Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu, who came rushing, looked at the journalists swarming in, and the elegant smile on his face gradually changed into a cold face following the more and more aggressive words of those reporters for two hours.

When the reporter brought up those three words in front of him—the third party, the consequences caused by these three words, it was the first time Zhenqi saw him since she knew him, and she became so angry.He was so angry like a mad lion.

He smashed the reporter's video camera and mobile phone, and punched the reporter who said the three words to the ground, clamped the reporter's arm with one hand, and said word by word: "You are the most Well, stay away from my wife."

"Get out of here—" he rebuked excitedly.

The reporters, who had never encountered such a situation, fled in a hurry, ignoring the mess of the camera equipment on the ground.Song Jiyao, who followed, stopped the car, jumped out of the car, ran over, and grabbed Song Yu, who was out of control: "Cousin, you can't do this, those reporters will write even more unsightly, we finally won it."

"Shut up! I don't need you to teach me what decisions to make, get out." He waved his hand away from Song Jiyao and said indifferently.

His hand was injured when he smashed the camera, and the blood flowed down the back of the palm.

He turned his face and looked at Zhenqi. Zhenqi felt that she would never forget that look, but such deep eyes made her feel so distressed that she couldn't speak.

He thought about what he said these days, there were too many, but she couldn't speak, but at this moment, she could only quietly look at the face whose anger had not subsided. The wind blew, and Zhenqi looked up. She glanced at the sprouting sycamore tree, and then heard Song Yu say to her.

"Fool, come into my arms and let me hug you."

Song Yu's voice was deep and hoarse, and he opened his arms. The injured hand was bleeding a lot.

All the dignity and all the sadness disappeared at that moment, and Zhenqi cried like that without any image, and got into his arms.

Song Yu hugged Zhen Qi who was sobbing in her arms tightly, and gently kissed the still pale cheeks, forehead, and the corners of her lips.

Zhen Qi held his injured hand tightly, choking with distress: "Uncle, you are injured and bleeding. Let's go to the hospital, okay?"

"Fool, I see that you are afraid of becoming like this. I'm fine." Song Yu squinted his eyes and smiled, squeezed his thin chin, and said with a heartache; "I really lost weight this time. I'm sorry Zhenqi, I'm late. gone."

Zhenqi raised her head in his arms, and the spring sun fell on his face. This was the first time I looked at him so closely these days. Looking at his haggard but still handsome face, Zhenqi put Song Yu covered her face with her hand, the gentle feeling was like dreaming.

"Let me bandage it for you." Zhen Qi took out the handkerchief from her pocket, Song Yu looked at the clean and tidy handkerchief and raised her lips lightly. Like himself, he still carries a handkerchief with him.

Zhen Qi carefully wrapped a knot around Song Yu's palm, but inadvertently, she saw that there was still an old injury on his wrist. "You, too, are full of scars. I didn't see you today, so your whole body is covered with wounds."

Song Yu gently softened Zhenqi's hair, took me into his arms with strong arms, took a deep breath and said: "It's been a long time since I hugged my idiot like this, you fool still say me, don't you also have injuries all over your body? .”

Zhen Qi's heart suddenly shrank, she knew that Song Yu had seen through her heart, and was full of scars. He understood her pain better than anyone else, and when he saw that he was in trouble, he didn't care about his identity, and he didn't worry about it. Come to protect himself, he never put himself down, but why did Wen Muya appear? Thinking of that noble woman, Zhen Qi's heart was pulled hard.

"Get in the car and leave this park. The reporter may still be hiding not far away." Song Yu walked towards his car with a pale Zhen Qi in his arms.

The moment she got into the car again, Zhenqi noticed carefully that the left side of the front of the black car he parked was scratched.

"What's wrong with the car, where did it hit?" Zhenqi asked Song Yu anxiously, and quickly touched his arms and waist, for fear that he might be in a car accident, where did he hit? Come on, the brakes are so fast, if you keep doing this, let Song Jiyao drive in the future, although he is not very reliable, but at present, he makes me feel more secure."

"Drinking a little wine the night before yesterday, I was distracted while driving, and I couldn't avoid it and hit the guardrail. So." Song Yu said flatly, "So you can't drink while learning to drive."

In fact, Song Yu still lied to him. That day, when he was going to meet Zhenqi to get rid of the reporters behind him, the car was too fast and hit the stone pier, but it was only a 3-minute drive from his home. With his bleeding arm, Song Yu still left.

