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

How can she keep a man like that?

Fu Jingjing boldly untied his belt.

Ji Shaonan stared at Fu Jingjing and did not stop her, but his eyes were indulgent but not addicted, and it was written all over his face that he treated Fu Jingjing as a plaything.

"Oh, wait until I get back and drink." He responded perfunctorily, pretending to hang up the phone.

"Husband~" Li Youling quickly called out.

"Anything else?"

"Husband, my daughter is sick. She has a 40-degree fever that won't go away. I held her and she called daddy in my arms. Can you come back and stay with my daughter?"

Ji Shaonan pursed his thin lips and said, "My daughter has a high fever. If I go back and it's useful, why do I need a doctor?"

"But husband~"

"Mrs. Ji, you don't work now, so you just take care of the children. Can't you even take care of a daughter? I'm very busy at work and can't spare time to spend with you."

His voice was cold and cold, with a hint of displeasure and impatience.

Li over there was silent for a moment, and then said, "I understand, husband."

Ji Shaonan suddenly thought of something, "Mrs. Ji, you shouldn't use your daughter as an excuse. In fact, you want me to go back to accompany you. Are you lonely?"

Li Youling was shocked and of course denied it, "I didn't."

Ji Shaonan curled his lips and sneered. It was so innocent and had no interest at all.

Ji Shaonan hung up the phone directly, and then pressed the back of Fu Jingjing's head hard.

Ah!

Fu Jingjing shouted excitedly.

…………

Su Ci came to the 1946 Mansion, which was a property owned by Ji Shaonan.

In fact, when they first got married, Ji Shaonan and Li Youling lived in a luxurious villa donated by the Li family, and Ji Shaonan was their uncle.

However, in recent years, Ji Shaonan was like a walking money printing machine with extraordinary ability to mint money, so Li Youling took his daughter to live in his mansion.

"Miss Su, please come in."

Zhou Ma opened the door of the villa and welcomed Su Ci in.

Su Ci walked into the living room. The living room was luxuriously designed by Ou Clan. Everything from the large and small furnishings to the handmade carpets were customized by the butler from abroad. The bright crystal chandeliers and murals from the Qing Dynasty were astonishingly luxurious.

"CiCi, are you here?"

Li Youling held her daughter in her arms, surrounded by several doctors.

Su Ci walked over and saw that the one-year-old daughter was so beautiful that she had inherited her mother's beauty perfectly. Now her face was flushed with fever and her face was expressionless.

But the little girl was polite. She looked at Su Ci with her big water-stained eyes like black grapes, and she exclaimed with milk in her breasts, "Wow, beautiful sister."

Su Ci's heart almost melted. She really liked children. She took her pulse for a while and said softly, "Nanny, my beautiful sister is going to give you an injection now. Don't cry." ."

Su Ci took out the silver needle and pricked the little girl's acupuncture point.

The little girl opened her mouth and shed big tears.

Wow.

The pretty little girl still couldn't help crying.

"Okay, okay, my daughter's fever will be gone soon." Su Ci pulled out the silver needle and said in relief.

The little girl was tired from crying, so she fell asleep in Li Youling's arms.

Li Youling touched her daughter's forehead and saw that the fever was slowly going down. She was pleasantly surprised and said, "Cici, you are really amazing. So many doctors couldn't reduce my daughter's fever, but you managed it with just one injection."

Su Ci fondly teased Xiao Nunan's soft little face, and then the little girl in her sleep murmured, "Daddy~"

The little girl is calling daddy.

Su Ciyujie trembled.