Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Honestly, Assistant Yan wished he were expressionless right now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in this situation, almost injuring himself from holding back his laughter.

Apart from him, everyone else in the room, still completely unaware of what was going on, wore blank expressions, as if asking, "Who am I? Where am I?"

What? Mr. Fu got married?

What? This woman is so reckless! She actually dares to confess her love to President Fu to his face and even wants to be his mistress?

Is the world crazy, or are they crazy?

Assistant Yan could only sigh silently in his heart.

Everyone present was merely a pawn in the game played by Mr. Fu and his wife.

A little romantic gesture between husband and wife, normal practice.

Du Xinyue seemed to have been turned on. She was initially annoyed that she had been outmaneuvered, but now she heard that Fu Jishu had publicly admitted that he was married.

He immediately felt emboldened and sarcastically remarked to Li Su, "Miss Li, before you try to find a sugar daddy, you should at least check his marital status. There are always some people like that in this world."

"To climb the social ladder and lose all sense of shame is truly corrupting social morals."

Li Su scoffed and retorted, "Du Xinyue, before you mock others, pull up your neckline, which is so low it's practically naked."

"You can't possibly resent me for successfully throwing myself into your arms just because you've almost completely exposed yourself and haven't attracted Mr. Fu's attention at all. But what can you do? No matter how angry or resentful you are, it's me sitting in Mr. Fu's lap, not you."

Du Xinyue instinctively looked down and realized that she had deliberately pulled her neckline down quite a bit to attract Fu Jishu's attention, revealing her snow-white chest.

Li Su's gesture drew many gazes, some with a hint of provocation.

Du Xinyue immediately covered her chest in shame and pulled her collar up.

Feeling ashamed and indignant, he remained silent, yet couldn't utter a single word.

Li Su's destructive power was simply too strong; she was no match for her at all.

At this moment, Chu Weiwei spoke up earnestly: "Miss Li, although you are very beautiful, Mr. Fu is already married. Girls should respect and love themselves more."

"Especially for celebrities in front of the screen, they should pay more attention to their character. What you did was really not good."

Li Su laughed when she heard this. "Chu Weiwei, you can't just say such sarcastic things about self-respect and self-love just because you can't seduce President Fu."

"You used the favor of a piece of candy to sit right next to President Fu and toast him, practically making it obvious that you had an ambiguous relationship with him."

"Back then, why didn't you think about self-respect and self-love? Did you apply double standards just because you're the director and I'm the actor?"

As she spoke, Li Su covered her mouth in feigned surprise: "You two are so strict with others but lenient with yourselves, could it be that you attended the same green tea training course to cultivate the same green tea flavor?"

Chu Weiwei almost lost control of her smile.

Du Xinyue could only grit her teeth in anger and say, "Miss Li, I advise you to give up the idea of ​​finding a sugar daddy. President Fu has already subtly indicated that he is a married man. If you're not satisfied, then you can at least save some face."

To everyone's surprise, Li Su smiled and winked playfully at Fu Jishu.

"Mr. Fu, they're mocking me for overestimating myself. So, Mr. Fu, would you rather choose a wife or a mistress?"

This is a potentially fatal choice.

It's like an age-old problem.

It's like asking yourself who you would save first if your wife and mother both fell into the water at the same time.

A bad answer could lead to the destruction of one's family and the separation of spouse and children.

Fu Jishu sighed softly; Little Butterfly really knew how to create problems for him.

But what could he do?

If he doesn't cooperate, he'll get kicked out of bed by his hot-tempered wife when he gets home tonight.

Fu Jishu raised his hand and gently stroked the corner of her eye with his fingertips, as if he were caressing his most cherished lover.

"To me, you are all the same."

If your wife and mistress are the same person, what's the difference?

It was just a little romantic gesture between husband and wife.

But those who were unaware of the truth had expressions that were hard to describe.

So, is President Fu going to keep a mistress in front of everyone?

It has to be said that this beautiful fox spirit has a natural advantage.

Even someone of Fu Jishu's stature couldn't resist the allure of a vixen and openly wanted to keep a mistress.

Is this a decline in morality or a distortion of human nature?

Li Su immediately switched to another performance mode, which was so smooth and natural that there was no trace of acting.

"Now that I'm President Fu's mistress, shouldn't I enjoy the privileges that mistresses are entitled to?"

She mastered the art of a young lover's affected mannerisms to perfection.

Fu Jishu's fingertip touched her lips, carrying a veiled implication: "Is your little lover planning to get something for nothing?"

"This is my first time being a sugar daddy, so I'm a bit rusty. How about my little sweetheart teaches me? Hmm?"

Li Su clicked her tongue, her eyes practically rolling to the sky in her mind.

If you want to take advantage, just say so. Why make it sound so high-sounding?

Now that the play has progressed this far, Li Su naturally cannot give up halfway.

Oh well, let's just consider it a dog bite.

Anyway, this dog looks decent enough to be human, and he's her legal husband, so it's not a complete loss.

Li Su, as if a warrior were cutting his own wrist, cupped Fu Jishu's face in her hands.

When a hint of surprise flashed across the man's eyes, Li Su smiled.

It's rare to see Fu Jishu caught off guard and surprised; this time, she gained the upper hand!

He lowered his head and placed a kiss on Fu Jishu's thin lips.

Fu Jishu's body stiffened visibly, but he adapted even faster, his large hands that were holding her lower back tightening suddenly.

The little butterfly carried a faint, cool rose fragrance, as if it had brushed past a flowerbed.

It's a flavor that can make you addicted after just one taste.

It's so fragrant and sweet, it makes you want to absorb more and more.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, Li Su simply gave a quick kiss and then distanced herself.

On the contrary, Fu Jishu seemed to feel that the kiss was not enough, and when Li Su pulled away, he took the initiative to move forward again.

But Li Su wouldn't give him a second chance to take advantage of her, and she placed one hand against his chest.

His other hand was pulling on his tie.

Despite being the "little lover," she should have been in a subordinate position.

But at this moment, sitting on Fu Jishu's lap, the increased length of her body gave her a superior posture, as if she were looking down at her prey, her head meeting Fu Jishu's dark eyes, which were filled with intense emotions.

"When a sugar daddy patron adores his mistress, it's always because he's willing to risk everything for her. Mr. Fu knows what to do, right?"

Li Su naturally made a condition: "I want all the attractions in Changlu Film City to be open to the audience of 'The Wrongful Conviction' free of charge."

Fu Jishu's lips curled into an uncontrollable smile, his tone husky with a hint of doting affection: "Okay."

Li Su pointed in Manager Lü's direction again, "He bullied me."

Fu Jishu was like King Zhou of Shang, a tyrannical ruler bewitched by Daji: "Lü Jiye, you're fired."