Is he going to think again that she went out to play around with Fu Jue? Forget it, let him think whatever he wants. After all, in his eyes, she is just a bad girl. She should worry about tonight's substitute role instead. Her one-month romantic relationship with Fu Jue hasn't ended yet, and now she's being dragged away to be a substitute again. Being a substitute is getting harder and harder these days. If tonight... what should she do if he urges her to fulfill her marital duties again? "Second brother, the presidential suite is ready, 6901, get some rest early," said Song Zilin. 6901. Hearing this room number, Su Ciyu shuddered lightly. The man's deep magnetic voice came from beside her ear, "Okay." After speaking, he strode away. "Cici, let's go too, I'll take you home," Fu Jue also led her away. After everyone left, Song Zilin said to Wen Shaoqian, "Shaoqian brother, do you think second brother really fancies that clown girl?" Song Zilin didn't like Su Ciyu because she had a scar on her face and was ugly, she simply wasn't a match for his second brother. His second brother must be paired with a great beauty. Wen Shaoqian nodded, "I saw Nancheng looking at Su Ciyu just now, I've never seen him look at a woman like that before." "That clown girl is so ugly, at most she's good at playing tricks, hooking my second brother, I really don't understand why second brother wants to promote her." Wen Shaoqian laughed, "Your second brother just likes to give her the spotlight, with so many beauties around, none of them have been able to tame your second brother. A woman, Nancheng can promote her however he wants, don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Wen Shaoqian left. Song Zilin was not convinced. He walked through the corridor, and at this moment, Su Wan'er came from the opposite direction, curling her lips into a smile, 'Mr. Song, is President Fu willing to see me?' Song Zilin knew Su Wan'er. This heir apparent of the Song family was particularly fond of racing cars. A year ago, he had an accident during a race abroad and was thrown out. Su Wan'er happened to pass by, saved Song Zilin, and sent him to the hospital in time. The hospital said that it was timely, otherwise his lower body would have been disabled. Song Zilin wanted to give Su Wan'er a reward, but Su Wan'er said that saving lives and helping the injured was what she should do, leaving a very good impression on Song Zilin. Later, Su Wan'er did not contact Song Zilin until a few days ago when she came to ask Song Zilin to introduce her to Fu Nancheng. So Song Zilin had mentioned it in the private room just now, but Fu Nancheng didn't seem interested. 'Today my second brother doesn't want to see anyone, I'll find another opportunity later.' Su Wan'er was a little disappointed, but she soon smiled, very well-controlled in her demeanor, 'Mr. Song, thank you for your trouble, actually I just admire President Fu.' Song Zilin liked Su Wan'er very much. A kind and upright beauty like Su Wan'er was worthy of his second brother. That clown girl was not worthy. 'I'll keep an eye out for you. By the way, I heard you want to become the spokesperson for Fu's Jewelry, don't worry, this spokesperson will be you, no one can take it away from you.' 'Thank you, Mr. Song.' 'I'm leaving first.' Song Zilin left. Su Wan'er watched his retreating figure and slowly curled her red lips. At this moment, the two supermodel besties came over, 'Wan'er, didn't you say you were going to the restroom? Why are you here?'

"Oh, I've been there, just came out." "What a pity today, we didn't get to see that mysterious head of the Fu family." "Forget it, with our status, we can't even reach such a big shot." Su Wan'er listened to her two best friends' chat, a disdainful sneer appearing in her eyes; these people were not her match. What puzzled her was that clownish girl from the countryside, Su Ci. Su Wan'er walked out of the Song's Hotel, and at that moment, she happened to see Su Ci, who was standing and talking with a man with a big belly. Is this the big shot that the clownish girl caught? Su Wan'er immediately took out her phone and snapped a photo with a click.