Fu Nancheng wasn't so calm; it was his first time taking a girl out on a date, and he didn't know where to go. The group chat immediately exploded, with Song Zilin quickly sending a message, 'Damn it, second brother, you surface once in a blue moon and it's like dropping a depth charge. Are you really taking that... Su Ci on a date?' A few days ago, Fu Nancheng had punched Song Zilin, knocking out one of his front teeth. These past few days, Song Zilin had gone to the hospital to get a ceramic one replaced, and he'd become much more well-behaved, not daring to call her 'clown girl' anymore, but now calling her Su Ci. Wen Shaoqian said, 'It must be Su Ci.' Song Zilin said, 'Second brother, are you for real? I thought you were just playing around.' Wen Shaoqian said, 'Nancheng, are you really going to make Su Ci yours?'

Two people in the group suddenly sent hundreds of text messages. Fu Nancheng glanced through them quickly; they were all nonsense, none of them useful. Wen Shaoqian asked him if he really intended to take her in. He did have that intention. It was Su Ci who had slept with him first. She played a substitute game with Su Xue, turning him around in circles. After he learned the truth, he definitely wanted to play it back. He didn't expose Su Xue but used her to coax the person into his bed, deceiving her several times, deliberately letting her call him 'husband'. As he played, he began to develop some feelings, starting to be reluctant to part with her fragrant softness that penetrated the bones. In matters between men and women, once tasted, it's unforgettable. She was a bit like opium, addictive once he got hooked. Now, he indeed wanted to keep her in his room. At this moment, a 'knock knock' sound came from the door. Secretary Song walked in and reported in a low voice, 'President, Miss Su Xue has already undergone the surgery and has a tattoo of the same three-petal peach blossom birthmark as Miss Su Ci on her shoulder. She will rush back tonight.' 'Tonight?' Fu Nancheng curled his thin lips, finding it very interesting. He glanced at Secretary Song and said nonchalantly, 'Do you think she will switch identities with Su Xue tonight? Will she let Su Xue go on a date with me?' Secretary Song, 'Hmm, this... President, I'm not quite sure.'

Fu Nancheng didn't speak again; he would wait until tonight to see. In his heart, he was giving her this chance, hoping she would take the initiative to confess to this game of substitution. If he had to take action, it wouldn't look good. If she performed well tonight, there would still be a game between him and her. If she didn't perform well tonight, then there would be no game left between them. Secretary Song on the side wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; he felt that tonight would be a storm. This game of substitution was coming to an end, but how it would end was up to the president. ... Su Ci was unaware of everything that had happened. After school in the evening, she left the school gate, and Fu Nancheng was already there to pick her up. Today he drove a Rolls-Royce with consecutive numbers, and Su Ci sat in the passenger seat, starting their date journey. Su Ci didn't know where he was taking her, but half an hour later, the luxury car stopped, and in front of them was an... amusement park. Su Ci looked at him in surprise, 'You brought me to the amusement park?' Fu Nancheng, dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, handsome and upright, walked over to her, 'Don't you like it here? Inside, there are the carousels, Ferris wheels, and fireworks that girls like. Haven't you been here before?' She hadn't. Perhaps other girls had been to the amusement park, but her childhood had never had these things. No one had taken her to the amusement park, nor had anyone told her what girls should like. He actually brought her to play at the amusement park. 'Let's go in.' His big hand reached out and took her soft little hand. Su Ci wanted to follow him in, but at that moment, her phone in her bag rang. It was Su Xue calling.