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

Zhao Li turned her head, and she saw Zhou Yao coming down the stairs. Now the man's sharp eyes like a falcon were falling on her face, cold, sharp, and ruthless.

Zhao Li froze.

Zhou Yao walked into the living room, and Lele immediately rushed over happily, "Zhou Shushu~"

Zhou Yao immediately reached out and hugged little Lele, "Lele, did someone bully you just now?"

Lele nodded, "Yes, it's this fierce aunt~"

Zhou Yao curled his lips softly, "Don't be afraid. If others bully you, Zhou Shumao will bully you back now."

Zhao Li was shocked, "Brother Yao~"

Zhou Yao looked at Zhao Li and said in a cold tone, "This is the Zhou family, not the Zhao family. If you go to someone else's house and claim to be the hostess, I think you are either thick-skinned or deaf. I have said it N times, I am not I will marry you!"

Zhao Li's face turned pale. She really didn't expect that Zhou Yao would dote on the mother and daughter so much and cause her such embarrassment.

Zhou Yao looked at her and said, "Immediately apologize to Lele."

He asked her to apologize to Lele.

Zhao Li pulled her fist, "I don't..."

She wanted to say she didn't want it, but Zhou Yao's sharp eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a chilling intimidation, which made her heart palpitate.

Zhao Li did not dare to refuse, but her fair eyes were red, and she finally apologized aggrievedly, "Lele, I'm sorry, I wronged you just now, and I broke the vase myself."

Xiao Lele snorted in Zhou Yao's strong arms and pouted her little mouth proudly, "If you say I'm sorry, will I forgive you? I don't want to forgive you, a vicious aunt~"

Zhao Li was so angry that she vomited blood. She took her bag and ran out the door.

At this time, Zhou Yao's voice came from behind, "Wait a minute."

Zhao Li quickly stopped and Brother Ayao tried to persuade her to stay. If Brother Ayao coaxed her, she would consider not being angry.

Zhao Li turned around and looked at Zhou Yao with a pair of passionate eyes, "Brother Ayao..."

Zhou Yao had heroic features. He glanced at the vase on the carpet expressionlessly, "This vase is very expensive and is a cultural relic from the Qing Dynasty. Since you broke the vase, you have to pay for it."

Zhao Li's hope was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water. Her eyes widened in disbelief. It turned out that Zhou Yao didn't want to keep her at all, but she wanted to pay for the vase.

Now Zhao Li's tears fell all over her face, and she turned around and ran away.

Xiao Lele looked at Zhao Li's back and said, "Zhou Shushu, that fierce aunt is crying~"

Wu Yuanyuan stepped forward and reached out to hug little Lele, "Lele, the matter is settled, let's go back to the hotel first."

This time Zhou Yao did not force it, he handed Xiao Lele over to Wu Yuanyuan.

Wu Yuanyuan hugged Xiao Lele and went out. The luxury car was parked on the lawn. Wu Yuanyuan's assistant was waiting, and Zhou Yao followed behind to see them out.

When they arrived at the luxury car, Zhou Yao reached out and opened the back door for them. At this time, Xiao Lele said, "Zhou Shumao, are you really not going to marry that cruel aunt?"

Zhou Yao nodded, "Yes, I don't like that fierce aunt."

As he spoke, Zhou Yao's tall and straight body suddenly came forward, because Xiao Lele was lying on Wu Yuanyuan's shoulder. He leaned in like this, as if covering Wu Yuanyuan's ear and whispering, he said, " Lele, I only like your mommy~"

Xiao Lele giggled happily.

Wu Yuanyuan, who was about to get in the car, froze. She looked at the shadow on the lawn. Now his tall body enveloped the mother and daughter in his arms, like a family of three.