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

Ji Wanyan met the man's dark, narrow eyes. He looked at her indifferently, with perfunctory and displeasure at being disturbed flashing in his brows.

Ji Wanyan knew that this man didn't love her. He could tell at a glance whether he loved her or not, and Fu Nancheng didn't know how to pretend.

But, she got this man, didn't she?

"Brother Nancheng, what were you doing in the box just now? Is there anyone in your box?" Ji Wanyan peered inside.

She saw a black belt on the dark red sofa.

The expensive and luxurious black belt was thrown on the sofa, and the metal buckle at one end fell on the carpet, as if it was thrown carelessly.

Ji Wanyan looked at Fu Nancheng. This belt belonged to him. The belt on his body was gone.

Moreover, the shirt and trousers on his body were wrinkled, and the ends of his narrow eyes were stained with a bit of scarlet. His whole person looked lazy, decadent and sexy, with a strong aura of indulgence.

This time Ji Wanyan was even more sure of his sixth sense. There was someone in his box!

who is it?

Ji Wanyan wanted to watch again, but Fu Nancheng's tall and straight body stood directly in front of her, and a man's low and hoarse warning voice came from above her head, "Ji Wanyan, I don't like people who have no sense of boundaries."

The man stood against the light, with no warmth in his eyes.

Ji Wanyan froze. She hugged him that day and told him that it could be a real marriage or a fake marriage. In fact, the man had always had the answer in his heart. He had never thought about marrying her for real, so he said he would never marry her in the future. She will be treated badly.

He would compensate her with material things.

It was because she was greedy and lost her sense of boundaries.

As a powerful person, Fu Nancheng looked at her calmly, "You should know the relationship between us, so I hope it is the last time that you come here to stage a big drama like today. I don't have time to accompany you." Act, do you understand?"

Ji Wanyan's heart was broken, but she was good at disguise and didn't show it, "I understand, Brother Nancheng, I'll leave first."

Ji Wanyan turned around and left in the most elegant manner.

…………

In the luxury box.

Fu Nancheng walked in and closed the door, but it was empty inside, and Su Ci's delicate figure disappeared.

Where has she gone?

Soon, Fu Nancheng found Su Ci, who was hiding behind the sofa. She was sitting on the carpet with her legs curled up and her back against the sofa.

Fu Nancheng frowned, stopped in front of her with two long legs, and looked at her condescendingly, "What are you hiding from?"

Su Ci's blushing face had turned pale. Ji Wanyan's arrival just now made her feel deeply ashamed, "Your prospective Mrs. Fu is here, and I hid myself. I thought Mr. Fu would praise me."

Fu Nancheng stretched out his hand and grabbed her pale face, with a sneer on his lips, "What do you think you are, my little mistress?"

Su Ci wanted to shrink her little face.

But the man's fingertips were so strong that he pulled out a red mark on her face. "You really know how to promote yourself. Have you ever seen someone keep a pregnant woman as a mistress? I'm not a philanthropist. I have no interest in taking in other people's children." ”

Su Ci was already used to his sarcastic words, "Let Mr. Fu say whatever he wants. I have helped you... as you asked. Now you should fulfill your promise and tell me what happened between you and Fu Jingmo."

Fu Nancheng smiled instead of being angry. She really knew how to spoil his mood and started talking about Fu Jingmo again.

The charm and tenderness he had towards her just now disappeared.

He retracted his hand, picked up the belt on the sofa and tied it on himself casually, "I called Fu Jingmo and asked him out, but I didn't see him."