Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After Luo Luo finished coding Liu Ziye, before he could speak, he hung up the phone, then angrily threw the electric arc to Zhen Qi, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to add: "This bastard, I remember him. "

What a pair of enemies, Zhen Qi looked at Luo Luo helplessly, and then slowly followed behind her, walking towards the endless front.

Sitting in the conference room, Liu Ziye was preparing a lot of explanations, but before he could say anything, a busy tone came from his ears. Looking at the call time on the phone for 20 minutes and [-] seconds, Liu Ziye raised his lips slightly, lolo You are awesome, you actually hung up on my phone.

"Doctor Liu is ready, when will the operation start?" A male doctor with half-haired hair came up behind Liu Ziye and asked politely, his eyes were full of admiration for him.

"You can do it now." Liu Ziye put the phone in his pocket, and said to the male doctor: "This time, I have an operation with Mr. Wen of Tianyu. His case is very special. The abuse has reached his age. This time The operation must be very careful, I have already told you the specific plan. Do you have any questions?"

"No, we all agree with your plan." The male doctor said with a smile. The reason why he answered so simply is because Liu Ziye is indeed an expert in this field, and secondly, because Liu Ziye also said The risk of this operation is very high, and doctors like them cannot bear this risk. Since Liu Ziye is here, let him carry it out.

"Have the family members communicated well?" Liu Ziye asked, "Have you signed the surgery contract?" Although he was very sure about the surgery, he still decided to ask for an extra guarantee.

"It's all over." The male doctor said and handed the contract to Liu Ziye.

Liu Ziye opened the contract and looked at it, then handed it to the assistant beside him, and then walked towards the locker room with his suitcase.

Opening the box, there was a set of doctor's white coat inside. He took off his coat, put the white coat on his body casually, and Liu Ziye walked out of the dressing room.

The same white coat, but Liu Ziye conveyed the feeling of wearing a jade tree facing the wind. What Zhen Qi said was correct. He put on a white coat and he got rid of his banditry. Such a charming face.

"Does Doctor Liu have a girlfriend?" asked the male doctor behind him.

"Yes." The corners of Liu Ziye's mouth slightly raised, but Luo Luo appeared in front of his eyes, "The one who called just now is my girlfriend."

"When will we make an appointment, let's meet, what kind of girl can tie the hearts of our medical legends." The assistant doctor who came after him said.

"Okay." For Liu Ziye who was in a good mood, nothing was a problem: "I'll see you at the celebration banquet after the operation is successful."

Speaking of this, Luo Luo's words suddenly came to Liu Ziye's ears - if I knew you were fooling around and didn't come to pick us up, you would be dead.

This girl is not Lu Zhenqi, ah, if I can say it, I will definitely do it, I must have offended her this time, thinking of Luo Luo's fangs and claws, Liu Ziye shivered in the air-conditioned hospital.

"Wait a minute." Liu Ziye stopped, and under the watchful eyes of a group of doctors behind him, he took out his mobile phone, took a picture, quickly edited the text message, and pressed the send button.

Such a complicated movement was completed in one breath, and the doctor behind him looked at each other in a daze, looking at each other, and a strange thought came to his mind—is Dr. Liu also a legendary selfie party?

"Just now my girlfriend asked me to pick her up. I said I'm too busy to pick her up now, but she didn't believe it. She should believe it now." Liu Ziye put away his phone and said with a smile.

That's okay, a group of doctors looked at each other in blank dismay, is such a person really a legend in the medical world, no matter how you look at it, he is just a master who is afraid of his girlfriend?

Liu Ziye looked at the doctors with different expressions, and coughed lightly: "Let's go, the operation is about to begin."

When the group arrived at the door of the operating room, Song Yu and Wen Muya were already waiting outside, with a group of reporters behind them.

"President Wen, is it appropriate for your father to have surgery today but you to get engaged tomorrow?"

|"Our president's arrangement means that your own father can see that you are engaged when he wakes up. This arrangement is very good." Wen Muya's lawyer spokesperson immediately stood up to answer the reporter's question .

"May I ask President Song, besides asking the president if you have other women, there is news that you and another woman appeared in a certain community. Is this true?" asked a female reporter from Entertainment Report.

"Today's press conference is only to report on Mr. Wen's condition, and we refuse to answer the rest." The lawyer asked.

Seeing that Song Yu couldn't ask any questions, the reporter shifted the interview subject to Liu Ziye.

"Doctor Liu, do you have anything to say about this surgery?"

