President, he doesn't think I'm a stand-in

Fu family villa.

The headlights in the courtyard were all turned on, and the housekeeper and Wang Ma immediately went out to greet her.

"Sir, you are back!"

Fu Baiyan got out of the car, quickly walked around to the other side, and forcibly picked up the little Canary, who had half a foot outside the door, and hugged him horizontally.

"What are you doing?" Su Jingyan was startled, and subconsciously put her arms around his neck.

Why did Mr. Fu like princess hugs so much after he lost his memory?

Mr. Fu raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a meaningful tone: "You said I want to do, what, what?"

With so many pairs of eyes staring at them right now, the thin-skinned Professor Su's ears felt hot, "Stop talking."

Mr. Fu's little broken car can now be driven anytime, anywhere.

"Young Master! You're back too!" Wang Ma just saw him, and she was overjoyed.

Fu Baiyan frowned, and asked in doubt: "Mother Wang, do you know him?"

The smile on Wang Ma's face froze instantly.

Oops!With her brain, how did she forget about the young master after her husband lost his memory?

However, before Mama Wang could come up with an excuse, Fu Boyan said to himself: "Mama Wang, you are mistaken, he is not..."

The tail sound gradually disappeared into the air.

The butler persuaded calmly, "Sir, it's windy at night, so let's go in first."

Fu Baiyan stepped forward, and casually ordered to the servants of the Fu family: "From today on, you will call him Young Master Yan."

This sentence is equivalent to giving Little Canary an official identity.Here, no one dared to neglect this little thing in his arms.

"Yes, sir." The servants answered in unison.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Su Jingyan hugged everyone: Please forgive my silly husband.

Fu Boyan originally had a social event tonight, and when he returned to Fu's villa temporarily, the servants immediately got busy, quickly preparing dinner for the two of them.

Fu Baiyan carried him all the way up to the master bedroom on the second floor, and threw him on the big fluffy bed.

He said condescendingly: "Little wild cat, you should feel extremely honored for this."

Lying on the familiar luxurious big bed, Su Jingyan sighed comfortably, "How to say?"

Mr. Fu said coldly, "You are the first man I brought home."

Su Jingyan suddenly felt a little curious: "Then where did you take those little lovers before you?"

As soon as the words fell, I remembered that Mr. Fu's first time was given to him, so there shouldn't be any other little lovers before that, right?

Unless Mr. Fu likes to do charity, take care of his little lover, and then the two of them will just chat under the quilt.

"I didn't—" This question came unexpectedly, and Mr. Fu almost confessed, but fortunately, he stopped the car in time.

He looked away, and said stiffly: "It's not your business, anyway, I didn't bring it back here."

Damn it, if Little Canary knew that it was his first time as a benefactor, he would definitely laugh at him, right?

"Ah~" Su Jingyan dragged out the end, propped up her upper body, and said with a smile, "Then... I really feel very honored."

Fu Baiyan: I don't know why, but I always feel that the man's tone is a bit perfunctory...

Feeling inexplicably upset, Mr. Fu began to find fault: "Man, are you seducing me by posing like this?"

Su Jingyan took advantage of the situation and changed her posture, and taught slowly: "With a Buddha in your heart, everything you see is a Buddha; if you have lust in your heart, everything you see is lust."

Fu Boyan's anger was mixed with Gu Shaohuo, and he rushed up, violently tore off his tie, and rushed forward like a hunting beast.

"I said, don't provoke me."

Su Jingyan rubbed the bed sheet and backed away, "Calm down! Mr. Fu, we haven't had dinner yet!"

Mr. Fu smiled evilly again, and firmly held his wrist with one hand, "I will eat you first."

Seeing that an action movie not suitable for children was about to be staged, there was a knock on the bedroom door in time, "Sir, dinner is ready."

The hot big hands froze, Su Jingyan took the opportunity to slip out from under him, while arranging the messy clothes, she teased, "It's my destiny to fill my stomach first."

Fu Baiyan took a heavy breath.

