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

Mrs. Song did not come alone. She also brought several good sisters, all of whom were top ladies in Yecheng. There were many bodyguards behind her, and the bodyguards were holding luxury goods that they wanted to give to Su. Qianrou's gift, Song Zilin, also came.

This huge battle made everyone gasp, "Wow, Mrs. Song actually came over to cleanse the first lady Su Qianrou."

"Our Yecheng city has really not been so lively for a long time. This Su Qianrou is really amazing."

In the luxury box.

This was Mrs. Su's arrangement for Su Qianrou to catch the wind and wash away the dust, but no one expected that Mrs. Song would come with so many people.

"Mrs. Song, why are you here?" Li Lan was overjoyed. She must know that in her current status, she cannot be friends with Mrs. Song, the head of the noble ladies in Yecheng.

Mrs. Song came straight to Su Qianrou and took Su Qianrou's little hand affectionately, "Qianrou, can I call you this?"

Mrs. Song was originally a big fan of King, but now that King has saved her face, she just wants to kneel down to King.

Su Qianrou curled her lips and said, "Mrs. Song, of course."

"Qianrou, the balm you gave me last time was really amazing. You can see that my face has improved and my skin is fairer and tighter than before. Everyone said that I seem to be ten years younger." Mrs. Song said excitedly .

Su Qianrou thought of the bottle of ointment in Mrs. Song's hand, and her smile deepened, "It is also an honor for me to serve Mrs. Song."

"Qianrou, if anything happens to you or your Su family in the future, just tell me. Zi Lin, come here. From now on, you will treat Qianrou as your biological sister."

Song Zilin had a very good impression of Su Qianrou, but now that she had saved his mother's face, he was convinced. He immediately called out, "Sister Qianrou."

This was the top wealthy Song family. Mrs. Song's words and the word "sister" from the crown prince of the Song family were very important. Mrs. Su was stunned.

"Qianrou, when did you treat Mrs. Song's face?"

"Grandma, it was just the week before when I returned to China."

"You treated Mrs. Song's face and you didn't tell us, you stupid kid." Mrs. Su's love for Su Qianrou was overflowing.

Su Changrong and Li Lan quickly smiled and said, "Mrs. Song, our Qianrou is very low-key. She never tells us when she saves people."

The top ladies brought by Mrs. Song all gathered around Li Lan and Su Qianrou, "Mrs. Su, you really raised a good daughter. This daughter will have a bright future."

"Mrs. Su, has Qianrou got a boyfriend? I wonder if she can like my son."

Su Changrong laughed loudly, "If everyone doesn't dislike it, let's sit down and say slowly, waiter, bring the menu and serve the most expensive dish."

Su Ci stood outside and watched. She understood clearly that Mrs. Song had mistakenly recognized the wrong person and thought it was Su Qianrou who had cured her face.

Lin Jiaojiao has been best friends with Su Ci for many years and knows everything. "Tsk, tsk, this Su Qianrou is pretending to be you again? Ci Ci, if you don't tear her up now, do you plan to keep her for the New Year?"

"Jiaojiao, please wait for me."

Su Ci jumped up and walked into the luxury box.

Everyone in the box was chatting, and then the door of the box was pushed open, and the girl's clear and sweet voice sounded, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Su Qianrou turned around and saw Su Ci standing by the door. She froze.

The identity of a real and fake daughter has always been a thorn in Su Qianrou's heart. Nowadays, wealthy families are interested in blood, and she is afraid that others will know that she is a fake daughter.