Su Ci was coerced into her eyes shining with tears, and she called out to him in a soft, sticky voice, 'Husband~' 'You call it so nicely.' He rewarded her with a kiss on her lips, but he still wasn't satisfied and continued to press her, 'Who is your husband?' Su Ci bit out the syllables from her red lips, 'Fu Nancheng is my husband~' ... The next morning. Su Ci couldn't get out of bed at all; she was awakened by a melodious phone ringtone. Someone was calling her. She woke up with a start, what time was it now? No good, she had to get up at six o'clock to become Su Ci again, she could only be the substitute at night. Now she was still sleeping in Fu Nancheng's arms, they had gone to bed too late last night, and he hadn't gotten up either. Su Ci turned over and reached for the phone on the bedside table, she saw two dancing characters on the screen: Su Xue. Su Xue was calling her. Before she could reach the phone, the strong arm on her soft waist pulled her back into his embrace, turning her back into his own, Fu Nancheng didn't open his eyes, his big hand stroked her long hair and said, 'Sleep with me a little longer.'

But... that was a call from Su Xue. Su Ci leaned in his embrace, the scenes from last night flashing through her mind, her voice echoing in her ears, calling him 'husband' over and over again, repeatedly saying that Fu Nancheng was her husband, and she felt ashamed, wishing she could crawl into a hole. How could she have said such things? This man didn't belong to her at all. This substitute had started to believe the charade, and as she acted, she was almost becoming immersed in the role. If Fu Nancheng knew the truth, knew that she was the little maid Su Ci calling him husband, what would he think? Now Su Xue's call seemed to say to Su Ci, 'Reveal your true form quickly.' 'I want to answer the phone,' she whispered. 'No need, go back to sleep.' He held her dominantly, not allowing her to move, letting the melodious phone ringtone play over and over again, just not permitting her to answer. As if this call was insignificant. Su Ci started to feel sleepy again, his embrace truly wide and warm. She nestled in deeply and once again entered into a sweet slumber. After an unknown amount of time, she felt an itchy nose, and the man's deep magnetic voice came to her ear, 'Lazybones, it's time to get up.'

Su Ci opened her eyes to find that Fu Nancheng had already gotten up. He was sitting on the edge of the bed in a white shirt and black trousers, reaching out to pinch her little nose, urging her to wake up. Su Ci sprang up nimbly. She glanced at the time; it was nearly ten o'clock. She had actually slept until ten o'clock, and moreover, she was in his big bed, being his Mrs. Fu. Compared to her grogginess, Fu Nancheng was full of vigor. Putting on a shirt and trousers, he instantly transformed back into the aloof and noble head of the Fu family, as if he were unfamiliar with the desires of the flesh, with not a trace of last night's shadow on him. "Hurry up and wash up, it's already ten o'clock, aren't you hungry?" Oh. Su Ci quickly got out of bed and entered the bathroom, taking the opportunity to dial Su Xue's number. Su Xue's furious voice came through immediately, exploding like a bomb, "Su Ci, why did you only answer my call now? What are you doing with my husband?" Su Ci replied with a cool voice, "Sleeping, sleeping with your husband." "You!" "Didn't you ask me to sleep with your husband? So why do you ask knowingly?" "..." On the other end, Su Xue clenched her fist in anger, but after a few seconds, she laughed, "Su Ci, I'm calling to officially inform you that your substitute mission is over from now on. I no longer need you to be this substitute!"