86.The first dance!

The first time was with the invitation card she had worked so hard to get, and the second time was with the high - end custom - made dress that the Su family had spent a fortune on. Both were overshadowed by that little country bumpkin Su Ci. Why did Su Ci deserve it? Was it all because of that bald old man she was with? What on earth was the background of that bald old man that he could support Su Ci like this?

"Grandma, no matter how Su Ci dresses up, there's still a scar on her face. She's still an ugly woman," Su Wan'er said quickly.

Just then, Su Ci turned her face around. There was clearly a scar on her right face.

Everyone started whispering again. "That flower fairy is beautiful, but there's a scar on her face. What a pity."

Mrs. Su was a bit stunned and murmured regretfully, "What a pity. If there wasn't that scar on Su Ci's face..."

Su Wan'er had always been confident in her own beauty, but now she felt a strong sense of crisis. She was thinking that if there was no scar on Su Ci's face, how beautiful she would be. She would be the most beautiful daughter in the Su family and perhaps the most stunning woman in this city. How many men would fall for her then. It was too scary. Su Wan'er forced herself not to think about it. After all, that scar really existed, and Su Ci was still that little country bumpkin!

"Let's not worry about Su Ci. Later, the first dance of the person in charge of the Fu family will be auctioned among the socialites and young ladies. The young lady who offers the highest price can dance the first dance with the person in charge of the Fu family."

"The bids from the young ladies will all be donated to the charity box for charity. In ancient times, people would spend a fortune to make a beauty smile. Now, the beauties are spending a fortune to compete for a dance with Mr. Fu."

"Wan'er, you must bid later. Our Su family will be your strongest support. No matter how much money it is, we'll let you go for it."

With Mrs. Su's words, Su Wan'er felt at ease. She must dance the first dance with the person in charge of the Fu family to regain her dominance. Let that little country bumpkin Su Ci be proud for a while.

Su Ci entered the hall and quickly found a secluded corner to stay alone. She really didn't want to be here. It was Fu Nancheng who made her come.

The desserts here looked delicious. She was a bit hungry. Su Ci took a fancy to a piece of milk pudding and took a bite of it.

"Miss, what's your name? I've never seen you before," a rich second - generation guy came over to strike up a conversation.

Although there was a scar on Su Ci's face, she was so dazzling tonight that she still attracted people who wanted to talk to her.

Su Ci didn't want to pay attention to this person. She moved aside with the milk pudding in her hand.

The rich second - generation guy still wanted to chat, but at this moment, the hall erupted. "Look, Mr. Fu is here!"

The person in charge of the Fu family, Fu Nancheng, was here!

When his tall and imposing figure appeared at the door, the hall quickly fell silent. The crowd automatically made way for him, as if an emperor had arrived.

When he entered the door, he casually handed the documents in his hand to Secretary Song behind him. He was dressed in a classic male god style, a white shirt and black trousers, with a handmade black suit on the outside. There was also a white handkerchief stuffed in the pocket of the suit. He was really noble, cold, and outstanding.

His two powerful and proud long legs stepped on the red carpet. Every step exuded a powerful and imposing aura. His deep and sharp eyes would casually sweep over the people around him, with a calm look that carried an introverted and profound edge.

Not many people were swept by his gaze. The capital tycoons in Yecheng all nodded to greet him.