"I have nothing to say, you will know after the operation." Liu Ziye didn't want to deal with these reporters, so he squeezed in front of him and said impatiently: "Don't hold back, we are going in."

Hearing Liu Ziye's roar, did those reporters step back to leave a way for him? Liu Ziye arrived in front of everyone smoothly.

"Doctor Liu, please." Wen Muya said nervously.

"I will try my best." Liu Ziye put his hand on his forehead and Wen Muya made an American military salute, then came to Song Yu's ear and whispered in his ear; "President Song, your lover is here now. On the way in the suburbs, if you have time, go pick her up, I was supposed to go, but now I don't have time. "

After he finished speaking, he distanced himself from Song Yu, silently watching the anger that gradually ignited in those dark eyes.

"Okay, it's time for us to go in." Liu Ziye looked at Song Yu who was suppressing his anger, shrugged, and said to the doctor behind him, and finally said insinuatingly: "goodlucky."

Seeing that the door of the operating room could not be closed, Song Yu's anger gradually extinguished, but he held it firmly with both hands.

"Miss Wen, I think I have to leave for a while." Song Yu said slowly.

Hearing that Song Yu was about to leave, Wen Muya's nervous heart trembled for a moment: "Ayu, where are you going?"

Song Yu didn't answer, but lowered his eyes and said, "Miss Wen, please understand." He was very gentlemanly, but his words were unquestionable.

I understand, how do I understand, the corner of Wen Muya's mouth twitched slightly, until now he still calls himself Miss Wen, she really doesn't like this polite and distant address, "Ah Yu, is the company out of business? What's up?"

Seeing Wen Muya with tears in her eyes, Song Yu gently let go of her clenched fist: "No, it's my own business."

No, Wen Muya looked at Song Yu with a pale face, and this man answered her simply, she would rather he deceived herself, saying yes, then she would feel much better in her heart.But this cool man is not even willing to deceive himself, he only has that girl named Lu Zhenqi in his heart, no matter how hard he tries, he will never see it.

"Sorry." Song Yu said slowly.

"Song Yu, do you want to stay? You know that I need you very much right now, and I'm really scared." Wen Muya felt a burst of joy when she thought that Song Yu wanted to stay.

"Excuse me." Song Yu said slowly, "Zhenqi needs me now." After Song Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left, no matter what the reporters behind him were talking about, now he only thought about one thing - to find Zhen Qi, then took her home, and taught this disobedient woman a hard lesson.

Watching Song Yu leave, Wen Muya sat down on the hospital bench, and the reporter's flashlight kept falling on his face.

"President Wen, what's wrong with Mr. Song, why did he leave, did you have a dispute, and why are you arguing?"

Facing the reporter's question, Wen Muya stopped the lawyer who was going to speak for her, stood up slowly, and showed a sweet smile to the camera: "Please don't make random guesses, my friends from the media have always had a good relationship with Ayu. , The reason why he wants to leave is because the company has some matters to continue to deal with, but after he finishes dealing with it, he will come back to accompany me immediately."

Seeing the voices of discussion gradually disappearing in the group of reporters, Wen Muya's heart relaxed a little to write, but what followed was a deep sadness, and the resolute back of Song Yu when he left was still lingering in his mind Go, Song Yu, she needs you now, so I don't need you, you miss her so much, but it's me who gave everything for you, why can't you see my efforts, I work so hard to get close to you, so hard I am trying to please you, why do you turn a blind eye, you see, even now I am protecting you.

In fact, Wen Muya knew that Song Yu didn't have herself in her heart, and she never did, but she stubbornly thought that as long as she used her heart, Song Yu would always see it. She knew that he set off the fireworks for Zhenqi, but such a cold beach , the one who was with him was herself, the rotten fireworks, the warm coat, Wen Muya thought that Song Yu's heart was slowly accepting herself, but today she realized that Song Yu Her heart never left Zhenqi for a moment.

She once saw Zhen Qi's photo in Song Yu's office, but her own photo was kept in a drawer. He only asked someone to display it when the reporter was interviewing. Her own photo is the same as her own photo. It was just Song Yu's tool to deal with the reporters. Only in front of the media would they be a loving couple. Only in front of the reporters would he hold his hand, but even if he did that, what he felt was cold sweat.

He didn't love himself after all, Wen Muya turned his back to the reporter, tears slowly falling down.

Even though Song Yu treats her like this, she still can't hate him. Wen Muya hates this kind of herself. She doesn't know how she is inferior to Lu Zhenqi. What does Song Yu not like about herself?