The Billionaire CEO's Exclusive Love for His Stand-in Sweetheart - Chapter 21

21: Did My Husband Touch You?

Su Ci felt her body soften like water, completely devoid of strength—a sensation entirely unfamiliar to her.

She didn’t want to dwell on it. She knew Fu Nancheng only saw her as Su Xue. She was acutely aware that she was just a stand-in, and once dawn broke, everything would return to the way it was.

Fine. Just for tonight. Let it be a dream.

Her long lashes fluttered nervously before Su Ci closed her eyes.

She didn’t know how long they had been kissing when Fu Nancheng finally released her. The girl’s jet-black hair spilled across the snow-white pillowcase, her lips red, teeth white, her delicate features like a painting—utterly bewitching, like a little temptress.

Fu Nancheng turned onto his back, suppressing the desire in his eyes as he pulled her into his arms.

“Sleep,” he said.

Su Ci buried her flushed face, red enough to drip blood, against his chest and closed her eyes. “Mmm. Goodnight.”

……

The next morning, before six o’clock, Su Ci left the master bedroom. She reapplied the scar on her face and began her chores.

Just then, Su Xue stormed over with a dark expression. “Is my husband awake yet?”

“Not yet. By the way, last night I told him I was on my period. Don’t slip up.”

Su Xue immediately seized the key point. “You said you were on your period? Why would you say that unless… last night… my husband wanted to touch you?”

Su Ci continued her chores expressionlessly, not answering the question.

Su Xue’s jealousy flared instantly. “Su Ci, you little slut! You must have seduced him—otherwise, why would he touch you?”

Su Ci glanced at her. “Then why did you send a little slut to your husband’s bed?”

“…”

Su Xue realized she had never won a single verbal battle against Su Ci. This sharp-tongued girl always ground her into the dust, over and over.

Then, Su Xue suddenly thought of something—Fu Nancheng wasn’t awake yet. That meant she could still…

“Su Ci, in about ten minutes, go into the master bedroom and collect the clothes my husband changed out of last night.”

Seeing the scheming smile on Su Xue’s face, Su Ci knew she was up to no good again. She nodded. “Fine.”

……

Su Xue hurried upstairs and pushed open the door to the master bedroom. Fu Nancheng was still asleep.

This was her chance.

Tiptoeing to the bed, she lifted the covers and slipped inside.

Now, Fu Nancheng was right beside her. Gazing at his handsome face in slumber, Su Xue’s heart itched with desire. Finally, she could nestle into his arms.

She inched closer, bit by bit, until she was about to rest her head against his firm chest—

But before she could, Fu Nancheng’s eyes snapped open. His hawk-like gaze pierced her. “What are you doing?”

He sat up abruptly.

So close—yet he had woken up. Su Xue panicked. “Husband, what do you mean? I’m just sleeping with you.”

Looking at Su Xue before him, Fu Nancheng’s lips thinned. The daytime Su Xue still disgusted him.

The moment she approached, he had caught the heavy scent of makeup, masking whatever natural fragrance she might have had.

The bed still carried traces of that clean, sweet scent from last night. The memory of kissing the girl lingered vividly in his mind. The nighttime Su Xue was like a dream—one that vanished at daybreak.

It seemed she only entered his dreams at night.

“Get out. Tell Aunt Zhou to change all the bedding. From now on, you’re not allowed in my bed during the day,” he said coldly.

Su Xue paled in fright. Just then—click—the bedroom door opened.

Su Ci walked in.

“Husband~” Su Xue immediately tugged down one strap of her nightgown, exposing her fair shoulder and a hint of alluring cleavage. Then, with a coquettish whimper, she threw herself into Fu Nancheng’s arms. “Husband, you’re so mean~ I’m on my period~”