47.Drag the man on her body away!

President Li wasn't in a hurry either. He just smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm just telling you this news. After all, she's your niece, not mine, right?"

Fu Nancheng, "..."

This President Li kept saying that Su Ci was his niece. He directly hung up the phone, and his handsome brows were already furrowed.

At this moment, Secretary Song said, "President, the car is already ready. We should go back. You have to attend the Su family's birthday party early tomorrow morning. By then, the news that Su Xue is Mrs. Fu will be fully publicized."

At this, Fu Nancheng's brows directly furrowed into a "Sichuan" character (shaped like the Chinese character for "Sichuan", meaning a deep frown). Because if Secretary Song hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten about the Su family's birthday banquet, forgotten about Su Xue, and forgotten that he had a Mrs. Fu.

Now, all he could think of and see was that little maid, Su Ci! From the moment he saw her in the bar, his attention had been drawn to her.

Why? Why was it always like this? What was so attractive about that Su Ci to him?

Fu Nancheng forcefully pushed Su Ci out of his mind. That woman had nothing to do with him. All he needed to focus on was Su Xue, that is, his Mrs. Fu.

In fact, he had already seen through Su Xue's little thoughts. She just wanted to make their relationship public. But since she was his woman, he would naturally fulfill all her requests.

Now he was going back, and he would attend the Su family's birthday banquet tomorrow morning to meet his Mrs. Fu. As for Su Ci, she could play with whichever man she wanted.

"Let's go back."

"Yes, President." Secretary Song followed the man respectfully.

But after walking two steps, the man in front suddenly stopped.

Secretary Song asked in confusion, "President, what's wrong?"

Fu Nancheng's face was as阴沉 as water. His big palm clenched tightly, and he turned around and went back.

...

Fu Nancheng found his way to the corridor. Soon, he heard Su Ci's scream coming from a certain room, "Ah!"

He took brisk steps forward and rushed into the room. He saw that Su Ci's slender body had been pressed underneath Young Master Ji. This scene made his eyes turn blood-red with anger.

Fu Nancheng reached out his big palm and grabbed the back collar of Young Master Ji, pulling him down in one go. Then he raised his fist and punched Young Master Ji in the face.

This Young Master Ji had already fainted. It was Su Ci who had drugged him. But his body was too heavy pressing on her, and she couldn't push him away for a while.

The fainted Young Master Ji took a few punches and was covered in blood on his face.

Su Ci didn't expect Fu Nancheng to come, and she even less expected him to attack Young Master Ji. A man as noble and aloof as him actually resorted to violence.

When he fought, he was fierce and ruthless.

Young Master Ji was unconscious on the carpet, and he kept punching him one after another. His arm in the black shirt had sharp and tense lines, exuding a terrifying ruthlessness.

He seemed to be beating the man to death.

"Fu Nancheng, stop hitting him! He's already fainted. If you keep hitting him, you'll kill him!" Su Ci jumped out of bed and shouted loudly.

Fu Nancheng seemed not to have heard and continued hitting.

Secretary Song had rushed over. Seeing his president beating someone like this, he was also stunned. He had never seen his president so out of control before.

Su Ci was terrified. Without thinking, she rushed over and hugged Fu Nancheng's strong waist from behind. "That's enough, Fu Nancheng! Stop hitting him!"

The girl's soft and fragrant body rushed over. Fu Nancheng tensed up. Soon, he tried to shake her off.

But Su Ci held onto him tightly, wrapping around him like a little water snake.

After his throat rolled a few times, some clarity returned to his blood-red eyes. He glanced at Secretary Song by the door. "Take care of this place."

"Yes, President."

Fu Nancheng grabbed Su Ci's slender white wrist and dragged her towards the bathroom.