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

Su Ci's beautiful pupils shrank suddenly. He secretly kissed her right after she was born?

She was so young at that time, he must be...psychological!

Does he like her very much? Otherwise, why has he been so good to Lu Yao for so many years?

He recognized the wrong person, she was his real little bride!

"It is truly fate that we have come thousands of miles to meet each other. Although Lu Yao has stolen your identity, the marriage line between you and Master Fu has already been tied up by the young lady."

Su Cibai's delicate skin was covered with a pleasant blush, "Aunt Wu, stop teasing and go back to your room to rest."

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb the young lady and Master Fu." Aunt Wu returned to the room with a smile.

Su Ci came to the door and opened the apartment door. Fu Nancheng stood tall and dignified by the door, standing against the light, instantly shrouding her delicate body in his powerful shadow.

The man's handsome features were calm and a little unhappy, "Why did you open the door so late?"

As he spoke, he looked over her little head with his deep narrow eyes, "Is there a man in your house?"

"..."

What nonsense is he talking about?

Su Ci reached out and closed the door, trying to shut him out.

But the man's big hand touched the door panel, and with a slight exertion, his tall body immediately squeezed into the apartment, "Where is my ring?"

Su Ci closed the door, "I don't remember where I put it. I'll look for it."

Su Ci began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, looking for the ring carefully.

Fu Nancheng looked at her. She bent down and the red rope hanging around her neck fell out. His ring was hanging on the red rope.

This little liar!

She hung his ring around her neck and lied to him that she couldn't find it.

At this time, a series of melodious cell phone ringtones rang again, and someone called.

Su Ci took out her phone and saw that it was Fu Jingmo.

Every time they were alone, Fu Jingmo would call.

Su Ci held the phone and looked at Fu Nancheng.

Fu Nancheng had his hand in his trouser pocket. He had been busy with Fu's mother's funeral these days. He was cold and silent in a black suit.

Now his eyes swept from the words "Fu Jingmo" on the screen to her little face, looking at her quietly.

Su Ci looked away, turned away and answered the phone, "Hello, senior brother."

"Little junior sister, are you asleep?" Fu Jingmo's voice came.

"I..." Su Ci was about to speak when Fu Nancheng's voice came from behind. He was calling her, "Su Ci!"

Su Ci turned around, what's wrong?

Fu Nancheng made a nasty arc with her thin lips, "Su Ci, where are my underwear? Bring me my underwear!"

what?

Su Ci was stunned, then Fu Jingmo asked, "Little junior sister, are you with Fu Nancheng?"

"I..." Before Su Ci could say anything, Fu Nancheng had already come closer, reached out and snatched the phone from her hand, and said deliberately, "Su Ci, didn't we agree to take a shower together? Take off your clothes, come in quickly!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Su Ci felt a rush of hot blood rushing to her brain, and let out a "boom". He actually deliberately asked Fu Jingmo for underwear in front of her, and even said he would take a bath with her. Why was he so...tea?

Mr. Fu who talks about tea!

"Mr. Fu, why do you say that?" Su Ci frowned.

Fu Nancheng smiled casually, "What did I say? Did I tell Fu Jingmo that you took off your clothes and crawled into my quilt? Did I tell Fu Jingmo that you wouldn't let me go even when I had a 40-degree fever? I Did you tell Fu Jingmo that you took my ring and asked me to kiss my good husband?"

As he spoke, he looked her up and down with playful eyes, "Su Ci, is it that Fu Jingmo can't feed you, so you asked me to satisfy you?"