“Call me Uncle.”
“No…”
After Cheng Qingqing’s parents died, she was taken in by the Fu family. Fu Chenzhou, the head of the family, was her “uncle” in name, but in reality, he was the living King of Hell, feared by everyone in the business world.
He helped her with her studies and kept her safe. But on the night of her nineteenth birthday, he kissed her while drunk.
“Fu Chenzhou! I’m your niece!”
His eyes darkened as his thumb brushed the corner of her lips. “We’re not related by blood. What kind of uncle and niece does that make us?”
