Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Luo Luo kept complaining about Song Yu on the phone, and Zhen Qi was terrified when she heard that.What was even more irritating was that dead girl Luo Luo, who had no idea that her situation was already very dangerous, and kept asking Zhen Qi whether she was right or not.

In your second uncle, Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu in embarrassment, and just about to speak, Song Yuque snatched the phone.

Seeing Song Yu's roar of anger, Zhen Qi shrank her neck slightly, and Luo Luo asked, "I helped you get here."

Luo Luo, who didn't know where he was, was still there, constantly listing Song Yu's shortcomings, including the time of the last ktv.

"Zhenqi, you said that your uncle has a straight face all day long, like someone who owed someone money and died. Do you think he pretends to be tired like this?"

Zhenqi knows that she owes Song Yu a lot of money, but she doesn't know if he is tired or not, but Zhenqi knows that Luo Luo will be very tired next time, because a turtle like Song Yu is very vengeful.

Sure enough, before Luo Luo shut up, Song Yu said slowly, "Now I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, where are you?"

The other end of the phone was quiet for a long time, and just when Zhen Qi thought that Luo Luo had hung up the phone in fright, there was a laughing voice from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Song is still here, okay?"

Song Yu's face immediately darkened by eight degrees, and Zhen Qi took a light breath. She was indeed a fighter among female men, so she was right.

But before Zhen Qi could say the endless words of admiration, Song Yu's cold voice came from next to her ear: "You better not make me ask it a second time."

So handsome, so cool, Song Yu, who is so arrogant, is showing his arrogance in all directions.Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu in a nympho.

Sure enough, Luo Luo, who had been out of tune all this time, completely surrendered under such arrogance, and soon reported the name of a hotel. After listening to Song Yu, he said the name of a coffee shop without thinking. And he reminded Luo Luo very friendly not to be late, he went and left immediately if he saw no one.

When Zhen Qi heard the name of the shop reported by Song Yu, she just thought it was very familiar. It was not until she was about to go to which shop that Zhen Qi remembered that this shop was the place where they met for the first time when Liu Ziye returned to China last time. And Luo Luo's hotel is across the street.

"No wonder it's so familiar." Zhen Qi muttered softly, but Song Yu overheard her. |

"What's so familiar." Song Yu held the steering wheel.Leave Zhenqi with a side that reverses all sentient beings, but after getting along for so long, Zhenqi is not aesthetically tired, but Zhenqi has long been immune to Song Yu's evil face, so this time Zhenqi answered very fluently: " Uncle, the shop you mentioned is the one you got when you saw Liu Ziye last time." |

"You only know now?" So she gave Zhen Qi a disgusted look.

Zhen Qi sniffed her nose lightly. Do you know it’s embarrassing now? I’m not a map, so it’s impossible to know everything. However, Zhen Qi’s attention was quickly shifted to Liu Ziye, so he went on a trip. I won't be coming back for a while.

He is really a strange person, thinking about what Liu Ziye said that day, Zhen Qi pouted lightly, although Liu Ziye made her feel very frivolous, but Zhen Qi knew that what he said must be very important, At least it was very important to me and Song Yu.

Just when Zhen Qi was thinking about whether to tell Song Yu what Liu Ziye said to her that day, the car stopped listening.

"Here we are." Song Yu said after unfastening Zhen Qi's seat belt.

Zhen Qi looked at the renovated shop, took a deep breath, and let it go, Song Yu has enough things now.

As soon as she entered the store, Zhen Qi saw Luo Luo sitting in a very eye-catching position. Maybe because she offended Song Yu, Luo Luo immediately blocked herself with the menu of the restaurant when she saw Song Yu.

There was a sly gleam in Zhenqi's eyes, and she stepped forward to take down Luoluo's menu; "We are here." Zhenqi sat opposite Luoluo, and deliberately said the word "we" very emphatically.

Luo Luo saw Song Yu sitting next to Zhen Qi with a stern face, and waved timidly: "Hi, Mr. Song."

Song Yu gave her a cold look, but didn't speak.

Seeing Luo Luo's timid behavior, Zhen Qi suddenly understood that she was not the only one who was afraid of Song Yu.

"Uncle, can I take Luo Luo to our home?" The atmosphere was too depressing, so Zhen Qi decided to open the topic first.

"No." Song Yu answered simply.

"Why?" Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu very puzzled: "Luo Luo is my sister, she only lives for a few days, and goes to school when school starts."

"I said no." Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi's dark eyes and paused before explaining: "Those reporters will follow him to find you, and then you, her, and I will be in trouble." |

"Then what should I do, I can't leave Luo Luo alone." Zhen Qi whispered, now Luo Luo can only rely on herself, and she must help her.

"Let's stay in a hotel." Song Yu said helplessly: "If you don't worry about other hotels, let her stay in a hotel under our company."

The hotels under Song Jing's banner are all five-star, and the security environment is very good. Zhenqi knows that Song Yu's words are very reasonable.With Luo Luo not objecting, Song Yu changed his car and took them to the hotel.

