Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Zhenqi asked herself if she was tired with her?I replied that I was tired.

Is really tired, because of love so tired, but if there is him every day, then my life is not tired, but pale.Some love is like the night sky after the fireworks. Although it used to be so bright, but when the fireworks dissipate, the night sky is still the same as before, but my love is not.

What is my love for Zhen Qi like? Lin Miaolan asked this question a long time ago.Facing the voice of the woman he once loved, he answered very simply: "Rushu?"

"Tree?" Song Yu still remembered Lin Miaolan's puzzled expression.

"Yes, like a tree." Song Yu was very sure of his answer: "A tree is born in the soil, and it will never change from birth to death. Even after death, the book and the soil are still inseparable. If the tree is pulled out of the soil If it starts, it will leave a big hole, no matter how you try to cover it up, it will always be there, reminding you that there was a tree here."

"Then who is the tree and who is the soil?" Lin Miaolan asked.

"It's all trees and soil." Song Yu smiled slightly.

Yes, this stupid woman in front of me is a tree in my heart, a tree with deep roots, and no one can shake it.

Song Yu poured the medicinal wine on his hands, rubbed them lightly a few times, and then said to Zhen Qi, "Be patient, it will hurt a little." After speaking, he put his hand on Zhen Qi's feet.

The scorching heat of the medicinal wine spread on her feet, Zhenqi tried her best to bear it, this kind of pain is nothing compared to the pain of losing anyone, Lu Zhenqi, you must be strong, Zhenqi tightly clenched her fists, the sweat on her forehead was big Big ones popped out. Knowing that the heat of the medicinal wine had disappeared, Song Yu added it again. After rubbing like this three times, Song Yu gently put Zhen Qi's legs on the sofa, and then went to the bathroom to wash off the dirt on his hands. Medicinal wine, Zhenqi knew that it was impossible for him, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, to let such a smell appear on his hands.

She moved slowly, but as long as she moved her feet, it still hurt slightly. Without Song Yu by her side, Zhen Qi could grin her teeth unscrupulously now.

Ah Chun, who was bandaging Luo Luo's wound, looked at Zhen Qi and said helplessly, "Madam, you can't move your feet now, or it will hurt even more."

|"Oh." Sticking out his tongue, Luo Luo grimaced at the toothless grin beside him, and then moved his body with difficulty, moving towards the magazine on the side of the sofa.

"Jenqi, you are going to blow up the bunker." Seeing such a funny Zhenqi Luoluo's smile, tears rolled in her eyes.

Zhenqi didn't pay attention to the disabled person, just took the magazine she managed to get and looked at it.

She didn't read a word of what was written in the magazine, she just used it to shield herself, and then listened to the sound of water coming from the bedroom.

The sound of the water soon stopped, and Song Yu looked at his watch after he came out. Zhenqi's heart was tangled up. Every time Song Yu looked at his watch, it meant that it was time for him to leave again, and he would return to Wenmu again. Beside Ya, Song Yu is playing the role of Song Yu who loves Wen Muya deeply.

"Jenki, I'm leaving."

She guessed it right, Zhen Qi laughed at herself, and set up a stall under the overpass in the future to tell her fortune.

"Mr. Song, are you going to leave without having some dinner?" Looking at Zhen Qi with her head buried, Ah Chun asked anxiously.

"No, there is something urgent." Song Yu said, walked to the shoe cabinet, took out Zhen Qi's slippers, and put them on the sofa where Zhen Qi was sitting.

He wanted Zhenqi to keep him like Ah Chun, but Zhenqi didn't, she just kept her head down quietly, Song Yu couldn't see his expression, and he didn't even know if she was sad, Song Yu sighed softly In one breath, she patted Zhenqi on the head: "Take care of yourself, I won't be coming back tonight."

Listening to Song Yu's words, Zhen Qi's heart trembled fiercely. This situation looks like a man with a successful career talking to his lover.Zhenqi sniffed, he didn't want to speak, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cry and lose his strength.

"Mr. Song, are you not coming tonight?" Ah Chun became anxious when he heard that Song Yu would not come, but looked at Zhen Qi but didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and try to persuade Song Yu to stay: " Mr. Song, you can leave after dinner, I'll cook right away, I cook very quickly."

"Ah Chun, don't talk anymore, and don't go to cook any more." Zhen Qi, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, but her cold tone made the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi, didn't answer, and didn't leave, just watched quietly, his eyes were full of pity.

"He has something to eat, and his fiancée has already set up a table of delicacies from mountains and seas. How could he eat our simple food." Zhen Qi didn't know why she said that, she just didn't want to see the misery in Song Yu's eyes. Compassion, do you have something to make him pitiful?

"Lu Zhenqi, enough is enough." Song Yu said coldly, "Do you know Mu Ya's current situation?"

"She doesn't care about my situation." Zhen Qi said without giving in.

"His father is still in the operating room. For you, he left her alone in the hospital, and made her face those reporters while worrying about his father's safety. And you actually said that Lu Zhenqi is you in such a tone. Where's your conscience?"

