Su Ci was led by the waiter to the luxurious private room, and at this moment, she happened to encounter an acquaintance, who turned out to be Su Wan'er. Su Wan'er has always been a glamorous and sexy beauty. Today, she was wearing a black slip dress, with delicate crystal high heels on her feet, and her face was adorned with exquisite light makeup. She was clearly dressed up for the occasion, very eye-catching. As soon as she stood there, several rich young masters came over to add her on WeChat, but she politely declined them all. Tonight, she and two supermodel besties came here to wait for the person in charge of the Fu family. They had heard that the person in charge of the Fu family, the nouveau riche Wen Shaoqian, and the heir apparent of the Song family were playing cards in this club, and they wanted to see if they could get lucky. "Wan'er, we can't enter the private room area ahead; that's the VIP area of Song's club, where we can't even see the big shots, and all outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering." Su Wan'er curled her red lips, "No worries, we'll just wait here, maybe we can catch a glimpse of that mysterious person in charge of the Fu family." At this moment, Su Wan'er looked up and saw Su Ci, the clown girl from the second branch who had returned from the countryside. How could she come here? Su Wan'er has always been arrogant, usually not even sparing a glance at Su Xue, let alone looking down on Su Ci, the clown girl. She stepped forward and reprimanded, "Su Ci, how could you come to Song's club? Do you know what kind of place this is? Are you worthy of coming in with your status? Go back quickly, don't cause trouble here and implicate me!" Su Ci looked at Su Wan'er with her clear, cold eyes, "Cousin, I'm here to look for someone, and I'll go back after finding them." "Looking for someone? Is there anyone you know here?"

At this moment, Secretary Song approached and said in a low and respectful voice, 'Miss Su, please follow me.' 'Cousin, I'm leaving first.' Su Ci followed Secretary Song into the VIP lounge area. 'Oh my goodness, Wan'er, that's your cousin. How did she get into the VIP lounge area?' 'We've been waiting here for hours and haven't even touched the threshold. How did your cousin get in?' 'The secretary who brought your cousin in looks very impressive. Could it be that your cousin has caught some big shot?' Su Wan'er's eyes also widened in disbelief as she watched Su Ci disappear into the VIP area. Was this the same clown girl from the countryside that she knew? A place she couldn't enter, and yet this clown girl had managed to get in. She had been outdone by a clown girl. Damn it! And what kind of big shot had this clown girl caught? ... Su Ci was led into the luxurious lounge by Secretary Song, and Wen Shaoqian and Song Zilin saw Su Ci, naturally noticing the scar on her face. 'Brother Er, could it be that this clown girl has captured you, NO!' Song Zilin was shocked, 'Brother Er, how about I give you some money to find someone prettier, to treat yourself better?' Fu Nancheng gave him a look that said keep your money to yourself. As soon as Su Ci came in, she saw Fu Nancheng. He was playing cards with two men, and sitting beside him was a pure and beautiful young lady, a beauty by his side. Su Ci just wanted to grab the keys and leave. She walked up to him, 'President Fu, Yingying asked me to come get the keys.'

"Yingying? Isn't that the second brother's niece?" Song Zilin said, "Second brother, so this little clown girl is your niece." She is not his niece! Su Ci gently knitted her beautiful eyebrows, her clear eyes looking at the man's handsome and cold profile. Since she came in, he hadn't looked at her directly. She knew he was still angry from the slap she gave him that night. People who have never been hit by a woman hold grudges for a long time. "Mr. Fu, did you say I was your niece?" Fu Nancheng lifted his handsome eyelids and looked at her, "No, I only told him I was your father."