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

Mrs. Song said anxiously outside, "I'm not here to see your Mr. Fu. I heard that Miss Su Ci is here, and I just want to see Miss Su."

"It doesn't work either."

At this time, Song Zilin said impatiently, "Get out of the way."

Then the office door was pushed open, and Song Zilin walked in with Mrs. Song.

Su Ci originally wanted to hide in the lounge, but now it was too late. She immediately covered her face with a book, leaving a pair of clean eyes outside.

Mrs. Song came over and looked at Su Ci with great excitement, "Miss Su, is it...is it you?"

No one else knew about her jasmine allergy except her family. The only one who knew about it was... the king who made her perfume.

So today, Mrs. Song was shocked when Su Ci told her about Jasmine.

When she went to find Su Qianrou, Su Qianrou didn't know anything about it.

Then there is only one truth, that Su Qianrou is a fake king, the real king is here, she is Su Ci!

Su Ci knew that Mrs. Song had discovered the truth. She nodded and replied with two words, "Yes."

Mrs. Song was so excited that she could not speak coherently, "Miss Su, it's all my fault. I actually recognized the wrong person."

Song Zilin looked at Su Ci who was covering her face with a book suspiciously, not believing it at all, "Harley Quinn, are you a liar? How could you be a king?"

Snapped.

Mrs. Song slapped Song Zilin on the head and reprimanded, "Why are you talking? Why are you talking so loudly? What clown girl? I think you are the only one who is ugly. Your whole family is ugly!"

Song Zilin, "..."

Mom, why do you even scold yourself when you get anxious?

At this time, Mrs. Song slapped her and called over again, "This is your sister, hurry up and call me sister Cici. I'm warning you, you must protect your sister Cici from now on!"

Sister Ci Ci?

He doesn't want this Harley Quinn to be his sister!

"Ci Ci, let's not disturb you anymore. Let's leave first."

Su Ci was afraid that her face would be exposed, so she quickly said, "Young Master Song, Mrs. Song, goodbye."

"You bastard, get out of here quickly." Mrs. Song drove Song Zilin out.

Song Zilin was unconvinced. He originally didn't like Su Ci, a clown girl from the countryside. Now he didn't believe that Su Ci was the king, and he didn't want her to be his sister.

Why is she covering her face with a book?

It was so sneaky.

Song Zilin suddenly turned back and came to Su Ci in two steps. He reached out and pulled out the book in her hand, "Harlequin, you are ugly as long as you are ugly. Who doesn't know that you are ugly and you need to cover up..." …?"

There was suddenly silence behind Song Zilin, because the book was torn off, and Su Ci's cold and charming little face burst into his eyes.

He froze completely.

hiss.

Mrs. Song also gasped when she saw Su Ci's face.

Soon, a deep and unhappy voice sounded, "What are you doing?"

Fu Nancheng is back.

Song Zilin was still holding Su Ci's slender wrist. When the man came striding forward, his sonorous and sharp steps approached him, he quickly let go of Su Ci as if he was electrocuted.

Fu Nancheng stepped forward and blocked Su Ci behind him. His deep narrow eyes fell on Song Zilin's handsome face, and he pursed his lips in displeasure.

"Second brother." Song Zilin raised his head and looked over Fu Nancheng's straight shoulders, subconsciously wanting to look back.

But Fu Nancheng blocked the delicate girl tightly behind him, blocking all prying eyes.

"Get out!" Fu Nancheng said two displeased words.