Zhen Qi looked at the anger in Song Yu's eyes, and felt like thousands of needles were stuck in her heart. He didn't know about Wen Muya, but could it be all his fault? Dazed by anger, Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu with a slight smile: "Since you care about her so much, then go find her, why are you here with me, a heartless jerk?"

"Madman, if I knew you were such a person, I wouldn't have chased after you." Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi, slammed a sentence, and then left.

"Mr. Song." Unexpectedly, things would turn out like this. Ah Chun was startled when he saw Song Yu leaving angrily. When he realized that he was about to chase after him, Zhen Qi called him, "Stop."

"Madam, Mr. Song is angry, please explain." Ah looked at Zhenqi anxiously.

"This is a matter between me and him, you don't need to teach me." Zhen Qi yelled at Ah Chun loudly.

"Ma'am, I'm not—" Ah Chun wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak, so he could only look at Zhen Qi with red eyes.

Seeing Ah Chun's sad look, Zhen Qi's anger was instantly extinguished. She didn't care about Ah Chun's affairs with Song Yu, but why did she put it on Ah Chun? Zhen Qi hated herself very much.

Finally, she gently took Ah Chun's hand: "I spoke to you a little bit harshly just now, don't take it to heart, now I only have you and Luo Luo who are close friends who know the cold and the hot, so sorry."

Ah Chun saw that tears were about to fall in Zhenqi's eyes, and said, "Ma'am, don't talk like that, treat me well, I will follow you, you always give me a lot of money, and share the best food with me." , never look out on me, you stew bird’s nest for me when I cough, and you always do housework with me, I don’t even know what I can do for you.”

"Silly Achun, what a fool, how many times have I told you, don't call me madam, it's too much, I'm hungry now, but can you bring me some pickled radishes?" Zhen Qi said, blinking. blinked.

"I'll get it right away." Ah Chun put away her tears and ran towards the kitchen.

"Ah Chun help me with that too." Luo Luo also said, then gently shook Zhen Qi's hand and smiled.

Zhen Qi put the dried radish pickled by Ah Chun on the dining table.When she was young, Ms. Du also pickled all kinds of dried sauerkraut. When she first arrived in Shanghai, Ms. Du would put a few bottles of dried sauerkraut for her grandmother when she was in school. Sometimes Zhenqi would eat some when she couldn’t eat.So, when I am sad, I hold a small can of sauerkraut pickled by my grandma and eat it.

Thinking about it now, how many years have passed in a trance.

Ah Chun said sadly: "Seeing you take the initiative to eat, it's good. As long as a person can eat, he can survive anything. Just now you were lying here, sick, just like Lin Daiyu in the play lying on the couch." I just want to recite Amitabha Buddha in my heart to bless you to get better soon."

Zhen Qi ate sauerkraut and listened to Ah Chun talking about "A Dream of Red Mansions" in the play.

"Achun, you describe it very well. You are like Zijuan, and you are the only one left by my side." Zhenqi said, recalling the passage of Daiyu's death in "A Dream of Red Mansions" a long time ago: I saw Daiyu I rolled my eyes, woohoo!A wisp of the scented soul is scattered with the wind, and the melancholy falls into a dream at night!At that time, Daiyu died, and it was the time when Baoyu married Baochai.She cried when she read this passage when she was young.

——At that time, Daiyu died, and it was the time when Baoyu married Baochai.

Well, at this time, Song Yu should go to find Wen Muya, he will stay with him until tomorrow, Liu Ziye said that they will hold a wedding at the Hilton Hotel tomorrow, um, that's great.

Zhen Qi had fantasized about getting engaged to Song Yu before. She said she wanted to hold a buffet by the sea and invite all her distant relatives.

Song Yu said that would be too simple. He would hold it on a luxury cruise ship. The wedding will be attended by celebrities from all walks of life. English singers will sing and perform tap dancing. They will take a night cruise on the Huangpu River in Shanghai and let me be his bride in the most beautiful night scene.

What Zhenqi yearns for is an ordinary and simple life, a once-in-a-lifetime wedding, Song Yu may be afraid = she will be wronged, look now, it doesn't matter whether it's on the beach or on a luxury cruise ship on the Huangpu River.

"Hey, here's a letter." Ah Chun walked over, holding a letter in his hand.

"There is no postmark, and I haven't taken it from the mailbox. Where did this letter come from?" Ah Chun handed it to Zhen Qi, thinking to himself.

It must be the letter left by Song Yu.

Jane Qi opened the envelope, and there was a note inside besides a piece of letter paper full of handwriting.

That note Jane is all too familiar.

It was the paper on the notebook she left in her hometown. Zhen Qi didn't know when Song Yu would bring it back. He opened the note and it was written in Song Yu's handsome handwriting.

Under the faint ink, a line of characters bloomed——Linglong Dice An Hongdou, lovesickness deep in your bones, you know.