Celia hadn't yet heard the news when she opened Weibo.
In recent years, Nathaniel Fu had kept a remarkably low profile. His private life was spotless—no gossip, no women, no scandals. But now, his very first media scandal had exploded, and it involved none other than Rosalie Su, the so-called "genius perfumer."The photograph of her getting into his Rolls-Royce quickly climbed to the top of the trending search list, glowing with a bright red "BOOM" icon next to it.
The comments section under the news was already flooded with fangirl frenzy:
"OMG, Rosalie has made it! She's dating Fu Nancheng—the most eligible bachelor in Yecheng!"
"They always said Mr. Fu was untouchable, but Rosalie Su just pulled him down from Mount Olympus!"
"The cold CEO and the perfume prodigy—this is a literal fairytale romance! We stan!"
"Queen Rosalie, I'm screaming, I love you!!!"
Rosalie's follower count, already at six million, rocketed to eight million overnight thanks to this "romance."
Celia scrolled through the comments and quietly replied to Lin Jiaojiao:
Celia:I saw it.
Lin Jiaojiao:That's it? Just three words? What the hell is going on between President Fu and Rosalie Su?
Celia:I don't know.
Lin Jiaojiao:Then at least you should know what's going on between you and President Fu, right?
Celia paused a moment, then typed:
Celia:Friends with benefits.
Lin Jiaojiao:...
A long pause.
Lin Jiaojiao:Are you actually okay with that?
Celia stared blankly at the ceiling. Her chest tightened. To say she wasn't affected would've been a lie.After all, it was Rosalie—that Rosalie—who had once pushed her grandmother down the stairs.And now she was involved in a public scandal with Nathaniel.
Celia suddenly remembered what Fu Yingying had said some time ago—that he was planning to marry Rosalie Su.
So... he already had history with her.
Celia:I'll ask him about it tonight when I get home.
Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Su Changrong.
Once the line connected, her father's voice came through cheerfully, "Cici! Come home for dinner tonight. I have an important announcement."
Celia had a hunch she already knew what it was about—it had to be related to Nathaniel Fu and Rosalie.
Celia:Okay. I'll be there.
That evening, Celia returned to the Su residence. She found Su Changrong and Li Lan waiting for her in the living room, grinning from ear to ear.
"Cici, come sit down," her father said warmly.
Celia sat on the edge of the sofa. "What is it you want to announce?"
Su Changrong cleared his throat, then said, "Cici, there's something you probably don't know. Two years ago, President Fu married Xuexue by mistake—he actually meant to marry Rosalie. She's his real bride."
Married the wrong person?
So the one Nathaniel had intended to marry all along... was Rosalie Su?
Celia's petite, porcelain face remained calm. She simply looked at her father and asked, "And what does that have to do with me? Why are you telling me this?"
Li Lan spoke next, her tone sharp and direct. "Cici, we don't know how you managed to get close to Madam Fu and the Fu family's little princess, but none of your tricks will work."
"Mr. Fu belongs to Rosalie. Always has."
"We know you grew up in the countryside, and we know you've always resented Rosalie. You've tried everything to steal her spotlight. But we'll make it up to you."
She reached out to pat Celia's hand, as if trying to console her.
"Your father and I will find you a nice man—someone with a good job, a good family. Not that scheming playboy from before. Someone who won't mind... your face. How does that sound?"
Celia almost laughed.
The sun must have risen from the west today—Su Changrong and Li Lan were suddenly trying to make amends. Clearly, they were afraid she'd become an obstacle to Rosalie.
Celia stood up. "Don't worry about me. I already have a boyfriend."
Just then, a sharp voice echoed from the hallway.
"Oh? And who would that be?"
Celia turned toward the entrance and saw Rosalie Su step inside—accompanied by Nathaniel Fu.