Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

In the days when Song Yu was not used to it, Zhen Qi missed him very much, and her thoughts grew wildly, tormenting her all the time.

She wanted to call Song Yu, but when she picked up the phone, she thought of Wen Muya, that beautiful girl. Song Yu hadn't contacted her for almost a week. Ah Chun was not even allowed to buy newspapers on her face. She was afraid that once she saw the heaven-sent relationship between Song Yu and Wen Muya, she would be overwhelmed. Zhen Qi only said that she had to get used to the life without Song Yu, but she hadn't gotten used to him being with other people. women together day.

These days, Zhenqi feels that she has returned to the time when she lived alone in the Song family villa. At that time, she was exactly the same as her current self. She hid in her own world like an ostrich, licking those scars, haha. I grew up, but after turning around, I still returned to the beginning.

Chihiro is right, in the world of love, if you want to grow up, you have to stop loving.

Zhen Qi felt that it was impossible not to love her anymore. She might go to her grave with her love for Song Yu until the end of her life.

Speaking of death, it's not that Zhen Qi hasn't thought about you, but Du Yueru called when she was returning to practice for her own ideas.

That day, Ms. Du kept crying on the phone, talking about the TV rumor about Song Yu's engagement. Zhenqi listened to Ms. Du's complaints about Song Yu, but she felt mixed feelings in her heart. Ms. Du was like this when she lost her love. Crazy, if something happened to me, wouldn't Ms. Du want to kill Suantang Yu and then kill herself.

Although the plot is a bit exaggerated, Zhenqi knows that Ms. Du and herself have lived together for more than ten years. Once the blood is thicker than water, once the family relationship is lost, Ms. Du's life will be desperate and sad.

Ms. Du has worked hard for most of her life, and she finally met a good man like Dad Zhang, and lived a comfortable life for a few days. Not only did she not fulfill her filial piety when she was born as a daughter, but she should be given to a white-haired man by a white-haired man. , so Zhenqi found a way to live in Ms. Du's cries, even if not for herself and for her, she should live well.

"Mom, don't keep listening to those entertainment and gossips." Zhenqi pretended to be cynical: "Uncle's company is in a bit of financial crisis, so in order to stimulate economic growth, it creates some gossip and gossip. It's a very normal thing, the entertainment circle thinks it's hype, you don't even understand this after watching TV for so many years."

"But the quarrel is too real, the press conference is already open."

Ms. Du is a teacher of the people, and her IQ is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. Faced with such a sharp question, Zhenqi was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed: "The hype is both true and false. You also read Uncle Midway and left , this is the best proof."

Such a seamless excuse naturally succeeded in fooling Ms. Du, but after Zhenqi hung up the phone, her face was full of tears. Song Yu, you are a complete fool, and if you are like this, you have to lie for yourself, Zhenqi silently Counting down.

In Zhenqi's darkest days, not only Ms. Du, but also Luo Luo called, but Luo Luo was not as easy to fool as Ms. Du, and Zhenqi didn't intend to fool her.

"What's the matter with you and Song Yu, you won't really be his lover, will you?"

Luo Luo's question was very sharp, and Zhen Qi's answer was also very straightforward: "No, I haven't contacted him for a long time."

No more contact, Zhen Qi hung up Luo Luo's phone and glanced at the desk calendar on the table - April [-]th.

It's great that there are only ten short days left before Song Yu's engagement.

After Zhenqi and Ah Chun had dinner together in the evening,

Jenny began to stuff the bunch of lilies that had bloomed.

Just when she was about to finish, Zhen Qi's cell phone rang. Even though a series of numbers were displayed on the screen, Zhen Qi still knew that it was Song Yu's call.

Because she was afraid that she couldn't help calling Song Yu, Zhen Qi deleted his number, but Zhen Qi knew that it was useless. Song Yu's phone number had long been remembered in her heart. The text messages sent are the evidence.

Looking at the phone, Zhen Qi wanted to answer it after counting ten times in her heart, but she was afraid that Song Yu would hang up the phone after ten times, so Zhen Qi picked up the phone urgently when she counted to five.

"Zhen Qi——" Song Yu's voice came to Zhen Qi's ears through electromagnetic waves. It was low and tired, but it was so close, so familiar, as if he was by her side.

"Uncle——" Zhen Qi whispered this softly. Zhen Qi really wanted to ask Song Yu why he didn't contact her, and even wanted to tell him coldly not to disturb her anymore, but the moment she heard Song Yu's voice, Zhen Qi She has no more thoughts, she just wants to hear his voice, just listen to it.

"Zhenqi." Listening to the choked voice on the phone, Song Yu's heart trembled violently. The reason why he didn't contact her these days was because of her safety, but now Song Yu couldn't bear it anymore. In the days without her, he was thinking of her. If this goes on, he will go crazy before he dies.

"Uncle, I miss you, but I can't see you." Zhenqi cried.

"I miss you too, but I'm still working overtime and I can't come to see you immediately, Zhenqi, I promise to see you tomorrow, I can't bear you," Song Yu said.

After a few minutes on the phone, Zhenqi laughed and cried, and before she hung up the phone, she finally confessed to Song Yu that she shouldn't have swiped his card in a fit of anger, bought a bunch of clothes, and this 20-odd emerald bracelet

"If you treat me to a bunch of skewers, that's my treat for you." Song Yu, who was in a better mood, was very generous. Song Yu gave Zhen Qi a soft and sweet kiss on the phone.

"It's called Chuan Chuan Xiang, not a bunch of strings." Zhen Qi corrected, and then kissed Song Yu back, "Uncle, I will make specimens after I die."

"It's useless to be messed with all day long. You should read the book. I'll check your homework tomorrow." Song Yu said dotingly.

See, Zhen Qi is like this. As long as she doesn't mention that sensitive topic, there will be no conflicts between her and Song Yu. It's tacit, and they don't talk about those things. Song Yu instructed Zhen Qi as usual, and Zhen Qi agreed meekly. .

After hanging up Song Yu's call, Zhen Qi looked at the bouquet of revived flowers and smiled sweetly. She thought that the days were peaceful, and she knew that as long as she tried not to see each other again, she would heal herself and ease her emotions. Everything that should come has come, and what needs to be accepted has to be faced.

Early the next morning, when Jane was still asleep, she heard the doorbell ring.

Song Yu said that she would come to see her today, but Zhenqi didn't expect how early it would be.So Zhenqi, in her pajamas, told Ah Chun, who was grinding soy milk in the kitchen, to prepare an extra serving. Song Yu must have not eaten when she came so early. Although she usually drank milk, the soy milk made by Ah Chun was very delicious. Yu should like it.