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

The first time was the invitation card she had worked so hard for, and the second time was the haute couture dress that the Su family spent a lot of money on, both of which were suppressed by Su Ci, the clown girl.

Why is Su Ci?

Is it all because of the bald old man she found?

What is the origin of that bald old man that can praise Su Ci like this?

"Grandma, no matter how much Su Ci dresses up, she still has scars on her face and is still an ugly girl." Su Wan'er said quickly.

At this time, Su Ci turned her face around, and there was a scar on her right face.

Everyone started whispering again, "That flower fairy is beautiful, but she has a scar on her face. It's such a pity."

Mrs. Su was a little stunned and murmured with great pity, "What a pity, what a pity. If Su Ci didn't have that scar on her face..."

Su Wan'er has always been very confident in her beauty, but now she has a full sense of crisis.

She was thinking about how beautiful Su Ci would be if she didn't have that scar on her face. She would be the most beautiful daughter of the Su family, and probably the most stunning daughter in this Forty-Nine City. How many men would fall for her then.

It was so terrible, so terrible, Su Wan'er forced herself not to think about it.

After all, that scar is real, and Su Ci is still the Harley Quinn from the countryside!

"Let's not worry about Su Ci. The first dance of the leader of the Fu family will be for the daughters of various famous ladies. The daughter who pays the highest price can dance the first dance with the leader of the Fu family. "

"Everything you bid will be donated to a public welfare box for charity. In ancient times, it was used to spend a lot of money to make beauties smile. Now it is beauties who spend a lot of money to win Mr. Fu's dance."

"Wan'er, you must raise the price later. Our Su family will be your strongest backing. No matter how much money you have, we will keep you moving forward."

With the words of the old lady, Su Wan'er felt relieved. She must dance the first dance with the leader of the Fu family to find her home court.

Let Su Ci, the little clown girl, be proud for a while.

Su Ci entered the hall and quickly found a remote corner to be alone. She really didn't want to come here. Fu Nancheng pushed her here.

The desserts here looked delicious. She was a little hungry. Su Ci took a fancy to a piece of milk pudding, so she took it and took a bite.

"Miss, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?" At this time, a rich second generation came over to strike up a conversation.

Although Su Ci had a scar on her face, she was so dazzling tonight that she still attracted the person she was chatting with.

Su Ci didn't want to pay attention to this person. She moved the milk pudding to the side.

The rich second generation still wanted to strike up a conversation, but at this moment the hall was filled with excitement, "Look, Mr. Fu is here!"

Fu Nancheng, the leader of the Fu family, is here!

When his tall and handsome figure appeared at the door, the hall quickly became quiet, and the crowd automatically made a way for him to arrive as if he were an emperor.

When he entered the door, he handed the documents in his hand to Secretary Song behind him. He was wearing a classic male look, a white shirt and black trousers, with a handmade black suit on the outside, and a white square scarf stuffed in the pocket of the suit. It was really cool. Noble, cool, and extraordinary.

His two powerful and proud long legs stepped on the red carpet, each step exuding a sonorous and intimidating aura. His pair of deep narrow eyes would lightly scan the people around him, with a restrained and deep expression in his calmness. Sharp.

Not many people were caught by him. Everyone among the capital bosses in Yecheng nodded and paid tribute to him.