Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu said that he would not let himself be hurt again, but Zhenqi felt that as long as Song Yu still had himself in his heart, he would not be hurt even if he passed through the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Song Yu also said that he wanted a girl who was as clumsy as Zhenqi to be around him.

Zhenqi supports Song Yu's request, but after thinking about it for a long time, Song Yu still decides that the timing is not good. After all, the woman in front of her can't even tell the difference between a condom and a balloon, let alone the current situation. It is very dangerous for Zhen Qi to have a child no matter who she is, in the end Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi's eager eyes and just gently kissed Zhen Qi's forehead: "Let's save the best for our wedding night .”

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu's stern face, curled her lips slightly, and said that he was the one who seduced herself, and he is the one who is now sitting still. What the hell is Song Yu thinking.

So Zhen Qi, who was rejected, could only lean on Song Yu's arm, hold his left palm and look at it carefully. Chihiro used to like to fiddle with these things, and Zhen Qi read a palmistry book from her, so she could say she understood a little bit.

Zhen Qi pressed back and forth on Song Yu's palm prints. The palm prints were clear and there were no messy branch lines. She pretended to understand and said, "Uncle, you have a clear and profound career line. I believe that all difficulties will be overcome. Yes, you will live long enough to have grandchildren. Look at your marriage line again, haha, you are very lucky, you are destined to have two wives, you will have two wives.”

Zhenqi giggled and said, I don't know where so much sentimentality came from, and the corners of her eyes were moist.

"Nonsense, I only have one wife in this life, and that is you. You fake fortune teller, keep talking nonsense, and I will punish you." Song Yu pinched Zhen Qi's ears, with a provocative smile on her clean face.

"Then what do you want - punish me?" Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu with a playful smile, but no matter how hard she tried to smile, the sadness in her heart still couldn't disappear.

"Huh?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows, and a very lethal evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Guess what I want."

"Uncle stop making trouble, I was wrong." Zhen Qi smiled, escaped from Song Yu's arms, wrapped her body in a thin quilt, and stood on the thick and soft carpet.

But when you got up together, Song Yu pulled him back into his arms. He hugged Zhenqi tightly, wanting to hold the most precious treasure, and gently rested his chin on Zhenqi's body. Song Yu opened his mouth slowly. : "Jenqi don't leave me. Stay with me well."

Song Yu with this appearance, maybe only Zhen Qi, a woman in the whole world, has seen that arrogant man who cherishes his words like gold outside and is serious in speech, but in private, he is so cute and innocent.

"Uncle, you are becoming more and more like a child, no, you are more hypocritical than a child, uncle, how can I be willing to leave you now." Zhen Qi kissed him lightly, then wrapped herself in the quilt and shrank back in his arms

"Then touch your nose." Song Yu rubbed the tip of his nose.

Touching the tips of the noses on the left and right, Song Yu patted Zhen Qi's head in satisfaction, and said, "I am the happiest now, Zhen Qi, do you know that during the few days when I didn't see you, Song Jiyao said that my whole body Is it abnormal?"

"Aren't you going tonight?" Zhen Qi was very moved when she heard Song Yu's words, because her lips were only a few millimeters away from his lips, and Zhen Qi's breath sprayed on Song Yu's face On the next day, Song Yu's heart throbbed.

"If you don't go, you won't be willing to take half a step." Song Yu gently embraced Zhen Qi.Then he took a deep breath.

Zhen Qi gently stroked Song Yu's face. Not only once did she imagine that she and Song Yu went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register for marriage, and invited their friends to hold a small wedding party. We lived in a small apartment and had no food or clothing. Worry, Li Hui is a healthy, ordinary and mediocre husband and wife, without titles and status, those titles make him feel heavy and cold outside.

"Zhen Qi, I'll pour you a glass of milk, and you can go to bed obediently after drinking it." Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi dotingly and said softly.

"Of order, uncle." Zhen Qi smiled happily, obediently curled up in the bed and smiled idiotically at Song Yu's tall and straight back.

Song Yu's mobile phone was placed on the bedside table. He didn't want anyone to disturb the hard-won time between him and Zhenqi, so he put it in silent mode, but now the light on the mobile phone screen is flickering, there is no ringtone, and it is also reminding that there is an incoming call .

Zhen Qi got up and picked up the phone, and saw that the caller was Mr. Wen. She didn't know if this was Mr. Wen Muya's father, or Wen Muya herself. Zhen Qi looked at the phone again in a daze, feeling a little scared at that moment , it was panic in the air, she was afraid that this call would immediately make Song Yu leave her.

However, Song Yu said that he would accompany him tonight and not go anywhere.

So Zhenqi took the mobile phone, walked to the living room, and said in a very embarrassed tone: "Uncle, you have a phone."

At this time, Song Yu was adding sugar to the milk with a spoon, when she heard Zhen Qi talking on the phone, she shook her head and said, "If you don't answer, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Boss Wen called." Zhenqi said in a low voice.

Song Yu gently let go of the spoon holding the spoon, but Zhen Qi saw anxiety and apology in his eyes.

Zhen Qi knew that Song Yu was telling herself that he was going to answer this call.

Zhenqi put the mobile phone very close to Song Yu's hand, turned and walked away, isn't she very bet, but now she is very sad, she doesn't know how to face Song Yu, to face the person who never Meet Wen Muya.

Zhen Qi who was sitting on the bed heard Song Yu's voice, he said, I hung up the phone, and then the door opened, and Song Yu walked in and put his hand on Zhen Qi's shoulder: "You can drink milk."

Zhen Qi sat on the dining table and gently turned the glass, Song Yu didn't say what Wen Muya was calling for, Zhen Qi knew that he was afraid of hurting herself.In fact, Zhen Qi wanted to tell him that she had long been used to the so-called harm in those ten dark days.

Jenny picked up the milk and took a sip.

"Zhenqi, between us, shouldn't we be more frank?" Song Yu wiped the milk on the corner of Zhenqi's mouth with a handkerchief.

Zhenqi took another big sip of milk, then looked at the half of the milk left in the glass and giggled: "Let me be honest, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Before you hear what I'm going to confess next, I have to reiterate to you again, I love you, you are the only woman I love, do you believe me?" Song Yu asked with a frown.

Zhenqi nodded firmly and said, "You are the person I am closest to in this world, and the person I trust the most."

Song Yu lowered his head, meditated, took a deep breath, looked up at Zhen Qi, and slowly said: "Zhen Qi, I have to get engaged to Wen Muya, just to be engaged, what Elder Wen means is that he is only willing to see me get engaged to her daughter with his own eyes. Take out Tianyu's shares and invest in Song Jing, yes, this engagement is a deal."