6.The love letter she scribbled

What? Fu Nancheng was Fu Jue's uncle? This was way too coincidental.

"Uncle, this is my classmate, Su Ci. Su Ci has always had a crush on me. She even wrote me a love letter today. Let me read it to you." With that, Fu Jue took a love letter out of his pocket.

Su Ci was stunned. When on earth did she write a love letter to Fu Jue? It must have been a prank by her classmates at school. They must have written a love letter to Fu Jue in her name.

Then Fu Jue began to read the love letter with great enthusiasm, "Dear Young Master Fu, I really like you so much. I like your sexy thin lips and want to kiss you. I like your six-pack abs and want to strip you naked. Even though I'm ugly, I'm gentle. Please let me be your girlfriend. Sincerely, the Clownish Girl, Su Ci."

Su Ci, "..."

Su Ci looked up and instinctively glanced towards the front. The man seemed to have just finished a business meeting. He was wearing a black overcoat, and underneath was a black suit of the same color. There was an expensive tassel brooch pinned to the suit, which was shining brightly. Now his two slender hands were placed on the steering wheel. Turning, accelerating, and changing lanes, his series of movements were as smooth as flowing water.

I don't know if it was because the love letter was too explicit or because he sensed her gaze, but Fu Nancheng looked up and his dark, narrow eyes glanced at her indifferently through the rearview mirror. The two of them locked eyes.

Bang bang bang. Su Ci's heart rate instantly accelerated. She didn't dare to meet his eyes because every time she did, she would think of that night in the hotel room, when he had gripped her soft waist tightly with his hand and stared at her with that look. His eyes were fierce, sinister, and filled with a scarlet tide of passion, just like the way a man looks at his woman.

Su Ci averted her gaze and, suppressing the urge to kick Fu Jue out of the car, snatched the love letter from his hand. Shut up!

In fact, Fu Jue had already noticed Su Ci for a long time. At T University, many people laughed at her, but she was cold, calm, and an extremely special presence.

"Clownish girl, I didn't expect you to like me so much. Okay then, let's start dating. From now on, you're my girlfriend." Fu Jue reached out and put his arm around Su Ci's fragrant shoulder.

Just as Su Ci was about to do something, there was a harsh screech of brakes. Fu Nancheng parked the car by the roadside.

"Fu Jue, get out of the car." A deep, magnetic voice rang in their ears.

"Uncle, I haven't reached my destination yet."

"Are your legs broken? Run a few steps by yourself."

"..." Fu Jue was really afraid of his uncle. He released Su Ci. "Clownish girl, then I'll see you tomorrow. I'll take you on a date tomorrow. Goodbye, Uncle."

Fu Nancheng stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Now there were only the two of them left in the luxury car. The man didn't say anything, and Su Ci sat there very stiffly.

A quarter of an hour later, the Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of the Imperial Garden. Fu Nancheng got out of the car, and Su Ci followed suit. Then the man's deep, magnetic voice sounded again, "Don't mess with my nephew."

Su Ci looked up at him, but the man's cold and heartless figure had already disappeared into the Imperial Garden.

Su Ci lowered her long eyelashes. He must have thought that she was the one who wrote that love letter. Did he think that she was a bad girl who liked to flirt with men?

...

Fu Nancheng finished dealing with the documents in the study and then returned to his room. He lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. The lingering scent on the bed had completely dissipated. Without the scent, he started to suffer from insomnia again.

Fu Nancheng pinched the space between his eyebrows and dialed a number. "Ask the young mistress to come upstairs."

Downstairs, Su Xue jumped up happily. She quickly found Su Ci. "Su Ci, my husband wants me to go upstairs. I'm going to share a room with my husband tonight!"