"So we'll wait then." Su Ci watched with great boredom as these people engaged in palace intrigues. At this moment, Li Lan came over and said, "Su Ci, you should leave quickly. Don't stay for the meal; your presence here will only bring me shame." Compared to Su Qianrou's excellence and Su Xue's beauty, Li Lan really couldn't understand how she could have given birth to such an ugly and useless daughter. "Alright, then I'll be leaving first." Su Ci didn't say much and just turned around to leave. ... Su Ci had no interest in following the news of Fu Corporation selecting a jewelry spokesperson, but Fu Yingying dragged her straight to the interview scene. "Ci Ci, don't always keep to yourself, okay? The biggest news in Ye City right now is that Fu Corporation is choosing a jewelry spokesperson. Look, not only have the leading actresses from the entertainment circle come, but also the socialites and daughters of the wealthy. Even the campus beauties and department flowers from our school who have some charm have shown up. They are all here for my uncle. Look, this is my uncle's grand beauty pageant harem!"

Su Ci glanced around; the interview scene was quite luxurious, with eyes full of beautifully dressed beauties of all kinds. Being a jewelry spokesperson was just the beginning; their ultimate goal was the person in charge of the Fu family, Fu Nancheng. Indeed, this was his grand beauty pageant harem, where with just a flick of his finger, these beauties would throw themselves into his arms. Ever since she slapped him the night before last, he had not returned to the Yipinlan Villa, and the two had not seen each other again. This was probably for the best; Su Ci did not want to entangle herself with him any longer. Since she was there, Su Ci stayed to watch the preliminary round, where both Su Xue and Su Wan'er successfully passed and moved on to the next round of competition. At this moment, Fu Yingying received a call and hurriedly ran off, 'Ci Ci, I have something to do, you go home by yourself first, bye.' Su Ci returned to the Yipinlan Villa with some helplessness, but she found that she didn't have the keys; they were with Fu Yingying. She sent a message to Fu Yingying, who replied, 'Ci Ci, I can't make it back now. My uncle has the keys. I've talked to him, you can go get them. My uncle is playing cards at the club of Song's Hotel.'

Fu Yingying also sent the number of the private room at the club. Go to find Fu Nancheng? Su Ci was unwilling a thousand times over. But if she didn't go to get the key, she couldn't go home. Su Ci gritted her teeth and had no choice but to set off for Song's Hotel. ... Song's Club, private room. Fu Nancheng, Wen Shaoqian, and Song Zilin were playing cards. There was another table in the private room, all filled with the rich and powerful of Ye City, forming a group to play cards together. Song Zilin, the heir apparent of the Song family, was accompanied by several top hostesses from the club, all clean virgins, there to accompany these big shots in their card game. Fu Nancheng sat in the chief seat, smoking cigarette after cigarette, the crimson flame dancing at his fingertips, burning out before being discarded into the ashtray. Song Zilin and Wen Shaoqian exchanged glances, looking at the full ashtray of cigarette butts, and laughed, 'Brother Er, why do you smoke so much? It seems like the internal fire is burning fiercely.' Fu Nancheng was wearing a black shirt, with the buttons of the sleeves unfastened today, rolled up twice, revealing his solid forearms and expensive watch. The handcrafted, expensive shirt outlined the man's straight shoulder line and well-built chest, leaning against the chair, his cold white fingers playing cards, the knuckles white, the lines hard, a top male specimen, enticing the top hostesses inside to steal glances. His expression was indifferent, and he didn't speak. At this moment, Song Zilin said, 'Brother Er, today Fu's company is selecting a jewelry spokesperson, and ten beauties have been shortlisted, all stunning, including supermodels and rising stars. How about we call them over to keep you company?'