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

"Uncle Lu, why are you drinking?"

Lu Sinian's handsome face, as handsome as a knife, became more and more sophisticated in the gorgeous neon lights. He thought for a moment, and then said, "Probably because... I don't have a son, and my son belongs to someone else."

Fu Nancheng took a sip of wine and smiled, "Damn, why are they so similar?"

TV shows don't dare to act like this!

"What a coincidence. I came to drink because...other people have children, but I don't."

If other people heard this, their jaws would probably drop. For two such rich men, it would not be easy for them to have a son or a child.

At this time, a series of melodious cell phone ringtones rang, and Lu Sinian called.

The three words "Ji Liniang" danced on the phone.

Lu Sinian hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Soon, Fu Nancheng's cell phone also rang, with the words "Ji Wanyan" jumping on it.

He reached out and hung up the phone.

At the same time, Tianya was reduced to a human being, Weng and son-in-law looked at each other, and then clinked the wine bottles.

No, the feelings are coming.

After drinking quietly for a while, Lu Sinian's personal butler stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, we need to go back."

Lu Sinian put down the bottle of wine and said, "Thank you for the wine."

"Uncle Lu." Fu Nancheng suddenly said.

Lu Sinian looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Su Ci's younger brother, that cold young man is extraordinary. He has a Baidu Black Gold Card in his hand."

Lu Sinian's eyes flashed, "I understand."

He left the bar with his personal butler.

Fu Nancheng continued drinking alone.

He didn't know how long he had been drinking, but he seemed a little drunk, so he went into a luxury box to rest.

It is said that getting drunk can relieve a thousand worries, but Fu Nancheng felt that he had never been so sober before. All he could think about was Su Ci's cold and beautiful little face.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Secretary Song, is Mr. Fu inside? I want to see Mr. Fu."

Fu Nancheng opened his eyes and Su Ci was here.

She actually chased him to the bar.

How far can she go for Fu Jingmo?

Fu Nancheng closed his eyes.

…………

Outside, Secretary Song stopped Su Ci, "Miss Su, the president is inside, but the president has given instructions not to allow anyone to come in and disturb us."

"But……"

"Miss Su, you should know the president's temper best. If you break in, it will only make things worse."

Su Ci looked at the closed box door in front of her, then turned and left.

Su Ci went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and patted her face with cold water. Now there was still no news from Fu Jingmo and Fu Nancheng refused to say anything. What should she do?

At this time, several young and beautiful girls came in. They held a person in the moonlight and flattered him enthusiastically,

"Xiao Naizao, it's spread all over the bar now. Mr. Fu ordered you last night and held you in his arms. Did you win Mr. Fu?"

"Xiao Naizao, you are really awesome. Mr. Fu looked so unfeminine and even fell under your pomegranate skirt. Should we change our name and call you Mrs. Fu?"

"Xiao Naizao, when you become successful, don't forget us little sisters. You must support us more in the future."......

Su Ci, who was washing his hands, paused, Xiao Naizao?

That little girl on the phone from Fu Nancheng last night?

Su Ci raised her head and glanced at Xiao Naizao through the polished glass mirror. Xiao Naizao was the number one here, with a sweet and pure temperament. Now surrounded by everyone, her face was full of spring.