He took out a gift from his pocket that he had brought back from abroad and draped it around her neck. Having just given her a pearl hairpin, he now presented her with a diamond necklace. She hadn't been with him for long, yet she was already overwhelmed with gifts. At that moment, he pushed her down to the head of the bed, his scorching breath enveloping her. Su Ci hummed and struggled, but she couldn't break free, 'Why do you like to give me gifts so much?' Fu Nancheng stared at her; these Antarctic diamonds had just been mined and he had snapped them up. The last 'Emperor of the Stars' diamond was given to the wrong person, got dirty, and was thrown into the trash can. He had to buy her a new one. This one was even more expensive than the 'Emperor of the Stars'. 'Seeing jewelry and diamonds, I just want to buy them for you, is that not okay?' He smiled indulgently. Fu Nancheng, this man, truly cherished women, and Su Ci felt as if a part of her heart had caved in. Then he pressed down on her, kissing her again. Su Ci instinctively wanted to clench her teeth. 'Don't bite, be good.' He spoke to her with an extremely magnetic voice, like a whispered intimacy of the night, coaxing her not to bite. Su Ci was utterly defeated, feeling as if her ears were about to get pregnant, this enchanting man. Her small hands, which had been gripping his suit, slowly loosened and climbed upwards, clinging tightly to his handsome shoulders. Her red lips parted, allowing him to conquer and dance with her. 'Fu Nancheng!' she called out his name. He responded, 'Who is Fu Nancheng to you?'

... After an unknown amount of time, Su Ci was carried out of the bathroom by him, cradled in his arms. She buried herself in the quilt, hiding her face as well. Fu Nancheng reached out and pulled away the quilt, looking at her little face that seemed to be tinged with enchanting rouge, 'Why do you like to bury your face in the quilt so much?' As he spoke, he gently pinched her little face, turning it left and right to examine it, his narrow eyes full of charming allure, 'What if you damage this beautiful little face by burying it?' Su Ci struggled free from his big hand, not allowing him to pinch her. Fu Nancheng got up and brought over a hairdryer, 'Come here, I'll dry your hair for you.' Su Ci moved over, and he cradled her small head in his lap, reaching out to remove the towel from her hair, starting to blow dry it for her. His movements were very gentle; his slender fingers, usually grasping pens and signing documents, were surprisingly capable of blow-drying a girl's hair. His fingers weaved through her long hair, patient and tender. Su Ci looked up at his handsome face, flawless from every angle. Dominant and strong in bed, gentle and considerate off it, he was truly a hundred percent lover, making it impossible for one to look away. Seeing the girl looking at him with watery eyes, Fu Nancheng humorously curled his thin lips, 'What are you looking at?' 'Looking at you... you're so handsome,' Su Ci replied half-jokingly. Fu Nancheng also spoke in a joking tone, 'Then, do you want to stay with me all the time?' Su Ci's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly changed the subject, 'My hair is dry, you should go take a shower quickly.' Seeing her evasive demeanor, Fu Nancheng turned off the hairdryer and stood up, 'Then I'll go take a shower.'

The man entered the bathroom, and soon the sound of rushing water could be heard inside. Su Ci lay down for a while, then got up from the bed, enduring the soreness all over her body. The soft wool carpet was littered with clothes, and Su Ci bent down to pick them up. When Fu Nancheng came out, he saw her picking up the clothes, 'You don't have to do this, there are maids at home, someone will come to clean up tomorrow.' There were indeed maids at home, but if the maids saw the mess all over the floor, how could she face people in the future? Su Ci turned her head to look at him, 'Have you had dinner?' 'I had a bit of alcohol, didn't eat much, why, Mrs. Fu, are you going to cook for me?'