' With a 'ding', Fu Nancheng's phone rang. Su Ci had sent him a WeChat message. Fu Nancheng opened it. Su Ci wrote, 'Fu Nancheng, I don't want to be with you anymore. Let's end this.'