She Knew How To Smoke And Race

"I wasn't planning on doing anything actually." Xu Shuai rubbed his nose. "I only thought that she was exceptionally pretty and wanted to talk to her."

He had seen many beautiful women, but he somehow felt that Luo Nanchu was different from the others and had a unique style.

"She's Luo Juntian's daughter. How can she not be pretty?" Luo Juntian exhaled the cigarette smoke before continuing, "You're also aware of whose company Fu Tingyuan has swallowed."

Now that Fu Tingyuan had claimed Luo Juntian's daughter, who knew what he was going to do next?

Half a year ago, two major things happened in Tong City. The first was the bankruptcy of Tong City's richest man. The second was that the mayor of Tong City had been shuanggui'ed1.

Luo Nanchu and Fu Tingyuan were involved in one of those major events.

Half a year had already passed, yet these two events were still fresh in the hearts of every single person in Tong City.

"She's Luo Juntian's daughter?" Xu Shuai was stunned.

Upon seeing how clueless he was, Lin Yi blew a puff of smoke toward him.

"You don't even know who that woman is, yet you went to hit on her. I really don't…" Lin Yi rolled his eyes at his friend and explained, "That woman isn't just a simple person either. Back when she still had influence in Tong City, you were just a nobody."

However, the Luo Nanchu he saw today was totally different from the Luo Nanchu he saw three years ago.

In the past, Luo Nanchu had an extremely unbridled and wild personality.

Ever since he met her, he had never seen another woman who could compare to her style.

…

In the villa.

She was caught in a new tangle, she waited until he stopped, and she had no energy left.

She then lay on the bed languidly and watched as he came out of the bathroom freshly showered before turning away to look at her own hand.

It had been a long time since she felt so happy.

Moreover, she even got the money to cover Luo Zhiying's school fees.

She had killed two birds with one stone.

She said charmingly, "Mr. Fu, the next time it occurs, please remember to bring Nanchu to such a great event."

Fu Tingyuan replied mildly, "I seem to know nothing about your past."

She knew how to smoke, how to race, and how to striptease.

His ex-wife was extremely surprising.

A daughter from a good family shouldn't know all of this.

She should be like Luo Zhiying, who was an upright and honest character.

Upon hearing this, Luo Nanchu cupped her face, gazed at him, and grinned.

"Does Mr. Fu want to know about Nanchu's past?"

"No."

"What a coincidence. Nanchu also doesn't want to let Mr. Fu know about her past at all." The smile on Luo Nanchu's face deepened.

He had no right to know about her past.

Fu Tingyuan fixed his gaze on Luo Nanchu's face. She was brimming with smiles, but the smile did not reach her eyes; they were cold.

He looked away calmly, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

He did not want to know too much about Luo Nanchu.

It was not a good thing to be overly curious about any particular person.

Especially if that person was Luo Nanchu.