What did he say? Su Ci, "..." Pfft~ I don't know if it was Wen Shaoqian or Song Zilin who couldn't help but laugh out loud. Su Ci met the man's deep and narrow eyes, he looked even more serious, but he was making such... vulgar jokes with her. A beast in gentleman's clothing. Su Ci stood up straight and replied with a clear and sweet voice, "Mr. Fu, my father is already dead, dare you answer when I call you?" Fu Nancheng's lips curled into a slight smile, "Oh, then you call me first and see if I dare to answer." At this moment, Su Changrong, who was at home, "..." Help me, who did I provoke, and I'm not dead! After a few exchanges, Su Ci was completely defeated, her fair and cold eyes were all red, blushing with shame and anger. Who would call him father! "Mr. Fu, I came to get the keys, can you give them to me?" She returned to the main topic. Fu Nancheng looked at her red and swollen eyes, and this fragile little face, so young and pure, not teased by men, he couldn't help but be tempted. The young girl sitting beside him was quite pure too, but how could anyone be purer than her? "The keys are in my suit jacket, go find them yourself." Su Ci saw his suit on the sofa, she walked over, her soft white fingers took his suit into her arms, and her little hand reached into his suit pocket. This suit was imbued with a bit of his elite and sharp aura, Su Ci's fingers hovered, not daring to touch his clothes recklessly. A rich second generation at another table saw Su Ci and immediately became interested, "Where did this female student come from?"

Someone beside him quickly pushed him and said, 'Shut up. Don't you see whose suit that female student is holding?' The rich second - generation soon recognized Fu Nancheng's suit. Oh my God, this man's suit was not something that a female student could touch at will. He shut his mouth in fear. Su Ci searched two pockets but didn't find the keys. Could he be deceiving her? She put his suit back where it was and came to him again. 'President Fu, I've searched. The keys are not in the pockets of the suit.' 'Then I might have remembered wrongly. Search in my trouser pockets to see if they are there,' Fu Nancheng said while stretching out his long legs forward as he played cards. He let her touch his trouser pockets. Su Ci curled her fingertips. She was sure that he was playing tricks on her. A man like him had an excellent memory. Would he forget where the keys were? The keys were not in the suit pockets at all. He deceived her into searching there, and now he was deceiving her into touching his trouser pockets. She would not be fooled again. 'Why don't you move?' the man asked. 'You have hands. You can take it out and give it to me yourself.' Fu Nancheng moved the cards in his hand, looking somewhat amused but not really smiling, 'Don't you see that I'm playing cards?'

Su Ci glanced at his legs, which were so long that even bent under the card table, they seemed to have nowhere to rest. The black suit pants were tailored like a blade, outlining the hard muscles beneath, revealing the presence of a formidable beast lying in wait, exuding a full sense of masculine strength. Su Ci's gaze inadvertently swept over his trouser pocket, unintentionally lingering near his zipper, too close to avoid looking away. She quickly averted her eyes, but remained motionless. The man seemed amused and chuckled lowly, 'Does it look like I have something in my pants that wants to eat you?' With a 'boom', Su Ci's face flushed bright red. She didn't have much experience with romance, but she knew the man wasn't speaking kindly. Sure enough, Song Zilin let out a wicked whistle, and the beautiful girl sitting beside him bit her lip, staring at Su Ci with a mix of envy and resentment.