Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

A long time ago, Zhen Qi was just a **** without Shao Han or Song Yu, just living in a simple rental house with Jasmine, who quit her job in the hair salon, and then saw her in a potbellied She was successfully introduced to the club by the businessman, but Jasmine did not put on professional attire as Jane Qi expected and became a member of the white-collar beauties in this bustling city. On the contrary, Jasmine wore very hot and sexy clothes. Every day when I go home, I will be drunk and sometimes vomit. Yes, Jasmine has become an employee selling beer, commonly known as "beer girl".

Zhenqi doesn't know much about this profession. Her thinking is still stuck in which plaza she will go to give people portraits to make a living after graduation. All she can say about Jasmine's work is to pay attention to her body, but every time Jasmine gets drunk and talks It's very special, every time I pull Zhenqi to tell about the city's luxury, about the feasting and feasting, those wealthy nobles who spend a lot of money, and those intrigues who fight to the death.

Many people don't like Jasmine, but Zhenqi doesn't care about these things, and lives with her resolutely. Every time Jasmine throws up on the sink, she always patiently pats her on the back.

This is life, a cruel and realistic life, if you haven't experienced the feeling of vomiting until your bile comes out, then you are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks on Jasmine.

This sentence was said when Zhenqi’s beer bottle was thrown on the head of the young man who insulted Jasmine with money. When he said this sentence, his whole body was soaked by the heavy rain. , the air conditioner made her shiver, but it was such a girl who seemed capable of being bullied by anyone who did such an earth-shattering thing not long ago, and even said such tongue-in-cheek remarks. Facing such a scene, none of the successful people who are used to seeing big winds and waves in the mall hugged him tightly, and none of them went to check on the son who was lying on the ground and humming.

However, after tens of seconds of silence, there was a loud clapping sound from behind Zhenqi.

As soon as Zhenqi turned her head, she saw the man named Shao Han who sent her here. Under the background of feasting and feasting, Shao Han was so romantic and suave.

Zhenqi couldn't remember what Shao Han said that day. The only thing Zhenqi could remember in her memory was those warm eyes and the faint fragrance of Shao Han's car.

Later, Jasmine seemed to have forgotten that shocking scene, but Jasmine was fired after Zhenqi made such a fuss, and the day Jasmine came back, Zhenqi was painting a new oil painting, her eyes wandered between big red and dividends, hesitating indefinite.

But looking at Jasmine's flaunting soft girl coins in front of her eyes, Zhenqi felt that no other red was as good-looking as this red, so she decisively chose purple.

Jasmine quietly lay on the bed watching Zhenqi's paintbrush paint a perfect stroke on the canvas, and then laughed like a madman.

"Lu Zhenqi, do you idiot have a purple sun?"

"I am creating from a color-blind perspective." In fact, Zhenqi is embarrassed to say that all the reds are so weak against the background of Ruanmeibi.

Jasmine was not obsessed with the purple sun, but spread the soft sister money on the bed and lay on it by herself, holding a few pieces in her hand and kept sniffing; "This is the smell of money, better than Chanel It smells much better."

Zhenqi doesn't change those luxury things, except for the fake Chanel that Jasmine has smelled, she has never smelled the genuine original, so she is not qualified to taste Chanel or Ruanmeibi, which is more fragrant, but now she thinks that Jasmine I am very happy, just happy, and I am worthy of my living expenses for a semester.

"Jenqi, let's go and I'll take you shopping." Jasmine, who closed her eyes and enjoyed the breath of money, suddenly got up and said to Zhenqi.

"No." Zhenqi gently shook her hand. I have clothes. Mother Lu just handed her a coat yesterday. It is Doraemon, which she likes very much.

"Then I'll treat you to a big meal as a thank you for helping me out last time." Jasmine said while blinking her eyes.

Zhen Qi, who has no ability to resist all good things, quickly compromised when she saw Jasmine's peerless face, but what she chose was not a big meal but an open-air food stall. You can watch the night view for free, luxury seats, and free drinks. Good service.

So Jasmine frowned while drinking beer, looking at Zhen Qi who was eating mutton skewers.

"Lu Zhenqi—"

"Yeah." Zhenqi swallowed the last mutton kebab before she had time to wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth, she raised her head when she heard Jasmine calling her, looking at Jasmine who was shaking the beer bottle like a curious baby, "What's the matter? "

Jasmine smiled lightly, and then gently wiped off the oil stains on the corners of Zhenqi's mouth; "I was wondering where you got the courage to do such a crazy thing that day. You must know that you are fighting a big company Your young master?"

Zhen Qi giggled, then scratched her head habitually: "I didn't know who his father was when I hit him, besides, it's been so long, am I fine?"

"Then if you do it all over again, will you still help me so desperately?"

If there is another time, Zhenqi hates others telling herself like this, because there is no if in this world, and the result will not change no matter what, but now she can't hate it, if there is a if, then she I would never let Jasmine go to such a place, but even if she did go there a hundred times, if she would choose to protect her relatives in such a crazy posture, yes, Jasmine would have long been in Lu Zhenqi's heart. Relatives, as early as that unimpeded night, when Jasmine gave her the share of chicken legs, Zhenqi took the initiative to classify her as one of her own. The kindness of a drop of water is repaid by the spring. She, Lu Zhenqi, is so self-willed.

"arrive--"

Song Yu's voice sounded next to her ears, and the memories gradually faded away. Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu awkwardly, but smiled softly. How can she always be distracted these days, it's just that those things were forgotten by her in her memory for a while A certain fragment of the movie will emerge involuntarily, maybe it is really old and nostalgic, Zhenqi sighed softly.

After Song Yu parked the car, Zhen Qi looked up and saw the simple words "Reunion" under the neon lights.

Very poetic name, Zhenqi remembers seeing this sentence in a certain magazine: you meet me again with the eyes of the whole world.

Chinese people love those beautiful words very much, but all the numbers are summed up by these two words. Zhenqi spontaneously wants to meet the owner of this bar, not for anything else, just for the kind of meeting. sympathy.