Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After Song Yu left, she sent a text message to herself. Zhen Qi took out her mobile phone in disbelief. There were not only text messages but also phone calls on it.And it was all given to him by Song Yu.

Zhenqi clicked on the unread text message, which just asked her to come out.

"Maybe it was too noisy in the auditorium, so I didn't hear it." Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu embarrassedly, "Uncle, I saw you leave, so I chased after you, but I was blocked in the auditorium, uncle, are you angry? Alright, I'm embarrassing you again."

Song Yu gave Zhen Qi a gouged look. He was angry, but it was not because of embarrassment, but because he saw Sun Xiaofei holding Zhen Qi's hand in front of so many people, and Zhen Qi didn't refuse. Of course, if this is the case, Song Yu is It was impossible to say it, so he looked at Zhenqi sadly, "It's a real shame."

"I didn't do it on purpose. Before the hairstyle came out, I thought this time would be better than last time, but who knows it's the same." Zhen Qi complained softly.

"I'm used to it."

"Uncle, where do you want me to go?" Zhen Qi's principle has always been to accept as soon as possible. He can see that Song Yu is not angry now, and this road is not the way home.

"I wanted to set off fireworks for you at school, but you didn't come out, so now I can only take you to a place with few people." Song Yu said.

"Beach." Zhenqi said excitedly.

Song Yu raised her lips and smiled, "Lu Zhenqi, you are not stupid."

Song Yu said that he actually wanted to show off this fireworks for Zhen Qi a long time ago, did he do it once, but Zhen Qi gave this opportunity to Wen Muya.

When talking about this matter, Song Yu's face became gloomy. Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu's horse face and trembled fiercely, and then smiled, "At that time, young and old were ignorant."

Song Yu patted her lightly, then lit the fireworks on the ground one by one, and under the bright fireworks, Song Yu took out the flowers that were placed in the trunk, and stood in front of Zhenqi.

"You are great today." Song Yu handed the flower to Zhen Qi, "Just don't perm your hair in the future."

Zhen Qi froze for a moment, then hugged the flowers and smiled like an idiot.

Then fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Song Yu didn't like Zhenqi's instant noodle hair very much, so he took Zhenqi to a high-end hairdressing club early the next morning. When Zhenqi came out, Zhenqi's soft long hair came back, but Song Yu still couldn't accept the burnt smell, so he didn't touch Zhen Qi's hair all day.

In the evening, accompanied by the homepage, Zhenqi began to read her English excerpts:

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Song Yu just sat quietly beside her, and Zhen Qi started to wander as she thought about it.

Under the light, Song Yu's appearance is very gentle, the long eyelashes are countable, this is still a man, isn't it, these eyelashes are longer than her own, Zhenqi is a little envious, but Zhenqi has nothing to do with Song Yu's face If she wasn't envious, she didn't understand why God gave Song Yu the best, even though a big man had nothing to do with him, he was even more delicate than a girl.

"Lu Zhenqi, can you have some dim sum?"

The sharp pain from her forehead made Zhenqi's wandering thoughts come back again, and she hurriedly picked up the English book, but Zhenqi's eyes fell on all the faces, oh my god, why is the skin of an uncle-level person so still? It's so tender.

"Lu Zhenqi, can you please stop looking at me like this." Song Yu said, looking at the drooling Zhenqi, frowning.

Zhen Qi wiped her saliva fiercely, "Uncle, why is your skin so good, and why are your eyelashes so long, Uncle, do you think you have had a rhinoplasty?"

Listening to Zhenqi's series of questions, Song Yu frowned tightly, and then looked at Zhenqi helplessly, "Lu Zhenqi, if you put all your thoughts into studying, I don't think I need to do this." Thanks for your hard work."

If you don’t say it, don’t say it. Did you hit yourself like this? Zhenqi raised her nose, then picked up the English book and began to read.

On Monday morning, Zhenqi was waiting for Sun Xiaofei downstairs in the boys' dormitory with two sets of steamed buns in her hands, but instead of Sun Xiaofei, she waited for his roommate. The fat boy walked up to her and glanced at her hands. breakfast, clicked twice, turned and left.

"You are Sun Xiaofei's girlfriend, right? He has already gone to the cafeteria." After waiting for a while, a passerby came to remind her kindly.

"That I'm not his girlfriend." Zhen Qi explained, then went to the cafeteria with Xiaolongbao to look for Sun Xiaofei, and finally saw him in the penultimate row on the left.

When Sun Xiaofei saw her, he didn't show much expression, he raised his eyes and asked her: "Have you eaten?"

Zhenqi sat down and put the steamed bun in front of Sun Xiaofei: "I went all the way to buy it for you today, but after waiting for a long time, you started to eat it first."

"Really?" Song Yu glanced at Zhenqi's steamed buns, slightly curled his lower lip, and said lightly, "You don't get paid for nothing, and I'm not blessed to accept your Miss Lu's steamed buns."

