Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Jasmine is dead.

suicide.

Zhenqi hugged herself tightly and curled herself up in the corner, crying like a helpless child.The sweetness in the mouth turned into deadly poison in an instant.

Song Yu, who was looking at the project proposal, raised his heart in his throat when he heard the cry, and he threw half of the materials in his hand on the table like that. When things happened, Song Yu wished he could grow a pair of wings Instantly flew to Zhenqi's side.

Coming to Zhenqi's door, Song Yu found that the door was locked, but Zhenqi's crying became more and more sad, and even became hoarse.

"What's wrong with you, Zhenqi?" Song Yu slammed on the door and shouted loudly.

Song Yu's love for Song Yu came from outside the door, so caring, but now such a caring voice deeply stimulated Zhenqi's weak nerves. Now she is enjoying Song Yu's pampering and protection intact, while her own Good sister, but her relative Jasmine ended her young life in that cold prison.

She was only 23 years old, she was the same age, and had so many bright futures, but she was buried in that cold prison like this, and the one who sent her to that place indirectly killed her was herself, and she was still alive. He kept saying such grandiose words as forgive her, but in the end it was himself who needed to be forgiven.But Jasmine never forgave herself until she died. Zhenqi hugged herself hard, her tired eyes had already blurred the world she saw, but the real world completely collapsed the moment she learned of Jasmine's death. It hurts, I try my best to hold my colic chest, it hurts so much, the painful breathing is so painful.Zhenqi tried to wash away her sadness with tears, but found that she could only become more and more sad, desperate and helpless.

"Jenki answered me, what's the matter?"

Song Yu who was talking outside the door kept knocking on the door. , Zhenqi's heart suffocated with the knocking on the door, and finally she slowly opened her mouth as if she had exhausted all her strength: "Leave me alone, Jasmine died, I feel so uncomfortable. It hurts so much. "

Jasmine died, and Song Yu's brows were tightly knit together. He knew that Lily was important in Zhenqi's heart and knew what it meant to Zhenqi, so he had to follow Zhenqi's heartbreaking cry in his heart Turning into pain, Song Yu tried hard to make his voice sound like you were trembling: "Jenqi, listen to me and open the door first."

"I killed her, I killed her." He Qi didn't seem to listen to Song Yu's words, but just sobbed non-stop, and these few words made Song Yu's heart feel like needles. , he can't wait, he has to go in. , to accompany this sad girl.

Not knowing where the impulsiveness came from, Song Yu didn't even think of going to Lu Ma's place to get the spare key, he just broke open the locked door abruptly.

After the door opened, Song Yu rubbed his shoulder that was almost dislocated, staggered a few steps, and ran towards the almost suffocated Zhen Qi who was curled up on the bed and crying.

Holding Zhen Qi in his arms, Song Yu rested his chin on the top of Zhen Qi's hair, comforting her non-stop: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault."

Lying in Song Yu's arms, Zhen Qi kept sobbing, tears kept rolling down from her eyes, her extremely sad face burned Song Yu's heart fiercely, Song Yu didn't know how to comfort her In the end, she could only hug this sad girl tightly.

After a long time, Zhenqi was tired from crying, just kept sobbing, and then said with difficulty: "They said that Jasmine is dead, Jasmine is dead."

Jasmine died, and Song Yu's brows were tightly knit together. How could that woman die, but seeing Zhen Qi's heartbroken look, he knew it was not a prank, and slowly whitened the girl in his arms. He understands being sad, but he doesn't know how to comfort her. He doesn't like that woman who has done all kinds of bad things. For Song Yu, Jasmine's death is at most karma, but he knows that his Zhenqi doesn't think so. Kindness, kindness makes people heartbroken.

"Uncle, she said she won't forgive me, no, I'm the one who won't be forgiven in the end, and I'm the bad guy, I'm the one who killed her." Zhen Qi curled up in Song Yu's arms, weeping uncontrollably. The severe pain in her heart had made her ruddy face pale. Song Yu was worried that her heart would not be able to bear it if this continued, so he patted her on the back lightly and tried his best to relieve his discomfort: "These are not yours. Wrong, it has nothing to do with you, you know, don't be sad, you know?"

Zhen Qi gradually calmed down under Song Yu's comfort, and she stopped sobbing after a long time, but the pain in her heart was not relieved, and finally she looked at Song Yu who looked worried and said slowly: "Uncle, you said Jasmine Do you hate me?"

"Don't think about it, you have already done a lot for her." Song Yu patted Zhenqi's head lightly, then got up and poured her a glass of boiling water, and handed it to her: "After drinking this glass of water, be obedient Go to sleep, don't think about it, I will face it with you if there is nothing tomorrow."

Song Yu's voice is very gentle, so gentle that he can't believe that one day he will take care of others like a father and brother, but this other person is Lu Zhenqi, and it is worth turning into a thousand times of tenderness. Song Yu looked at After Zhen Qi drank the boiling water obediently, she helped her to lie down and turned off the headlights in the room, leaving only an orange wall lamp in front of the bed. Qi kissed lightly on the forehead, the girl's sadness seemed to have not stopped, her trembling body made his heart tremble together, "Good night, remember not to be sad."

Song Yu, who turned to leave, took a deep breath. The woman's mood was so unstable that she couldn't rest for the night.

"Uncle." Zhen Qi on the bed stopped him.

"whats the matter?"

"Could you accompany me to borrow Jasmine every day? I'm the only relative she has here. I have to take care of her affairs."

A gleam of light flashed in Song Yu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Okay, I will go with you, and I will accompany you wherever I go."

Having received Song Yu's promise, Zhen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but before Song Yu walked out of the door, Zhen Qi stopped him again, this time before Song Yu could speak, Zhen Qi said in a hurry; " Uncle, I can't sleep, I'm afraid I will think of many things when I fall asleep, so can you stay with me?"

After finishing speaking, Zhen Qi quietly waited for Song Yu's rejection, but this time Song Yu did not reject her, but nodded gently; "Okay, I will accompany you."

Later on, as long as Zhenqi thinks of that night and the phone call that brought the bad news, her heart will ache, but as long as she thinks of the gentle Song Yu that night, all the pain will turn into happiness after the passage of time, yes She still has him, and only him.