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

The melodious ringtone of the mobile phone rang once, and Fu Nancheng's deep magnetic voice came over, "Hello, Ci Ci."

Su Ci grabbed the phone and said, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

"Why are you asking? I'm fine. What can I do? I'm already at the company." His tone was as usual, and he didn't mention the incident that almost caused a car accident just now, and even covered it up.

If Lu Yao hadn't sent the video to her, he would definitely not have let her know.

Something flashed in Su Ci's bright eyes, "Okay, then you can go to work, I'm home."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ci fell into deep thought.

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The next day.

Fu Group.

Su Ci found Lu Yao, "Lu Yao, what did you mean last night? What happened to Fu Nancheng's body?"

Lu Yao was in a good mood. She had fought with Su Ci several times these days, and Su Ci was defeated every time. This time, she finally won.

"Su Ci, you want to know, but I won't tell you!"

Su Ci glanced at Lu Yao coldly, then turned and went to the president's office.

When she arrived at the door of the office, Su Ci saw Song Feier. Song Feier took off her white down jacket, revealing the white shirt and pleated skirt underneath. Her legs were straight and beautiful underneath. She stood in front of the man with her legs folded. Not even a leg is exposed.

Her pure black hair was tucked behind her ears on one side. She stood next to Fu Nancheng, opened the thermos cup in her hand, and whispered softly, "Mr. Fu, the old lady said you worked very hard, but I did this with my own hands." Drink some of the stewed soup while it’s hot~”

Seeing Song Feier early in the morning, Su Ci slightly raised her eyebrows. Her eyes fell on the man. Fu Nancheng was sitting on the office chair, reading documents. He didn't even look at Song Feier.

Fu Nancheng's reaction made Su Ci quite satisfied. After the two of them were together, he was able to give her a sense of security.

At this time, Song Feier looked up and saw Su Ci beside the door. She was not embarrassed at all, but showed a sweet smile, "Miss Su, you are here, then you and Mr. Fu can chat slowly."

Song Feier said and walked out. When she walked to Su Ci, she deliberately reminded in a low voice, "By the way, Miss Su, you have to urge Mr. Fu to finish the soup I stewed by myself, because Mr. Fu will be waiting for me later." People are here and will check it out!"

Song Feier twisted her graceful curves and left.

Su Ci walked in. Fu Nancheng had already stood up, "Come to see me?"

Because she came here to work, she always kept a clear distinction between public and private matters and never came to see him during working hours. This was the first time today.

Su Ci looked at his handsome face. His expression was as usual and nothing could be seen. She raised her red lips and said, "If I didn't come, wouldn't Mr. Fu just drink the soup made with love?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand and pretended to grab his strong wrist accidentally, and secretly placed her green-white fingers on his pulse.

Soon, her slender feathers trembled heavily.

Fu Nancheng thought she was jealous, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "It smells so sour."

Su Ci took back her little hand, her clean eyes fell on his handsome face, and asked, "Mr. Fu, are you in pain?"

Fu Nancheng's tall and tall body paused, "Why does it hurt?"

"Oh." Su Ci pointed at the thermos cup on the desk, then reached out and knocked the thermos cup over to the ground.

With a bang, the thermos cup rolled onto the carpet, and the soup inside spilled all over the floor.

Su Ci looked at the man, "I mean, I knocked over this loving soup. Does Mr. Fu feel bad?"