Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After leaving the terminal, Zhen Qi stood on the steps and easily saw Ms. Du Yueru who was very conspicuous in the crowd.

Probably because she was afraid that Zhenqi would not see her at a glance, Ms. Du Yueru was dressed very festively today. She was wearing a big red dress, shining like a little sun in the crowd.

Zhen Qi secretly wiped her sweat, then twisted her bag and walked towards the figure who kept looking around.

Perhaps because of the timidity of being close to the hometown, Zhenqi stopped in her mother's footsteps while the distance was 1, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, but she couldn't make a sound.

Du Yueru naturally also saw her daughter, and after taking another look at Zhen Qi, she just turned her head to another place, and calmly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the girl who hadn't seen him for several years lost weight, She was so beautiful, standing in front of her wearing a windbreaker and holding a branded bag, she could hardly believe that this was her daughter, that silly girl all day long.

Zhen Qi watched her Du Yueru turn her head to the other side, her heart tightened all of a sudden, could it be that her mother hadn't forgiven her yet, or she still didn't want to see her.Zhen Qi rushed forward and threw herself into Du Yueru's arms: "Mom, I was wrong, I won't make you angry anymore."

Seeing her holding her daughter, Du Yueru's heart twitched fiercely, and tears welled up in her eyes. , but she, who has always been strong, pushed her daughter away and glanced at Zhenqi with disgust; "Why are you crying, your mother is not dead yet."

Zhen Qi looked at Du Yueru who was waiting for her, at the extra wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and at the tenderness she couldn't hide, and laughed "Puff".

Du Yueru looked at her daughter who was still smiling foolishly, and stretched out her hand to poke Zhenqi Dafeng's forehead; "Little heartless, you can still laugh, I thought you would come back after I died."

Zhen Qi immediately took Du Yueru's hand and began to act coquettishly: "Good mother, I'm not coming back now. I'm not angry anymore."

Du Yueru gave Zhen Qi a white look: "It's something you bought for me."

The corners of Zhenqi's mouth twitched. Is this still her own mother? She was only thinking about her own things.

"It's in the suitcase at the back." Zhen Qi also rolled her eyes at her own mother, but in a blink of an eye, Zhen Qi rubbed against Du Yueru's body with a bright face: "Mom, your old friend is good, how about you?" Where is it hidden, call me out to see, I even bought him a gift." Zhen Qi squeezed Du Yueru and said winkingly.

Du Yueru gave Zhen Qi a hard look, and then poked Zhen Qi hard: "You are your stepfather." Then she looked back, "Isn't that here?"

Did Zhen Qi follow Du Yueru's gaze? Sure enough, a 50-year-old man in a black woolen coat was walking towards her. With the same demeanor, I have to say that Du Yueru has a good eye.

"Your stepfather's surname is Zhang. He is my colleague. His wife passed away the year before last. He has a son who is already married." Du Yueru briefly introduced her current husband to Zhen Qi, and seeing Zhen Qi's nympho Du Yueru ruthlessly Screwed her a bit.

"What are you doing, Mom?" Zhen Qi screamed as she clutched her twisted arm and looked at Du Yueru.

"Give me some peace later, don't embarrass me." Du Yueru said bitterly.

"I know." Zhen Qi rubbed her arm, and smiled as she watched the middle-aged man who was getting closer and closer to her.

"This is Zhen Qi." The middle-aged man looked at Zhen Qi and said to Du Yueru: "She is really a good-looking girl."

"Thank you, Zhang——Uncle Zhang." After Zhen Qi finished speaking, she looked at Du Yueru's froze face, and instantly realized that she had caused trouble. , although she doesn't hate the man in front of her, it doesn't mean she is already very close to him.

"Call Dad."

Sure enough, Du Yueru didn't understand herself at all. Zhen Qi felt that she should find a topic to divert this embarrassing situation. But looking at Du Yueru's wrinkled face, Zhen Qi felt that it was impossible to muddle through troubled waters now. .

"The child is not used to it yet." Fortunately, Uncle Zhang was reasonable and came forward to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Get used to it. She will never get used to pampering her like this." Du Yueru raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhen Qi with a look of trying to make things difficult for her. .”

Knowing that Zhen Qi called her unwillingly, the middle-aged man still agreed happily.

Looking at Zhang's father's joyful face, Zhenqi's heart trembled slightly. It turns out that a single address can make people so happy. If I had known, I would have called him Dad as soon as I opened my mouth. In fact, there is a father named not bad.

"What are you smirking at?" Du Yueru rolled her eyes at Zhen Qi: "Didn't you say you wanted to bring someone back, what about someone?"

Zhen Qi scratched her head and looked towards the exit. Song Yu, who was dragging two suitcases between them, was standing there waving at her.

"Did you see that. That's the handsome guy in the camel suit." Zhen Qi pointed to Song Yu who was walking towards her and said flauntingly to Du Yueru, "Isn't he handsome? Let me tell you, he is Song Jing's boss."

"What?" Du Yueru frowned fiercely when she heard the word Song Jing.

"I said he is the president of Song Jing, he is very rich."

"His name is Song Yu?" Du Yueru asked.

"You know him?" Zhen Qi looked at her mother, it turned out that Song Yu was not only a girl killer, but now she has been promoted to a teacher killer. Even Du Yueru knew it was not easy.

Du Yueru looked at Song Yu who was getting closer, looked at the sweetness in Zhen Qi's eyes, then looked at Zhang's father who kept blinking at her, and said slowly: "I saw it in some magazines. "

Zhen Qi, who was so focused on Song Yu, just let out a "hmm" and didn't notice her mother's expression.

Song Yu, who was pushing the suitcase, was already standing in front of Zhen Qi. After she tiptoed to straighten his tie, Zhen Qi stood in front of Du Yueru holding his hand: "This is my mother."

Song Yu looked at the middle-aged woman in red in front of Li, and felt a sense of familiarity. Song Yu soon remembered where he had seen this face before. Du Yueru nodded: "Auntie, hello, I'm Song Yu."

"My mother knows you." Zhen Qi said proudly, holding Song Yu's arm. He was immersed in joy all the time, but he never noticed that Song Yu's body froze slightly, and his mother's face that froze the smile.