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

Ji Shaonan woke up in the middle of the night, stretched out his hand and found that his arms were empty.

The cold, dark eyes instantly receded, and when he was about to have an attack, a voice came from his ears.

He got out of bed and walked over. The lights were not turned on in the room. Soft moonlight filtered in. Li Youling sat alone on the carpet, her back pressed against the bed. Her delicate fingertips touched every photo of him and Ji Wanyan. Touching it gently, tap, tap, her eyes were full of tears, and the tears fell on the photo of him and Ji Wanyan.

Ji Shaonan was stunned, with a dense tingling feeling in his heart, "What are you doing?"

Li Youling raised her head, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and choked, "I didn't do anything, I just... I just wanted to see the story between you and Ji Wanyan. I heard that you love her."

Ji Shaonan squatted down, stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms, and moved his thin lips, not knowing what to say, "Lingling, what are you thinking about?"

Li Youling choked in his arms. He didn't understand her regret.

Regrets are everywhere.

She missed...his best love.

The person in his arms kept crying, crying so hard that his whole body was shaking. Ji Shaonan was a little helpless and hugged her tightly, his thin lips buried in her fragrant and soft hair, his voice was hoarse, "I am love After Ji Wanyan, now she is still my responsibility and irreplaceable. I know that you hate her for hurting your family and you hate me for protecting her. For this, I can only say that Lingling is sorry... I met her I don’t have you yet…”

There is an order of appearance in life, first come, first served. He was really sorry about Ji Wanyan.

Li Youling stretched out her little hand and hugged him. This recognition... came too late.

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Today is the wedding day of Ji Shaonan and Ji Wanyan. When Ji Shaonan got up, Li Youling also woke up, but she was lazily buried in the quilt and looked at him with a pair of red eyes.

Ji Shaonan tied up his tie and kissed her forehead, "You can sleep a little longer."

Li Youling looked at him and said, "Ji Shaonan, I wish you a happy wedding."

Ji Shaonan said nothing.

"Will you come over tonight?" Li Youling asked.

"Do you want me to come over?"

Li Youling did not answer directly, "Your time tonight belongs to Ji Wanyan."

Ji Shaonan kissed her red lips and said, "If you want me to come over, just call me. If you call me, I will come over."

Li Youling took the quilt and covered herself in it.

Ji Shaonan drove away.

…………

in the church.

The melodious "Wedding March" played, and Ji Wanyan, wearing a white wedding dress, walked over from the other end of the red carpet and took Ji Shaonan's arm.

The two men came to the priest and began to take the oath.

Pastor, "Miss Ji, do you voluntarily marry Mr. Ji Shaonan? From now on, no matter illness or poverty, no matter what, you can't be separated?"

Ji Wanyan's face was still very pale, but it was covered by her elegant and delicate makeup. Although she had stumbled along the way, she still reached this point and became Ji Shaonan's Mrs. Ji.

Ji Wanyan raised her red lips and said, "I do."

The pastor set his sights on Ji Shaonan and asked the same question, "Mr. Ji, do you voluntarily marry Miss Ji Wanyan, so that from now on, no matter illness or poverty, no matter how hard you are, you can't be separated?"

Ji Wanyan turned his head and looked at Ji Shaonan expectantly and shyly.

Ji Shaonan didn't say anything, but then there was a "ding" sound, and the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

Ji Wanyan's heart skipped a beat. Who called at such an important moment?