Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu said that there are very few people who can accompany her through this journey of life, and Zhen Qi really wants to ask him, then will you accompany me for a while, or go all the way to the end of your life? After a long time, she still gave up on this childish grammar. How can a steady person like Song Yu give herself such a childish promise, maybe tomorrow, after the next day, he will disappear in her life, after all, the man beside her He is so outstanding, compared to himself is so ordinary, who can guarantee how long and how far a love with such a disparity can go.

There was a brief moment of silence in the carriage, Song Yu lowered his eyes, and the expression of hesitating to speak, true love, instantly fell into those dark eyes.

This woman must have wanted to ask herself if she could accompany her to the end, but why didn't she say it when it came to her lips? Is there anything she can't say to herself?Song Yu frowned slightly. Could it be that he was afraid that he would talk about her, or that he would not even give her a promise, Lu Zhenqi, you are my woman, there is no one to be afraid of, so the corners of Song Yu's mouth slightly twitched. She got up, reached out and patted Zhen Qi's buried head: "Don't think about it, how can I leave you alone if you are so serious, don't worry, I will follow you for the rest of my life."

Knowing nostalgic creatures is like the current Zhenqi who is deeply infatuated with the temperature of Song Yu's palm. Such a warm and warm breath seems to be able to drive away the haze of her life. Zhenqi relies on Song Yu's hand Shoulder, looking at the road ahead together with him, Song Yu's pleasant breath came gradually, Zhenqi felt that it would be better if this road went on like this without end, so what Song Yu said The sentence will stay in today forever, and it will always keep its word.

"Uncle, I like you very much." Zhen Qi whispered softly.

"Just like it?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows pretending to be angry, but his heart was full of sweetness.

However, before Song Yu waited for Zhen Qi's reply, their car drove into the prison area. Zhen Qi took a deep breath, and the happiness on her face gradually receded. Just when she was about to cry Song Yu tightly wrapped her little hand in his. Zhen Qi knew that this was Song Yu's silent comfort to herself. He didn't want to see herself cry again, and see herself sad.

Enduring the severe heartache, Zhen Qi squeezed out a pale smile towards Song Yu. He wanted to use this smile to tell his loved one that she would not cry and grieve wantonly like that, because now his emotions are not only Affecting himself, but also deeply affecting other people, especially Song Yu who loves him deeply.

Zhenqi can't believe that she and Song Yu have only known each other for a year, and they have only been together for a few months, but his love for Song Yu has surpassed that of Shao Han before, such a deep and passionate love, as if they have experienced vicissitudes , have already taken root in each other's vitality, and can no longer lose each other.

"Miss Lu, Mr. Song, you are here." The prison administrator looked at the two people who were holding hands and wanted to walk by themselves, and hurriedly greeted them, ready to greet them.

"We are here to deal with Jasmine's affairs." Song Yu coldly stopped the obese middle-aged man's thoughts of flattery, and said lightly, this is Song Yu, a decisive and thin businessman in front of outsiders.A god to be looked up to.

"We've already arranged everything." The fat prison guard smiled awkwardly. Zhenqi felt that smile was uglier than crying, so she asked with a frown. "Is there something difficult to deal with?"

"No." The prison guard was silent for a while, looking at Song Yu's increasingly cold face, before he hesitated to speak; "It's just that someone came in front of you and is going through some procedures now."

Someone came in front of her, Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu with a puzzled face, Jasmine's only friend in this city was herself, who would care about her affairs?

"Go in and have a look and you'll know." Song Yu said to Zhen Qi with a slight smile, but that fleeting smile fell into the eyes of the fat prison guard, and Mr. Song actually smiled. Surprised.

Zhenqi looked at the prison guard's nympho face and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily. When did this tortoise evolve to the point where even men would not be spared.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zhen Qi would never have believed Shao Han who came to handle Jasmine's funeral.

Looking at Shao Hanzhenqi who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, he staggered back a few steps.

"It's a surprise we're back."

There was an icy voice behind her. Zhen Qi didn't need to turn her head to know that An Yuan must be looking at her with his cold eyes, wishing to tear herself apart immediately. Thinking of this, Zhen Qi's heart trembled violently.

"What's unexpected, she was Mrs. Shao's woman in the first place, so it's only reasonable for Mr. Shao to handle these matters." It is obvious that Zhenqi's Fanchang, the voice, understands that she still has an old love for Shao Han, so there is a hint of love between the lines. With cold jealousy, before Shao Han could speak, Song Yu pulled Zhen Qi to go out of the net; "Let's go back."

"I won't go back." Zhen Qi shook off Song Yu's hand and looked at Shao Han coldly. Song Yu also realized Zhen Qi's change, and then calmed down, looking at standing with Shao Han An Yuan.

"Didn't you say you would never see Jasmine again?" Zhenqi spoke slowly, trying her best not to sound so windy and trembling. Jasmine loved Shao Han so much before she was alive, and now that Han came to send her Zhenqi felt Jasmine knew about it, and she also closed her eyes.

"I didn't want to come, but I thought of you coming back, so I came, but I didn't expect that I would come sooner than you." Shao Han said slowly after putting out the cigarette in his hand.

"Then why did you come?" Zhen Qi looked at An Yuan and asked coldly. Jasmine didn't like An Yuan, and An Yuan didn't like Jasmine either. Zhen Qi really couldn't think of An Yuan's purpose for coming here.

"It's very simple." An Yuan looked at Zhenqi and smiled lightly, and then she leaned on Shao Han's body: "My dear is here, of course I have to follow, otherwise if he is caught by her ex What should I do if the woman seduces the man?"

Zhenqi trembled violently following An Yuan's words of "darling", seeing them cuddling together so intimately, Zhenqi's sadness instantly turned into a deep anger, Shao Han, how could you do this, Jasmine died You brought your girlfriend here with such fanfare, is it to show off?

"Go away." Zhen Qi looked at Shao Han coldly, and Shao Han got up and was about to walk out the door, but An Yuan suddenly stopped him.

An Yuan looked at Zhen Qi provocatively: "Why do we have to leave, if we want to leave, you should go too?"