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

Fu Nancheng turned her around with a turn of his hand. He blocked her between the washstand and his arms, and looked down at her, "What next?"

"Mr. Fu, I'm not interfering in your personal affairs. I just don't want to be a mistress. If you marry Su Qianrou, then we'll end it."

Fu Nancheng looked at her bright, clear eyes and curled her thin lips, "With your little mouth, can you please stop saying the word "end" all the time? I'm used to you, right?"

Su Ci, "..."

"I am indeed engaged to Su Qianrou."

He took the initiative and spoke.

Su Ci thought for a moment and hesitated, "Because Su Qianrou is the king?"

"Yes, the old lady wants me to marry the king."

Mrs. Fu from the Imperial Capital?

Su Ci was a little dumbfounded. She had some connection with Mrs. Fu in the imperial capital, but she didn't expect that the old lady would ask her grandson to marry her.

"How do you know Su Qianrou is king?"

"More than two years ago, the Su family came to our door with a jade pendant and was recognized by the old lady. The old lady quickly arranged my marriage, but at that time I married the wrong person. I married Su Xue. In fact, the person I wanted to marry was Su Qianrou."

"..."

Su Ci understood everything. It turned out that the Su family took her jade pendant to the Fu family to seek marriage. This wrong marriage to a wealthy family all started with her jade pendant.

The shamelessness of the Su family once again refreshed her understanding, and Su Qianrou really had the shame to pretend to be a king.

It seemed that she had to take action.

Su Ci looked at him with watery eyes, "It turns out that Su Qianrou is your real bride, Mr. Fu, then what are you waiting for? Go marry her."

Fu Nancheng's big hand fell on her soft waist and pinched it hard, "I'm not telling you this to urge you to get married."

"It hurts, Mr. Fu, you hurt me."

She twisted her beautiful eyebrows and cried out in pain, and Xiao Huangying pinched her throat so hard that his bones were so soft.

She didn't look like she was pretending, so Fu Nancheng quickly let go of her waist, "Does it really hurt?"

"Well, it makes my stomach feel uncomfortable."

Fu Nancheng's big hand fell on her belly again, and his firm chin rubbed against her head, "Why are you becoming more and more squeamish?"

…………

Although Su Qianrou moved out of the Su family, she was not homeless because Mrs. Song and Song Zilin found her a luxurious villa.

"Qianrou, you live here. No one will disturb you. If anything happens, just call Zi Lin and he will help you solve it."

Both Mrs. Song and Song Zilin thought that Su Qianrou was the king. Even after the real and fake daughter came out, they both felt that there must be some misunderstanding and the king was definitely not this kind of person.

Su Qianrou nodded gratefully, "Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, thank you."

At this time, a person came over, it was Su Ci.

Song Zilin saw Su Ci and said immediately, "Su Ci, what are you doing here? Haven't you done enough harm to my sister Qianrou?"

Su Ci walked up to Su Qianrou and smiled, "Su Qianrou, I heard... you are the king, right?"

Su Qianrou's expression changed. How did Su Ci know about this?

"Su Qianrou, why don't you say anything? Are you a king? Mrs. Song and Young Master Song are watching now."

"...Yes, I am the king!" Su Qianrou could only admit it generously.

Su Ci smiled.

What is she laughing at?

Su Qianrou felt that Su Ci was smiling strangely, "Su Ci, don't think you have won. You know my relationship with Mr. Fu. My parents and the old lady have already called me and asked me to move." go back."