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

Fu Nancheng had played racing cars several times when he was abroad. Exciting games like this have always been one of the hobbies of wealthy men, and few people can be his opponents.

Now, Su Ci dared to provoke him.

Fu Nancheng felt that the blood in his bones was slowly boiling. He looked like a wild horse about to run away. His big hands wearing expensive watches pressed the steering wheel, speeding up, changing lanes, and turning. In a series of smooth operations, the top luxury car Rolls-Royce was The Les Phantom quickly rushed forward and was racing alongside the Ferrari.

Su Ci turned around and glanced at the Rolls-Royce beside him. This man was really haunted.

She stepped on the accelerator and accelerated.

Fu Nancheng was also accelerating, which pitied Ji Wanyan in the passenger seat. She didn't like such a fast speed. Now that the luxury car was speeding on the road, it felt like a roller coaster. She was about to be thrown off.

"Brother Nancheng, don't drive so fast. It's dangerous. Slow down." Ji Wanyan lost his voice.

At this time, Su Ci suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the Ferrari crashed into him.

Ah!

Ji Wanyan screamed in fright.

They didn't hit him because Fu Nancheng avoided it nimbly. Soon Ji Wanyan's hand reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Nancheng, please stop playing."

If she keeps playing, she will be played to death by these two people.

At this moment, there was a "whoosh", and the fiery red Ferrari whizzed past him.

Fu Nancheng looked up and saw a green-white little hand stretching out from the convertible. The little hand raised...the middle finger at him!

The Ferrari sports car completely disappeared from sight.

The veins in Fu Nancheng's big hand pressing the steering wheel were bulging. He stared hard at the arrogant figure in the car, wishing he could grab her and slap her twice hard on the butt.

She was a high-end prey, and she had completely aroused his desire to conquer.

Fu Nancheng rolled his throat up and down, and when the tip of his nose became hot, blood began to pour out.

"Brother Nancheng!" Ji Wanyan quickly took out a tissue and covered his nose, "Brother Nancheng, didn't I give you pills? Why did you have a nosebleed again?"

He had been with Su Ci for a long time today, but he never had a nosebleed. That was because Ji Wanyan gave him the antidote to the love poison.

However, not the whole antidote, but half.

It stands to reason that he will not have nosebleeds again, unless he is in love.

Ji Wanyan glanced at the direction where Su Ci disappeared. That Su Ci really knew how to seduce men. He had a red car, black hair, and was cold and flamboyant. Here he was playing racing with Fu Nancheng, giving him the middle finger, which whetted his appetite. , even a man can’t stand it.

"Brother Nancheng, you can't be as emotional as you are now, otherwise your body will definitely not be able to bear it. I will find a way to get the other half of the antidote from my grandfather."

Fu Nancheng narrowed his handsome eyes, "Wanyan, if Mr. Ji was willing to hand over the other half of the antidote, he would have handed it over long ago. Does Mr. Ji have any requirements?"

"My grandpa has a request. My grandpa hopes that you and I..." Ji Wanyan glanced at Fu Nancheng shyly, and then said softly, "Get married."

Not getting engaged, but getting married directly.

Mr. Ji wants Fu Nancheng to marry Ji Wanyan. After the marriage, Mr. Ji will hand over the other half of the antidote.

Fu Nancheng pursed her thin lips and refused directly, "Wanyan, I will not marry you."