The Billionaire’s Stand-In Bride
Fu Nancheng stopped in front of her, his handsome eyelids drooping as he looked at her and said softly, "My mother's health isn't very good. I've been taking her abroad for treatment all these years. It's a mental illness, not easy to cure, and she can't be stimulated emotionally." Su Ci's fingers curled up, white as scallions. Actually, she already knew. Mrs. Fu was such a warm person; perhaps she had her own story too. It was said that Fu Nancheng was a love child. Fu Nancheng was truly filial, obeying his mother's every word. At this moment, Fu Nancheng reached out and pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look up at him, "My mother likes you so much. Do you think she could handle it if I told her the truth?" Su Ci bit her red lips lightly, troubled, "But this can't go on forever..." "Su Ci, stay with me for half a year." What? The words exploded in Su Ci's ears, and she suddenly looked up at him. Her skin was as white as a newborn, with a layer of fine down that was crystal clear, giving her a fragile and delicate appearance, looking clean and young. Fu Nancheng looked at her newly bitten red lips, "Didn't you understand? I want you to stay with me for half a year, continue to play my role as Mrs. Fu. In half a year, I'll gradually get my mother to accept it." Was he asking her to continue being a substitute? "I don't want to," she refused on the spot. Fu Nancheng pinched her chin harder, "What did I say? An ungrateful little wolf cub, no matter how you raise her. Today, a sports car worth ten million is yours for free, and my mother's kindness to you has been in vain." "These are two different things..." "Su Ci, aren't you afraid something will happen to my mother? You were the one who came to provoke me, to provoke my mother first. Don't forget, it was you who started this role of a substitute."
Su Ci felt that she was also a victim, but she couldn't explain herself clearly. Mrs. Fu was too kind to her, and if something happened to Mrs. Fu because of her, she would never be at peace for the rest of her life. However, she really didn't want to be a substitute anymore; it was clearly agreed that the substitution would end. Now the situation was that with Su Xue, the middleman, out of the picture, she had become his direct substitute. Su Ci looked at him, 'Being a substitute for half a year, what do you mean by substitute? Are we... going to be together?' Fu Nancheng stared at her deeply and passionately, 'What do you think?' That meant he wanted her. What on earth were his intentions? Su Ci pushed him away and was about to leave. But Fu Nancheng reached out and encircled her soft waist, gently lifting her and sitting her down on his office desk. Feeling the cold hardness beneath her, Su Ci was startled. This was his workplace, and she immediately struggled, 'Let me go, I don't want to sit here.' Fu Nancheng looked at her naive appearance and dominantly restrained her, 'Su Ci, aren't you happy with me? Apart from the status and children, whatever you want, I will give you.' Su Ci had never thought about wanting his status and children because, in the same way, she had no way to give him status and children! 'Fu Nancheng, I now suspect that you want to keep me under the guise of Mrs. Fu!' 'Then will you let me keep you?' Saying this, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips, his voice hoarse as he murmured, 'Su Ci, I will cherish you.'
He said, 'Su Ci, I will cherish you.' His handsome face was so close to her that Su Ci felt a bit weak, but she raised her two little hands to push him away, 'I can be a substitute, but only for Mrs. Fu, so the child must be removed while the mother stays.' Remove the child but keep the mother? Fu Nancheng was so angry that he wanted to cover her mouth, 'Su Ci, don't force me to use means to get you.'
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