The pen was pressed against his chest, and the heat from his body traveled through the pen to Fu Yu's fingertips.

"You already knew."

Fu Yu returned a knowing smile.

"My sponsor will definitely be my Daddy Long Legs and fulfill all my wishes, right?"

He Wangnian's eyes darkened slightly.

"I need to know why."

Fu Yu's eyes flashed. "If you hear the truth, it means you've boarded my pirate ship and are now one of my people."

She whispered a few words in He Wangnian's ear.

He Wangnian frowned.

His Fu Yu was bolder and more ambitious than he had imagined.

"I've made such a big sacrifice, shouldn't Ayu reward me at least once, or even many times?"

The truth revealed by his fiancée was enough to put He Wangnian out of danger.

Fu Yu blinked and hooked her arm around his belt.

"That depends on your performance."

...

The Shanghai Formula 1 Championship is in a few days.

He Wangnian sat in the VIP section, the seat closest to Fu Yu's parking space.

The crowd around him were all fans of Fu Yu's cars, some of whom had even flown in from abroad.

Holding up banners with Yuna in hand, their enthusiasm reached its peak.

Before getting on the bus, Fu Yu blew a kiss to the audience.

The blond, blue-eyed guy to He Wangnian's right shouted excitedly, "Yuna, wife, I love you!"

He Wangnian, wearing sunglasses, patted the young man on the shoulder politely.

"She is my wife."

The guy understood: "I understand how you feel. Yuna is like our beloved wife to all of us fans!"

"Brothers, what's the fan club's slogan?"

"I will steadfastly follow Yuna's philosophy of happiness for the rest of my life."

The deliveryman handed the fan club's QR code to He Wangnian.

He Wangnian couldn't understand this series of fan actions.

However, the very next day, he became the president of Yuna's domestic fan club.

He Wangnian's greatest skill was to infiltrate Fu Yu's life in every possible way, using various identities.

They enjoy it immensely.

Fu Yu performed exceptionally well in the race that day, surpassing the legendary driver by 0.02 seconds to become the new champion.

Suddenly, news about her flooded the internet.

However, all the news photos were just blurry pictures of someone's back.

It has been cropped.

On the other side of the photo is He Wangnian, holding hands with Fu Yu.

Song Rongchu was searching for interview tips online when a news report suddenly popped up.

He zoomed in on the picture, his brows furrowing even more.

The interview went smoothly. He was applying to an exhibition company, and they immediately noticed his outstanding appearance.

He was sent to the Yancheng Trade Fair just a few days after joining the company.

Song Rongchu's English wasn't very good, so she could only do basic menial work.

The conference brought together powerful companies in Yancheng, and several of the Fu family's trade-related subsidiaries naturally attended.

Song Rongchu willingly helped distribute the materials.

When passing by the booth of Fu's subsidiary, he naturally helped organize the materials.

He took out the mineral water bottle hidden in the compartment of the box and handed it to Fu Yu.

He quickly pulled out a few more bottles of water and distributed them to the people around him.

The movements were fluid and natural, without the slightest hint of anything unusual.

"Oh, isn't this Song Rongchu?"

Today's booth was managed by Fu Yu and her two roommates.

Fu Yu naturally didn't do any work. She lay on the sofa playing on her phone, and would take a nap when she was sleepy, showing absolutely no sense of responsibility for going to work.

Let's have dinner together later!

"I have other things to do."

Song Rongchu nodded, her gaze fixed on the water bottle in Fu Yu's hand. After confirming that Fu Yu had taken a sip, she hurriedly left.

Back in the lounge, empty the innermost cubicle.

There are about 25 minutes left before the drug takes effect.

Song Rongchu rubbed his hands together, set up the camera, and aimed it at the white wall behind him.

In 25 minutes, Fu Yu, the unapproachable socialite heiress, will make a complete fool of herself in this cramped room.

Just then, his phone rang; it was Jiang Wanli calling.

"Achu, did you see Fu Yu?"

Jiang Wanli saw Song Rongchu's back in a group photo posted on her roommate's WeChat Moments.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

Hearing the busy tone, Jiang Wanli felt her blood run cold.

She and Song Rongchu had been running into obstacles in their job search recently, but no one knew what connections Song Rongchu had used, because a few days later she said she had found a well-paying job.

Could it be that Fu Yu used the job opportunity to coerce and entice Song Rongchu?

Jiang Wanli zoomed in on the photo, staring intently at Fu Yu's face, trying to find any clues.

The more I looked, the more I felt that Fu Yu was secretly seducing Song Rongchu.

She has a fiancé, yet she's fickle and seduces innocent, naive boys!

She rushed to the exhibition and sneaked in as a visitor.

In his haste to leave, he didn't see Fu Yu and his younger brother Fu Zheng, whom he had been searching for, standing on the central stage of the exhibition.

Fu Yu handed the microphone to Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng raised an eyebrow, wondering why his sister had suddenly changed her personality, when his phone vibrated a few times.

"Something went wrong."

Fu Zheng frowned, casually put his phone back in his pocket, and went to the lounge after his speech.

Upon entering the cubicle, Song Rongchu's face was flushed, and she slumped weakly into the chair.

"Ah Zheng, I... I've been poisoned."

"I don't want anyone to touch me, please help me, okay?"

Song Rongchu unbuttoned her white shirt and looked at Fu Zheng with a dreamy gaze.

Fu Zheng took a deep breath and turned off the camera.

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