Zhenqi just looked around when she heard the words, then pushed the steamed buns in front of Sun Xiaofei, and said softly, "I apologize to you on behalf of my uncle, he didn't do it on purpose that day."

Sun Xiaofei looked at Zhenqi and snorted coldly, then picked up the steamed buns and turned to leave, before leaving, he still left a sentence, "He wants to tell me himself, you don't need to act like that."

Zhenqi looked at the empty bowl in front of her, and then looked at Sun Xiaofei's back, he meant to forgive or not to forgive, it's okay if you don't forgive, you give me back the steamed bun, if you take it away, it's both.

Some people use dark days to describe high school life. Zhao Xiao used to think that her high school study life was the limit she could accept, and it should be easy when she gets to college. But now in this legal scene, Zhen Qi feels that her limit has been stretched again. pulled.

In the first session, Mao Gai’s teacher said: “The potential of the human brain is huge, and the average person only uses 3% to 9%. You should use your brains more and try to develop your brains every day.”

Zhen Qi, who was biting her pen, asked Sun Xiaofei at the same table after hearing it and reading it: "How much is your development?"

Sun Xiaofei turned his face away: "Sorry, I don't know either."

Zhenqi thought about it seriously after hearing the words: "You are so good, you should have 7%."

In the end, Sun Xiaofei still gave her a dissatisfied look: "You should be less than 3%..."

Zhenqi smiled indifferently: "It's okay, it's good to have development anyway."

She really doesn't care, she thinks that he is not as smart as Song Yu, so anyone who is not as smart as herself in front of Song Yu is an idiot, so development is of no use to Zhen Qi.

If the uncle is so smart, will he also develop 7%? Who is smarter, he or Sun Xiaofei? Zhenqi is very curious.

"Lu Zhenqi, I think your thinking is not what a human being should have." Sun Xiaofei looked at Lu Zhenqi who was giggling and said.

Now Zhenqi doesn't care who is smarter, he or Song Yu, what she cares about now is who is smarter, he or Song Yu.

Zhen Qi felt that Sun Xiaofei's hairiness was astonishingly similar to Song Yu's, even the emperor's sitting posture was exactly the same.

However, the domineering posture of the emperor is fully exposed, and this person is almost 1.8 meters tall, which seriously caused a classmate sitting behind him to look at the blackboard every time he turned sideways.

Once, the unlucky classmate from behind made an opinion on this matter, but Sun Xiaofei obediently shut up with a look.

Zhen Qi, who was sitting on the side, also wanted to say something: "Master Sun, we can't be so arrogant, this is their territory."

Because of this similarity, at first Zhenqi was not used to the feeling of having classes with Sun Xiaofei.That feeling was like sitting next to Song Yu, which made her very terrified, and she was woken up several times after going to bed by fright.

Because of the above reasons, Zhenqi was particularly wilted for a while at the beginning, but when she got used to it slowly, her wilted grass began to be full of vitality again.

During recess, the two girls in the front row were discussing gossip: "Did you know about our school's BBS last night, it was voting for the school belle?" Speaking of this, one of the girls turned to Zhenqi and said, "Lu Zhenqi It's got your nomination on it."

Lu Zhenqi blushed: "Really?"

The girl nodded: "But there is only one vote."

Zhenqi felt that her whole person was not good, so she lowered her head and remained silent.

At this moment, Sun Xiaofei, who was always pretending to be cool, couldn't help laughing, he touched Zhenqi's elbow: "I voted for that, do you want to treat me to a meal?"

Zhenqi felt that her world view was beginning to collapse, and she didn't ignore Sun Xiaofei.

This is when the two girls started discussing the school belle voting again.

Who is No.1? "

"Of course it's Michela, the junior high school belongs to our school."

Zhenqi didn't take the matter of the BBS colonel election to heart, anyway, it was one vote, no matter whether she cared about it or not, that one vote was always there, never increasing or decreasing.

Zhenqi didn't invite Sun Xiaofei to dinner, but she still invited him to drink a bottle of soda, and luckily, she won a rare "one more bottle" for buying soda for Sun Xiaofei.

Zhenqi took the lid of "one more bottle" and ran to the school's small supermarket, completely ignoring Sun Xiaofei's dissatisfied voice behind: "Can you change it after I finish drinking..."

Before buying soda, the boss still greeted people with a smiling face, but when changing the soda, he said with a stinky face and waited for a few minutes. Get her a bottle.

When Zhenqi turned around with her soda, she saw a familiar figure.

Song Yu was leaning under a tree and looking at her. He didn't drive this time, but those girls kept looking back at him.

Zhen Qi happily ran to Song Yu: "Uncle!"

Song Yu nodded, glanced at the soda in her hand, and asked habitually, "Do you still understand today's class?"

Zhenqi nodded: "I understand a little bit."