Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Jasmine's funeral was very simple, so simple that only she, Song Yu, and Song Jiyao attended the funeral. There were still less than ten profiteers working in the huge funeral parlor, which made it even more deserted.

Jasmine loves the most lively places, as long as it is a lively place, he will try his best to go inside, but his funeral seems so lonely.

Before Jasmine was buried in the coffin, Zhen Qi specifically asked the mortician to dress Jasmine beautifully, because Jasmine cared most about her face when she was alive, and Zhen Qi didn't want her to be in a mess after death.

Everything was arranged. Zhen Qibian asked Song Yu to find a way to find Jasmine's family. He remembered that Jasmine's hometown was in a remote fishing village. Although her parents had passed away, Jasmine still had a grandmother and uncle.

The tree is thousands of feet tall, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. Since Jasmine still has relatives and a hometown, it is impossible for Zhenqi to bury her in Binhai, the city that took his life. No matter what, Zhenqi must send Jasmine back. Back to where she was born.

So after handing over all the company's matters, Song Yu accompanied Zhen Qi, took Jasmine's turtle jade and ruined the tree, and returned to her hometown of Dafeng.

Although the small fishing village is remote, it is still by the sea, so Song Yu planned to drive there, so that he could take better care of Zhenqi and let her relax.

Zhenqi didn't say a word along the way, she just quietly held Jasmine's ashes and looked at the unknown front quietly.

This kind of silence lasted until Song Yu answered a phone call.

Although Song Yu couldn't see anything on the surface, Zhenqi could hear his gorgeous surprise. It must be the company's business. Zhenqi felt that she had once again implicated Song Yu.

"I heard from Jasmine before that there is a station not far from here, and there is a bus to her hometown there. You can just drop me there, and I will go to his house by car." Zhenqi said slowly.

Song Yu just put his hand on Zhen Qi's cold palm, smiled slightly, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Why would I let you go alone, remember I promised you, I will not leave you alone Yes, so I will always be with you."

Did Zhen Qi hold Song Yu's hand tightly? Song Yu said before that he would buy himself a "king machine" but he never kept it. In the past, Song Yu always taught himself the secrets of the frog game, but Knowing that she didn't even dissect the game of frogs now, Zhen Qi once thought that Song Yu's credit was lower than Song Jiyao's, which could be ignored directly, but now Zhen Qi felt that Song Yu was so trustworthy.It's just that even if he doesn't mention Zhen Qi now, he knows that his heart may have flown to Song Jing, that bustling building.

"The company's affairs can't be trifled with. Many people rely on you to support them." Even though she didn't want Song Yu to leave, Zhen Qi couldn't help but say that Song Jing was Song Yu's pride and hard work, and she had already caused him to lose one. For a huge project, if something happened to Song Jing because of her, she would not forgive herself unless others said she was a scourge.

"When did you become so sensible?" Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi and smiled slightly. I don't know why as long as he is with Zhen Qi, he loves to smile very much. With a serious look, Song Yu began to comfort her again: "Don't think about it, the company is fine, but Song Jiyao asked me when I would arrive."

This is a very lame lie, but in the face of such a lie, Zhenqi wanted to stuff a piece of iron in her heart. She was very heavy but didn't know how to say it. It starts to turn white.

"Not feeling well?" Seeing Zhen Qi struggling, Song Yu quickly stopped the car.Asked anxiously, then reached out and stroked Zhenqi's back gently.

"Recently, your teacher has a chest pain. After this matter is over, I will take you to the hospital for a good look."

Zhen Qi waved her hand to reject Song Yu's request, and waited until the depression in her heart was reduced a lot before slowly speaking: "I'm fine. Maybe it's because I've been in the car all day, and my body can't take it anymore."

Song Yu opened the car window to let in the cold air from outside. The cold winter wind blowing towards the sea brought a fishy smell, and Zhen Qi couldn't help shivering.

Song Yu hurriedly put his coat on Zhen Qi's body, and then closed the car window next to Zhen Qi, leaving only the window next to him: "I'll drive slowly, you It might be better to blow dry."

Zhen Qi tightly pulled on the clothes that still lingered on Song Yu's fragrance, feeling warm in her heart, she was really lucky to meet Song Yu after going through so much, smelling Song Yu's clothes Zhenqi slowly closed her eyes from the fragrance on her face. This smell was what he smelled when he met Song Yu for the first time. It was very similar to Shao Han's. When Song Yu was in love, I fell in love with him. To be precise, I fell in love with its taste. It's just that Song Yu, who has the same taste as Shao Han, will one day become like him, a stranger I don't know .

If there was a day, it would be really terrible. Zhenqi opened her eyes in panic. Song Yu was looking at the car quietly, and white gas kept exhaling from her straight nose. I remember Zhenqi read such a book a long time ago. , The book said that men with high noses are in love, how could Song Yu, who is so in love, change his mind, how could her uncle be that kind of hypocrite hypocrite, Zhen Qi felt that she really thought too much this time.

After spending the night in a daze like this, when Song Yu woke up again, Song Yu told her that she was going to the fishing village soon.

Soon to be the place where Jasmine grew up, Zhen Qi hugged the urn tightly in her arms, looking at the desolate surroundings, Zhen Qi felt sour with hatred.

The road to the fishing village was already impassable by car, so Song Yu had no choice but to get out of the car, supported Zhen Qi, and walked towards the small village in front of him.

Song Jiyao had told Jasmine's uncle before that they would come today, so the simple and honest rural man who had just arrived in the village greeted him. As a result, Uncle Jasmine showed a trace of sadness on the urn in Zhenqi's hand, and he told Zhenqi Jasmine's grandmother didn't know about it until now, and he didn't know how to tell that old man who was looking forward to his granddaughter's return all day long.

"I'm getting older, so I don't know if I can accept this bad news." Finally, Uncle Jasmine said helplessly.

Such helplessness made Zhenqi feel sad, but she couldn't shed tears no matter what.

Finally they arrived at Jasmine's grandmother's house. The white-haired old man was weaving fishing nets in the yard. Looking at the photo of Jasmine on the urn, the old man's orange-peeled face instantly turned gray. After a long time, the old man slowly opened his mouth: "I knew something was wrong with Meimei. I dreamed last night that she said she was leaving, she was leaving."

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