The Substitute Beloved Wife: The CEO's Exclusive Favor

Only then did Fu Nancheng realize that the person he was hugging was that little maid, not Su Xue. He frowned slightly, a movement barely noticeable. This was already the second time he had mistaken someone for another.

Just then, the voice of a maid came from outside, "Young mistress." Su Xue was here! Su Ci panicked. His two big hands were still on her waist. She quickly reached out her small hands to grab his arms and pushed hard, "Young master, let me go. The young mistress is here." His strong arms were solid and powerful. In her hurry, Su Ci accidentally grabbed the expensive steel watch on his wrist. The luxurious and cold touch made her fingertips tremble.

Fu Nancheng let her go. As Su Ci turned around, her finger touched the thorn on the rose branch.

Hiss. Her fingertip was pricked and started bleeding.

Fu Nancheng looked at her flustered appearance. She seemed really afraid of him, always keeping her head down and not daring to meet his eyes. He remembered that she had a pair of wet, clear eyes, the kind that could speak on their own, very alluring to men.

"Where are you hurt?" he asked in a low voice.

"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, young master." Su Ci casually grabbed her soft, white fingertip and put it in her mouth, gently sucking to stop the bleeding.

Fu Nancheng's gaze moved down and landed on her lips. Her small cherry-like mouth was tender and glistening, with a natural water-red color that was very attractive to men. Fu Nancheng's eyes darkened.

Just then, Su Xue walked in. When she saw Fu Nancheng and Su Ci standing together, her face changed drastically. She immediately snapped, "Su Ci, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go to the kitchen to work!"

"Yes." Su Ci dashed away.

"Honey, let's go have breakfast," Su Xue said coquettishly, looking at Fu Nancheng.

Fu Nancheng strode into the dining room.

...

Su Ci tried to calm her breathing and her pounding heart in the kitchen. She had been really scared just now, thinking that Fu Nancheng had recognized her. Fortunately, he had just hugged the wrong person. Right now, all she wanted was to rescue her grandma and didn't want to get involved with such a dangerous big shot.

"Su Ci, bring the milk out."

Su Ci carried the milk to the dining room and happened to hear Su Xue speaking ill of her. "Honey, this Su Ci is just a clownish girl from the countryside. Everyone tries to avoid her. After all, when people see her ugly face, they lose their appetite. Only I'm kind-hearted enough to keep her as a maid here."

Su Ci showed no expression. She was already used to Su Xue belittling her to build up her own image. She looked up at the man.

Fu Nancheng was sitting at the head of the dining table, holding a business newspaper in English and reading it. What made this 30-year-old man charming was not only his handsome and noble appearance but also his mature and steady demeanor and his unfathomable cold and sharp aura. It seemed that he didn't hear what Su Xue was saying and was just focused on the newspaper.

Su Ci let out a slight sigh of relief. She looked at Su Xue's plastic surgery face. It's not scary to have a similar face, but the one who's ugly will be the embarrassed one!

...

During the day, Su Ci went to T University. As soon as school was over, she rushed out of the school gate and stood by the roadside trying to hail a taxi to go back to the Imperial Garden. But no taxi was willing to stop. Just when she was about to give up, a Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of her. This world-class luxury car worth tens of millions exuded an air of supreme luxury. The window of the back seat slowly rolled down, revealing Fu Jue's handsome face. "Clownish girl, are you trying to hail a taxi? Get in. I'll give you a ride." Everyone called Su Ci the "ugly girl".

Fu Jue was Su Ci's classmate, the heartthrob of T University and a well-known little bully. Since she couldn't get a taxi here, Su Ci had no choice but to get in the car. "Thank you."

As soon as she opened the back door and got in, Su Ci regretted it. Because she saw a familiar face. Fu Nancheng was actually driving the car. This was Fu Nancheng's car.

"Clownish girl, let me introduce you. This is my uncle," Fu Jue said.