After Lolo settled down, Song Yu had to go to the company for an urgent matter, and Zhenqi happened to accompany Luoluo to buy some girls' things.

So after Song Yu drove them to the shopping mall, he told Zhen Qi several times, and after giving her sunglasses to wear, he reluctantly left.

Shopping for women is very troublesome, it doesn't matter if it's a woman or not, Song Yu When Zhen Qi accompanied Luo Luo to buy the things she needed, Zhen Qi had only half life left.

After dragging half her life, Zhenqi took a taxi home again.

As soon as she got home, she saw Ah Chun making dumplings. Zhenqi said hello, and then made a dumpling with itchy hands. Ah Chun looked at the dumplings she made: "Ma'am, this way of making dumplings is really novel."

Zhenqi looked at her eye-catching dumpling and smiled, "Is it novel? I learned this kind of bun from Ms. Du, isn't it correct?"

"Zhenqi, come in." Song Yu stood at the door of the bedroom and said to Zhenqi who was in a trance while facing the dumplings.

"Go madam, Mr. Song changed his mind when he came back and said that he would give you English tutoring. The books are all gone out and bought." Ah Chun said empathetically, and then smiled enviously.

English tutoring, all the books are bought!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Zhen Qi came to the room slowly, Song Yu sat on the computer chair with a cold face, his right hand was placed on his lap, and his left hand was casually placed on the armrest of the chair. Now Song Jin was obviously wearing simple short-sleeved trousers, but Zhenqi still thinks that he is still the bossy president who is wearing a serious suit and sitting in the office.

As soon as this thought came out, Zhen Qi's feet became weak again instinctively, and she stood awkwardly in front of Song Yu, waiting to be dealt with.

As a result, Song Yu ignored her at all, twisted the swivel chair, and turned his back to her.

Song Yu called out tremblingly, "Uncle..."

Song Yu still ignored her.

Zhenqi called again: "Uncle..."

Song Yu pointed to a stool next to her, motioning for her to sit down.

When Zhen Qi was debating whether to say "Thank you, Lord Long En", Song Yu turned to her eyes with a "whoosh", Zhen Qi didn't dare to look directly at Long Yan, and quickly lowered her head.

"Raise your head." Song Yu's cold voice came from above his head.

Zhen Qi raised her head, then turned her face away slightly, out of selfishness, she met Song Yu's eyes with the left side of her face that she thought looked better, her heart was beating happily.

"Is your neck crooked?" Song Yu asked again.

Zhen Qi shook her head in frustration, and then looked directly at Song Yu's pretty face. Didn't she come back two hours later than his stipulated time?

Song Yu turned around, and quietly took out a test paper from the "Oxford English Test Level 17". The score of [-] on it made Zhen Qi crane her neck curiously, and then found that this test paper belonged to her.

The simulated test papers for CET-17, except for the multiple-choice questions and the judgment questions, are all blank. No, the composition is written, but if you look closely, the English is actually Hanyu Pinyin.So the 2 points are basically the scores of the multiple-choice questions and the judgment questions. Zhao Zhenqi looked at her test paper, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Uncle, I improved by [-] points compared to last time..."

However, Song Yu did not praise her 2-point improvement, but made another round of cynicism: "Lu Zhenqi, think about it yourself, which school would want you with your grades."

Zhenqi lowered her head in shame, "Isn't there something I want now? I have the notice."

The corner of Song Yu's mouth twitched violently, it's very good, it's fine if you don't go home on time, and now you have learned to quibble.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu's face and shivered instinctively, but when she thought about the TV commercials she had seen until today, a trace of excitement flashed across her face, she raised her head to look at Song Yu, her bright eyes flashed with anticipation : "What do you think of New Oriental Cooking School?"

Song Yu's mouth trembled slightly.

"There is one more..." Zhenqi thought of another one, "Peking University Jade Bird, the first choice of computer school for vocational and technical schools, also provides assignment work, the tuition fee is only 9999... What do you think?"

Song Yu raised the end of his eyes slightly, and then threw the "Oxford English" on the desk to her: "Do ten pages every day, and I will check."

Zhen Qi held the book Song Yu threw to her, and almost cried: "Uncle, I am a college student now, and I have dignity. Can you treat me like this?"

Song Yu obviously didn't want to talk to her anymore, and he didn't want to discuss the profound topic of dignity with her, "Lu Zhenqi, if you don't work hard, you won't be able to read New Oriental, hey——"

Zhenqi was incompetent to refute, so she could only hold the book and said softly: "Then... then... I'll go to Beida Jade Bird, there is always one that suits me."

Song Yu gave Zhenqi a cold look; "Lu Zhenqi, if you don't work hard now, what will you do to stand with me in the future?"

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhen Qi was still lying on the desk fighting against the "Oxford English". She turned to the last page, and Song Yu had already torn up the answers behind.