A billionaire CEO only loves his wife, his stand-in

It was raining outside, and the violent storm was pouring down, knocking down the weak willow branches and delicate flowers on the roadside. I don't know how long it took before the storm stopped.

In the room, Fu Nancheng was leaning lazily and decadently on the bedside. His upper body was naked, and his wheat-colored chest and back were covered with bloodstains scratched by women. There was a quilt covering him underneath. He took out a quilt from the bed cabinet. The smoke lit up faintly, and I took a deep breath and exhaled again.

In the smoke, he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman beside him. She was curled up in a ball, far away from him, sleeping close to the bed with her back to him, as if she could fall off if she moved.

Fu Nancheng smoked several cigarettes, then got up and got out of bed. He put on his trousers and shirt gracefully, and said in a low voice, "Take the medicine yourself, don't give me a child."

The girl on the bed had her eyes closed and didn't respond.

"Also, there are some things you don't want me to say again. Break up with my nephew. If I see you together again, I will do it in front of him..."

Before he finished speaking, the person on the bed pulled up the quilt and covered his pale face in it.

Fu Nancheng, "..."

Without further ado, he took the suit jacket on the sofa and left.

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Everything returned to calm, and Su Ci did not show her face. She closed her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, thinking that it was over.

It was wrong for her to be a substitute, but he had already played with her and treated her as a plaything in bed. From now on, they would not owe each other anything.

I didn't expect that this substitute game would end in such an ugly way.

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Late at night, Fu Nancheng returned to the president's office and entered the lounge. He dropped his suit jacket and lay on the bed.

The WeChat group was buzzing endlessly, with Song Zilin and Wen Shaoqian both asking about his date tonight.

Song Zilin, "Why did my second brother disappear on our first date?"

Wen Shaoqian said, "It's unusual to see Nancheng at this point. I guess I went to have fun with Su Ci."

Fu Nancheng replied, "No, at the entrance of the amusement park, she tricked me into buying strawberry-flavored ice cream and ditched me."

At this time, the group exploded.

Fu Nancheng put down his phone and closed his eyes. Her fragrance was all over his body, and it lingered.

Even if he didn't hold her to sleep tonight, he began to fall asleep slowly.

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The next morning.

Secretary Song knocked on the door of the CEO's office, walked in and reported in a low voice, "President, I just contacted the old lady in the Imperial City. The old lady said that she married Su Xue two years ago because of a jade pendant on her body."

"What jade pendant?"

"This jade pendant."

Secretary Song handed a jade pendant to Fu Nancheng.

Fu Nancheng was sitting on the office chair. His expression was nothing unusual today, but it was very cold. He looked at the jade pendant and suddenly felt that it looked familiar.

"Isn't this the jade pendant that CC's top perfumer King carries with him?"

In the past few years, Fu Nancheng has been sending people to investigate the king, the top perfumer. At that time, the intelligence network sent a photo of a very blurry figure, dressed in black and wearing a peaked cap. It was impossible to see the person clearly, but A jade pendant hung around the king's neck.

At that time, 3D technology was used for restoration and reconstruction, and the jade pendant hanging around King's neck was the same.

Unexpectedly, the investigation of Su Xue turned out to be the King who had never seen the beginning of the dragon!

"Yes, CEO, this jade pendant is the king's jade pendant, but as far as I know, Su Xue doesn't know how to mix fragrance. In other words, Su Xue is not the real Mrs. Fu at all. The real Mrs. Fu is very likely It’s the king, the top perfumer.”