Su Ci Yu jolted, finally understanding the reason. It turned out that Fu Nancheng was the person in charge of the Fu family. No wonder Su Xue appeared here and was eager to reclaim her identity as Mrs. Fu. The Fu family is the top tycoon in Ye City, quite mysterious. Now, everyone in Ye City knows about this head of the Fu family. Rumor has it that he is reserved and noble, with peerless beauty, and is the youngest god of the business world of the new generation. Su Xue had dreamed of marrying this person in charge, but two years ago, when the Fu family came to ask for her hand in marriage, all she got was Fu Nancheng, who was born out of wedlock. Therefore, Su Xue forced her to marry in her place. Su Ci looked at her with clean, cold, and clear eyes, "I got it!" At this moment, Su Xue raised her hand and wiped off the foundation on Su Ci's right cheek, quickly revealing a long and ferocious scar. Su Ci and she looked exactly the same, except that Su Ci had this scar on her face, which had to be covered with foundation when disguising herself as her. In fact, Su Ci was just a clown girl from the countryside, while she, Su Xue, was the most beautiful woman in Ye City. At this time, the maid said, "Madam, the young master is back!" "Fu Nancheng is back!" Su Xue gave Su Ci a warning glance, then straightened her skirt and went up to greet him beautifully and enthusiastically. The villa's front door was pulled open, and the cold winter wind rushed in, accompanied by a tall and straight figure. Su Ci looked up and saw Fu Nancheng. The man was wearing a handmade black suit, the expensive fabric ironed to perfection without a single wrinkle, reflecting his lofty and cold nobility. He was also extremely handsome, his features as if carved by the gods, with just a profile that could capture the high-end coldness of a black and white film. It was him. The man in the room was him. The events of last night came crashing down in an instant, the man's heavy breathing still echoing in her ears, her slender feathers trembling restlessly, Su Ci lowered her head. "Husband~" Su Xue coquettishly pounced on him, "You hurt me so much last night in the hotel room~" She didn't pounce on him, Fu Nancheng grabbed her slender arm, his voice cold as ice, "Dare to plot against me, just say the word if you want to die!"

Su Xue felt as if her slender arm was about to be crushed, and she hurriedly explained, 'Old... husband, listen to me, it was... it was the old lady who urged us to consummate our marriage, she drugged me, and the room key to your room was also given to me by the old lady, I am also a victim...' It's the old lady again! Fu Nancheng pursed his lips in displeasure. Su Ci stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching with a pounding heart. She had long heard that the person in charge of the Fu family was ruthless and domineering in business, capable of turning the tables without any mercy, an existence that struck fear into others. If he were to find out that it was her who had slept with him, she feared she would be doomed. Su Ci turned to leave. At that moment, Fu Nancheng keenly sensed something, he looked up and immediately spotted Su Ci's slender figure, 'Stop!' Su Ci's steps froze, her heart racing. Did he notice something? Fu Nancheng strode over to Su Ci, 'Who are you, lift your head!' The man's oppressive aura was too strong, Su Ci curled her fingers and then slowly raised her head. Fu Nancheng first saw her clear eyes, distinct in black and white, moist and sparkling, cool yet alluring. Fu Nancheng's eyes darkened, these eyes were the same as the girl's in the room, all water, seemingly melting upon touch. His gaze suddenly became as sharp as a knife, 'It's you!' Oh no, he recognized her!