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

Su Ci looked indifferent, "Senior Brother, Fei'er Song is a thief. She pretends to be a king and cheats. She has seriously violated and damaged my personal reputation. I asked someone to send her in. You are an adult and you have to bear the consequences of your mistakes."

"Okay." Zhou Jin nodded.

The trial was over, and Song Feier knew that she was finished. Her legs softened and she collapsed directly on the ground.

After dealing with these two people, Su Ci chatted with Princess Diana for a few words, and then left with the others.

She just left?

Everyone stared blankly at the direction Su Ci left. It was obvious that she appeared this time just to kill Lu Yao and Song Feier. Her cold voice just now seemed to be echoing in the hall, so shocking and powerful. .

She dealt with Song Feier, and officially launched a challenge to the Lu family's daughter Lu Yao and Jiao'e's perfume empire. She was obviously still Su Ci, but she was no longer the Su Ci before.

This feeling was indescribable. Looking at the pretty figure that had gone away, everyone felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if Xia Si had returned more than thirty years ago, and the imperial capital would usher in a new era.

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Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Fu chased out and soon saw Su Ci.

Su Ci had just left the hotel and was walking down the steps. She was wearing a black suspender rhinestone skirt with a black coat on top. The tassel diamond earrings hanging on her earlobes were shining brightly. Accompanying her were Zhou Jin and her Private Secretary, followed by several CC senior executives.

She was surrounded in the center of the crowd, as if she had stepped out of a black-and-white high-end blockbuster. She was truly magnificent.

Su Ci said to her personal secretary, "Immediately rectify the internal staff around me when I get back. I don't want this to happen to Fei'er again."

"It's the boss."

At this time, the voices of the two old ladies sounded, "Corcelain."

Su Ci stopped and saw Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Fu already in front of her.

"Boss, I'm going to drive." The personal secretary left with several senior executives.

Su Ci stood in the wind, the evening breeze ruffling the hair on her cheeks. She nodded lightly to the two old ladies, "Hello, Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Fu."

She is no longer the Su girl she used to be. Facing the two old ladies who hold the most power in the imperial capital, she only needs to nod lightly.

Madam Lu loved Su Ci from the bottom of her heart. No matter what happened between Su Ci and Lu Yao, she just wanted to say, "Ci Ci, you are really great."

She just wanted to say to Su Ci that you are really great as a grandma.

Su Ci was warmed up, and she curled her lips, "Thank you, Mrs. Lu."

"Ci Ci," Madam Fu regretted, "It's all my fault. I actually recognized the wrong person and mistook that liar Song Feier for you. Ci Ci, you didn't blame me, did you?"

Su Ci shook her head, "No."

"That's good." Mrs. Fu said happily, "Cici, you said that the fate between you and my grandson Nancheng really turned out to be a case of getting into the wrong sedan chair and marrying the right man."

Su Ci looked up and Fu Nancheng was here.

Fu Nancheng wore a black coat over a black suit, looking tall and tall. Secretary Song stood silently behind him, his narrow eyes falling on her little face, looking dark and bright.

Su Ci nodded, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

This "Mr. Fu" is no longer a nickname given by a 20-year-old girl to a 30-year-old mature business executive. Now she stands on the same level as him and calls him "Mr. Fu" evenly.

Fu Nancheng rolled his throat up and down and replied with a few words, "Is this fun?"