He didn't want Zhenqi to worry, he had hurt her enough, and he couldn't torture her endlessly like that.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu who was sitting next to her with red eyes, and gently sucked her nose.These days, she also thought a lot, no matter whether Song Yu is engaged or will marry that woman, he will be with him, she doesn't care even if it is a shady identity.

In those ten dark days, Zhenqi cried so much because of Song Yu and Wen Muya's matter. At that time, she thought this was the saddest thing in the world, but today she saw Song Yu's injured arm and Zhenqi understood What made her worry, fear, and suffer was not Song Yu's departure, but seeing that he had a bad life and that he was hurt.

"Then you still keep teaching me, and you set an example. The next time we meet, if I see you hurt again, I won't let you hug me." Zhen Qi tried her best to suppress her emotions, and said to Song Yu with a smile.

However, Zhen Qi knows better than anyone else that the next time we meet is uncertain. This time we met, when will the next time be? Zhen Qi sat in the back seat, staring at Song Yu who was driving, And the wedding ring he wore on the hand holding the steering wheel.

Zhenqi lowered her head and looked at the diamond ring on her finger. The diamonds on it were shining brightly. The promised forever, Zhenqi's tears fell on the diamond ring.

"Designed by Italian masters, with eternal love, only 99 pairs are sold every year. Uncle, you really put a lot of thought into this wedding."

The car drove slowly, and Song Jiyao's car followed behind, but Zhen Qi looked at the diamond ring on Song Yu's hand and smiled hard. Such a grand wedding was blessed by all, but it was a pity that the bride was not her. Zhen Qi leaned her head on the car On the window, and then against the dim lights outside the car window, she shed tears.

Song Yu's grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Why didn't you ask me, why didn't I call you, and didn't come to see you."

"Didn't you come, the answer is not important, uncle, I don't need you to explain too much, what you have done and paid for me, I think, not one or two misunderstandings can make me doubt you, and, whenever When I hear your voice or see you, I can dispel all the haze and suspicion that have hovered in my heart for countless times. You stand there, and I will understand." Zhenqi gently wiped the tears on her face, She said this because she didn't want to make each other feel bad. He didn't misunderstand because she had already prepared the worst plan in her heart.

However, Song Yu, who didn't notice Zhen Qi's emotional changes, laughed, and said with a clear smile: "My woman, sit still, I need to get rid of the cars behind."

"How many cars?" Zhen Qi looked out of the window in amazement, and she saw the clues. The cars behind were closely following their car.

"Who are they and why are they following us? That Honda is Ji Dong's car, what about the rest?" Zhen Qi kept looking back.

"Shao Han's private detective, An Yuan's father's men, and the cars of the two media." He said with certainty.

They just met, but attracted so many stalkers. Zhenqi suddenly understood why Song Yu hadn't come to find her or call her. It turned out that he was followed by so many people every day. What he was worried about was that Get yourself on fire.

"So, you haven't seen me for a long time, is that so?" Zhen Qi stared at his back, his side face, the clear lines made Zhen Qi momentarily dazed.

Song Yu's familiar aura lingered in the small space inside the car. Zhen Qi suddenly felt that if the car kept going, would there be an end? OK.

"I know that those reporters are following me, but I still want to come to see you. I drove past the park and saw you walking into the park. I planned to make a detour to get rid of the reporters and come back, but those reporters recognized you. Zhenqi thought I Seeing them surround you, you deal with them so weakly and hopelessly, I can't control my hidden emotions." Song Yu said, his tone was full of annoyance and guilt.

Song Yu didn't come to her for a long time because there were a group of people watching behind his every move. He wanted to protect Zhenqi. When he couldn't help but come to see her, he attracted a lot of reporters. He didn't care about those reporters. What effect does the scribbling have on him? What he is afraid of is that those remarks will hurt Zhenqi.

"Uncle, I thought you didn't want me." The corners of Zhenqi's eyes began to moisten, but Xier Tian's persistence was worth it, because this man has his own in his heart, and it is so important.

"Zhenqi promised me to get rid of such thoughts from my mind forever. The situation is really troublesome now, and I need time to solve them one by one. How can I not be as good as I want, but I hope I am worthy of you..." Song Yu spoke slowly , the low hoarse voice revealed his exhaustion.

How can I be as good as you want, but I hope that you will not be ashamed of you.His words made Zhenqi firm. Every choice he made had his reasons. All she could do was trust and wait silently. No matter what the result was, she would gladly accept it. .