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

Ji Shaonan came to the room, and Secretary Qian walked in and asked respectfully, "President, Miss Bai has asked her assistant to come over and ask several times. The private chef is ready. When will you have lunch with Miss Bai?"

Ji Shaonan was sitting in a wheelchair, facing the floor-to-ceiling window. He had no expression and said in an indifferent voice, "I'll go there later."

"Yes." Secretary Qian backed out.

The room fell into dead silence. Fu Nancheng slowly stood up from the wheelchair and walked slowly but steadily towards the bed.

Outside, Qi Yu put away her harmonica and was called away by the on-site staff. Li Youling got up and walked to the recording studio.

At this time, her cell phone rang, and it was Sister Lin calling.

"Hey, Lingling, there is something wrong with the equipment in the recording studio and it needs to be debugged. We have opened a room. Your room is the third one on the right side of the corridor."

The third room on the right?

Li Youling's sense of direction was not very good. She looked at the room in front of her, and it should be this one.

Putting her little hand on the doorknob, Li Youling opened the door directly.

This is the presidential suite. After entering, Li Youling took off her coat. There was a lace vest underneath. She also took off her vest and prepared to go in and take a hot bath.

At this moment, the door inside suddenly opened.

Who?

Li Youling quickly turned her head, and she saw a tall and handsome body and a handsome face that was familiar to her bones, Ji Shaonan.

Ji Shaonan stood by the door and looked at her, also stunned.

But two seconds later, his eyes moved down and landed on her smooth and white skin that could not be covered by her brown seaweed hair.

Li Youling was shocked. She didn't expect to see him here. When she realized his gaze, a rush of blood rushed to her brain. She screamed "Ah" and immediately covered her chest with both hands.

Ji Shaonan was also confused. He was frozen by the door, either entering or retreating. He had just taken off his prosthetic leg, and the trouser leg of his right calf was empty.

He smashed the black suit in his hand on her body and yelled in a hoarse and cold voice, "Get out!"

His suit covered her face. As soon as he took it off, his body temperature and the masculine smell of fir trees still remained. Li Youling hurriedly pulled it on, and pulled it several times. Her little face was red and congested. She could feel him. His eyes were always fixed on her.

No need to guess, she must have entered the wrong room, this is his room!

With trembling fingertips, she picked up the coat she had taken off the bed and put it on. She turned around and ran out, not wanting to stay for a second longer.

Ji Shaonan stood by the door, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, his handsome eyelids covered heavily, and the silent room was filled with his breathing.

Soon there was a "click" and the door opened again.

Ji Shaonan looked up, and Li Youling actually left and came back.

What is she doing back here?

Did you see his disability?

Ji Shaonan's handsome eyebrows frowned sinisterly, and his thin lips twitched, "If you don't understand what I said, get out..."

But before he finished speaking, Li Youling at the door raised his hand and slammed his suit jacket at him.

With a fierce force, it hit his handsome face, and then fell to the ground, successfully blocking his words.

It turned out that Li Youling was too panicked just now and took his suit jacket away in a panic, so she came back again.

Her watery almond eyes stared at him coldly, and she said three words with red lips and white teeth, "Shut up!"

With a bang, she slammed the door and left.