Damn it, what are the people in the kitchen doing with such quick hands and feet?

Going downstairs, the long tables in the restaurant are already filled with exquisite and rich dishes.

Su Jingyan sat down naturally, picked up a piece of sweet and sour ribs with her chopsticks, "Well, not bad. I miss this taste."

After speaking, he ate on his own.

In the evening at Yunding, although there were a lot of dishes, he was stared at by two flies all the time, so he didn't eat a few bites.

He ate quickly, but his table manners were excellent, and his eating was so graceful as a painting that it was hard to fault him.

Although Fu Boyan had some complaints about the little canary who only cared about eating for himself, seeing how delicious he was eating, it was rare that he didn't open his mouth to find fault.

He took a chopstick of fish, "Eat more fish, don't you like fish?"

Su Jingyan's chewing movement paused.

He used to like to eat fish, but since he got stuck in a fishbone while eating in college, he hardly eats fish.How did Fu Boyan know that he used to like fish?

No, Mr. Fu obviously lost his memory.

He raised his eyes, "Boss Fu, how do you know that I like fish?"

"...Misremembered." Fu Baiyan seemed to realize something, put away the chopsticks, and carried the fish back into his bowl.

Sure enough, they are not the same person no matter how they look, how can they have exactly the same preferences?

Su Jingyan felt a little strange, and asked with a light smile, "Is there anyone else who likes to eat fish?"

Fu Boyan's expression turned cold, "No."

No, no, what's wrong?

Su Jingyan cursed, and continued to enjoy his food.

But it was night after all, and the combat power was limited. Professor Su put down his chopsticks after eating [-]% full.

He didn't want to be thrown up in the exercise later.

After dinner, the busy Mr. Fu went back to his study to deal with company affairs, and Su Jingyan wobbled upstairs to take a shower.

All his things in the bedroom were in their original places, and he didn't know how the amnesiac Mr. Fu convinced himself to ignore them.

No, Mr. Fu can't be allowed to continue like this. What if his condition worsens someday?You have to find a more reliable hospital for examination.

Su Jingyan pondered secretly while taking a bath.

Putting on his nightgown and walking out of the bathroom, with his hair still wet, he lay on the bed, put a pillow on his chest, and turned on his phone to check the messages.

Ignoring Crazy Aite in the class, he clicked on Lin Baobao's WeChat and sent a message.

[Su Xihe]: Did you get home safely?

There was no response from the other side, Su Jingyan propped her chin in boredom, and suddenly wanted to review President Ba's book list.

No one knows that Professor Su, an intellectual young man exuding a bookish air, was led into the abyss of novels by Fa Xiaolin when he was young and ignorant. ".

But it's already gone astray.

As soon as he said it, Professor Su skillfully downloaded a novel client, then opened the homepage, and chose the target among the dazzling covers.

""The Priceless Wife: Mrs. Fu, Don't Try to Escape"...is still a familiar recipe hahaha!"

With a rigid male voice, he conscientiously began to read from the introduction——

[Fu Beichen, the president of the world's largest consortium, the Fu Group, holds the economic lifeline of dozens of countries.Everyone knows that he is cold and arrogant, withdrawn, and bloodthirsty, but they don't know that he, who has never been close to women, was drugged and had sex with her that night...]

Professor Su rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and hinted to himself: Su Jingyan persevere!Persevere, there will be unexpected gains!

【"Heh, woman." Mr. Fu's eyes showed three points of sneer, three points of coldness, and four points of indifference—】

"And a full ninety percent sand sculpture!" Su Jingyan answered casually, and almost rolled over on the bed laughing.

"Hahaha... I laughed so hard!" After revisiting the classics many years later, Professor Su covered his belly and laughed tremblingly, and then looked back inadvertently.

Mr. Fu himself, who owns a full ninety percent of the sand sculptures, was standing behind him, staring at death.

The author has something to say: "The Daily Life of 999 Car Rollovers by Mr. Fu's Priceless Wife"