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

He's negotiating terms.

Su Ci disagreed, "Then I'll think of other ways."

She wanted to get off his lap.

But Fu Nancheng's arms tightly restrained her, trapping her in his arms, "I let you go, okay?"

This is not a place where she can come and leave whenever she wants.

Su Ci began to struggle.

She started to twist like a little water snake. Fu Nancheng's eyes turned red and he felt the blood all over his body began to boil. He pinched her waist hard to prevent her from moving, and then kissed her red lips hard.

He had let her go, but she didn't want to go.

Why are you still looking for him?

His kiss was very rough, more possessive and biting. Su Ci's beautiful lips were blocked by him and she could only make a whimpering sound.

Soon he conquered the city and stirred up troubles with her. Su Ci felt that her soul was about to be sucked out by him.

Smelling the familiar crisp masculinity on his body and the smell of tobacco and alcohol in his mouth, her soft white fingers pressed against his straight shoulders, and she couldn't push them away no matter how hard she tried.

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Secretary Song had someone take care of the little girl and then stood guard at the door of the luxury box. Soon a familiar figure appeared in the corridor. Ji Wanyan came unexpectedly.

Ji Wanyan called Fu Nancheng a lot tonight, but Fu Nancheng didn't answer any of them, so she called.

Secretary Song didn't know how many times he had faced such a large-scale social death scene. The president and Miss Su had been staying in the luxury box, and Miss Ji came to check on the situation.

The CEO and Miss Ji are getting married soon. Is this considered cheating?

Soon Ji Wanyan came over and said, "Secretary Song, is Brother Nancheng inside? I couldn't get through to him when I called him. I was a little worried, so I came over to take a look."

As he spoke, Ji Wanyan reached out and opened the door of the luxury box.

"Miss Ji!" Secretary Song stopped him immediately. He stood in front of the luxury box door. "I'm sorry, Miss Ji. The president is drunk and resting inside. No one is allowed to come in and disturb him."

"Drunk?" Ji Wanyan looked at the closed door in front of him and smelled something. After all, women's sixth sense is very sensitive. "Brother Nancheng is drunk, so I have to go in and take care of him. Secretary Song, you Just let me in."

"Miss Ji, this is really not allowed."

"Okay, Secretary Song, I'll wait outside and you can go in and make a call."

"..."

Secretary Song said that he still wanted to live for a few more years, but he didn't dare to go in.

The president and Miss Su are together, whoever gets in will die.

"Miss Ji, please go back first. I will inform the president when he wakes up."

Ji Wanyan became even more suspicious, "Brother Nancheng! Brother Nancheng, are you in there?"

Secretary Song became nervous. Following his CEO, he felt the thrill of being caught.

At this time, Su Ci was still sitting on the man's lap in the luxury box. Her face was red, and she was frightened when she suddenly heard Ji Wanyan's voice, "Fu Nancheng, Ji Wanyan is here!"

Fu Nancheng narrowed his handsome eyes and breathed hotly. He bit her red lips and said, "Pay attention!"

Ji Wanyan was still waiting outside. Soon, with a click, the door of the luxury box opened, and the man's tall and straight body came into view.

Fu Nancheng came out.

Secretary Song immediately stepped aside, and Ji Wanyan stepped forward, "Brother Nancheng, you are out. I heard that you drank a lot. Are you okay now?"

Ji Wanyan reached out and touched Fu Nancheng's forehead.

But Fu Nancheng turned his head and avoided it, not letting her touch him, "What do you want from me?"