Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Since Song Yu's cell phone was turned off, Song Jiyao was the only one who knew what was going on around him.

After Zhenqi dialed the number, Song Jiyao's call was connected smoothly.

"Hi, Song Jiyao, I'm Lu Zhenqi, Song Yu's phone is turned off, is he by your side?" Zhenqi asked knowingly, but she still spoke incoherently because she was sad.

Fortunately, Song Jiyao didn't hear Zhenqi's abnormality because of the ice noodles.

"Oh cousin, has his phone turned off? Then he might be busy at the company, so he didn't notice that the phone was out of battery. Don't worry." Song Jiyao didn't hear Zhen Qi's abnormality, but Zhen Qi heard Song Jiyao's prevarication to her .

Sure enough, Song Yu arranged everything today so perfectly, facing Song Jiyao's reply, Zhen Qi had no choice but to say: "Then if you meet him, tell him to call me back, and also, tell him to pay attention to his health." , don't work too late."

After finishing speaking, Jane hung up the phone.Looking at the pitch-black screen, Zhenqi suddenly felt as if when a simple person like Song Jiyao learned to lie, it was really ironic.

Just when Zhen Qi was in a daze, her phone vibrated, and Zhen Qi saw that it was a text message sent to her by Luo Luo—"After Wen Lao's birthday party, Song Yu held a press conference at the hotel where the birthday party was held "

This time Luoluo did not emphasize that she must go, but after talking on the phone with Song Jiyao, Zhenqi felt that she was going this time, not to cause trouble, nor to cry, but just to look at Song Yu from a distance and see how he would answer .

When Zhenqi came to Luoluo to stay at the hotel, the waiter at the door told me that only journalists and high-class people could attend the press conference.

So Zhenqi could only carry a white bag and stand awkwardly at the entrance of the hotel, high society, these four words once again drove her into the vortex, just coming to the press conference to see him from a distance, is it okay?

"She is a distinguished guest I invited." Just when Jane was about to cry in sadness, a deep male voice suddenly came from behind.

She came here quietly, even Luo Luo didn't know, so Zhen Qi couldn't help being startled when she looked at Liu Ziye.

Liu Ziye shook the invitation letter in his hand towards Zhen Qi who was a little sluggish, turned his face sideways, and gestured to Zhen Qi, asking her to take his arm and go in.

Zhenqi, who came back to her senses, held his arm, and the wedge-heeled shoes under her feet stepped on the thick brown carpet, as soft as clouds.

Zhen Qi squinted at Liu Ziye, and suddenly felt that Song Yu was holding her arm.

Zhen Qi is wearing a white coat, with loose long hair and light purple eye shadow. Although it looks very casual, it has been arranged by Zhen Qi for a long time. He wants to see Song Yu beautifully, even if Song Yu sees it If you don't see yourself, women will look like someone who pleases you, and this will never happen at any time.

Zhenqi stood in the elevator, waiting back and forth for several girls who were rushing here, even though she was in a bad mood, she still smiled at the doctor who helped her, and said, "Thank you for bringing me in, you know , I have no other intentions, I just want to see him, I miss him very much, between me and him, it seems that we see each other and lose one side."

When the elevator door closed, Liu Ziye shrugged and said, "Not necessarily, I think he has a choice in his heart, and no one can control his discretion, but don't worry, I welcome you to come with me at any time."

"Don't be poor with me." Zhenqi stopped him.

The girl standing in front of Zhenqi in the elevator seemed to have known each other, so Zhenqi wondered for a long time, and finally remembered that this girl was the girl from that supermarket. At that time, she said how she was infatuated with Song Yu, but she hadn't thought that she really Went to Song Jinglai to work.

"Hey, Lin Qian, remember to refill Mr. Song's cup with tea later, don't patronize nymphomaniacs, this opportunity is rare." A girl in Tong's work suit elbowed the girl in front of Zhenqi.

She turned around and smiled, and the nameplate on her chest told Zhenqi that her name was Lin Qian.

"No, no, I have to go to the bathroom first. As soon as I saw Mr. Song, I had difficulty breathing, nervous, and dizzy. How do you see my blue contact lenses today? Are they beautiful?" Lin Qian said a little He exaggeratedly asked the girl next to him.

"It's so beautiful, when you go on stage to refill Mr. Song's tea, you must discharge it hard."

Listening to the conversation between the two girls, Zhen Qi just smiled. How could they know that Song Yu attended the event and never drank the tea in the cup outside. teacup.

Just then the elevator door opened, Liu Ziye took Zhen Qi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't let go of my hand, follow me."

Following Liu Ziye into the venue, there were rows of reporters with all kinds of photographic equipment as far as the eye could see. On the tables on the stage stood the identity cards of the people attending the reception. Zhen Qi saw the one in the middle at a glance: Song Yu.Next to it, there is: Wen Muya.

The names of the two of them were placed so close together that Zhenqi was envious.

However, no matter how envious Zhen Qi is, she also understands that she can only stand at the back of several rows of journalists and watch from a distance. This is the distance between her and Song Yu.

The reporters in the audience were whispering about how to write the next press release. Song Jing, who was about to go bankrupt in the eyes of everyone, suddenly came back to life overnight. , platform advertising light boxes, TV commercials, doing public welfare activities, laundering the negative reports of tax evasion and lack of funds.

"Song Jing Group and Tianyu Group have joined forces and married each other. This time, I don't think it will take long for Song Jing to recover. At that time, the money will be made." A reporter from the Commercial Daily said.

"That's natural. Don't look at the strength of the Tianyu Group. I used to admire Mr. Song very much. I thought he was different from other rich and young. He was low-temperature and silent, and he didn't smell like money. I didn't expect him to marry Wen Mu to keep his status. Ya, I heard that he has a crush on a girl, but the girl's family background is very ordinary." A reporter from a women's magazine said.

Sure enough, the angles are different, and everyone's position is also different.

Fortunately, Zhenqi had prepared early. Wearing a cartoon McDull mask, no one would recognize her as Song Yu's former woman Lu Zhenqi. Of course, no one would have thought that she would have the courage to stand here and look at her beloved The man sat with Wen Muya.

Suddenly the meeting place became quiet, and the host who presided over the press conference was a famous male TV anchor.

Song Yu strode onto the stage, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and shiny leather shoes. He sat down, nodded slightly and smiled, fascinated by a group of female reporters. Zhenqi still wore their promise ring, and he habitually touched the ring on his ring finger , there was no longer a smile on his face, his expression was serious, until Wen Muya was sitting beside him in a long white dress, he glanced at Wen Muya, squinted and smiled.

His tie was the one Jane had picked out for him.

She remembered that Song Yu had always disliked it and never brought it with him, but today he brought it with him to hold the reception that would determine the fate of the three of them.