Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu put his hand on Zhen Qi's naked back, thought for a while and said: "Jen Qi, Sun Xiaofei already has a girlfriend, do you want to avoid suspicion? I know you two are good friends, and I believe in you. But Sun Xiaofei's girlfriend may not understand."

What Song Yu said was generous and reasonable, Zhen Qi gave a soft "hmm", and squeezed the flesh on Song Yu's body with some melancholy.

Song Yu pressed Zhen Qi's hand: "It hurts a bit."

Zhen Qi looked up at Song Yu: "Uncle..."

Song Yu: "Say."

Zhenqi: "I still owe Sun Xiaofei a lot of money..."

Song Yu had already guessed when the money was owed, but she paid it back pretending not to know: "What money? How could you owe Sun Xiaofei money?"

So Zhenqi squeaked and talked about the trip abroad in her freshman year.

The trip abroad did make Song Yu feel very uncomfortable, but he was also to blame for this matter. He was the one who provided such a good opportunity for Sun Xiaofei. Song Yu stroked Zhen Qi's hair: "How much money do you owe in total?"

Zhen Qi was ashamed, and wrote a number in Song Yu's palm: "It's about this number."

Song Yu sighed lowly: "Are there any other debts owed?"

Zhen Qi quickly shook her head: "No more..."

Song Yu put his hand on the back of Zhenqi's neck: "I'll help you pay the bill another day."

Zhen Qi touched Song Yu's chest and said softly, "My things belong to uncle..."

"You mean that the debt you owe is also mine, isn't it?" Song Yu sighed again, and changed his words, "Tomorrow I will help myself pay the debt."

Zhen Qi rubbed against Song Yu's arms: "Uncle is so kind."

Song Yu took the opportunity to educate: "You are not allowed to be like this in the future, sometimes borrowing money from others is necessary to repay the debt of favor, you know?"

Zhen Qi nodded heavily: "Understood."

Song Yu: "Do you also remember?"

Zhen Qi nodded again: "Remember."

"Good boy." Men who are full of food and drink are very talkative, especially Song Yu, who gently squeezed Zhen Qi's mouth, "Then ask Sun Xiaofei to meet tomorrow, and I will accompany you to pay back Sun Xiaofei's money."

The next day, Song Yu asked Zhen Qi to call Sun Xiaofei, while he was watching from the sidelines, holding a card in his hand, and slapped it twice on the palm of his hand.

Zhenqi said to Sun Xiaofei: "Xiaofei, let's meet."

Sun Xiaofei put on airs at first: "Zhenqi, I've been a little busy recently."

Jane: "Something..."

Then Sun Xiaofei lost his airs: "Jardine Tea Ceremony on the second floor of Century Plaza, I will wait for you there."

Zhen Qi put down her phone and looked at Song Yu: "Uncle, I have already contacted you."

Song Yu nodded in satisfaction, then stood up and put his arms around Zhen Qi's waist, and left the hotel room. When he left, he turned his head to look at the messy bed sheet and quilt cover, and then pulled Zhen Qi into his arms. It really doesn't feel bad.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Sitting in Song Yu's car, Zhen Qi felt that the direction was wrong, so she asked Song Yu.

Song Yu replied while driving the car: "Before paying back the money, I need to withdraw the money first."

Sun Xiaofei was very happy today. Before going out, he even shaved his beard. While humming a song, he carefully shaved in the mirror, but because he shaved too carefully, he accidentally shaved a small gash.

Before going out, Sun Xiaofei touched the band-aid on his chin, pulled down the mirror inside the car when he got out of the car, looked at himself in the mirror inside, and really felt that Zhenqi's vision was not very good.

In fact, this is what it feels like to love someone wholeheartedly. If that person doesn't care about himself, he would rather complain about her vision than complain about his own vision.

The Jardine Tea Ceremony on the second floor of Century Plaza is very quaint. There is a copper incense burner in front of the exquisite pear wood table, and the fragrance is wafting from it. The fragrance that spits out is the fascinating fragrance of jasmine.

Zhen Qi was sitting in front of the small square table, her hands under the table were tightly clasping the bag on her lap, she turned her head and looked at Song Yu who was sitting next to her, who was holding a delicate purple sand pot and doing good deeds Making tea, ironing the pot, setting tea, warming the cup... He looked as calm as he could be, looked down at her, then poured a small cup of green tea and put it in Zhenqi's mouth. In front of her, she said lightly: "I drank it just now, and it tastes good."

There were two or three pieces of tender green leaves floating in the small ceramic cup, and white hot air continued to overflow from it, Zhen Qi looked at the tea, then at the door, and asked Song Yu: "Why hasn't Sun Xiaofei come yet? "

Song Yu replied leisurely, "How do I know?"

Zhenqi sighed softly, lowered her head and looked at her bag, because it was stuffed with a thick wad of cash, the whole bag was bulging, Zhenqi touched it lightly, then suddenly turned her head to talk to Song Yu made a suggestion: "Uncle, when Sun Xiaofei comes, can you avoid it?"

Song Yu continued to make tea as if he couldn't hear him. After a while, he turned his face and said, "Avoid me? Lu Zhenqi, what are you going to say to Young Master Sun that I can't listen to?"

Zhenqi couldn't think of any reason for a while, she took a sip of the tea Song Yu made for her, but accidentally burned her mouth, at this moment, Song Yu's light voice came from the left: "I forgot to tell you Yes, this tea is a bit hot."

Zhen Qi covered her mouth and looked at Song Yu resentfully.

"Really burned?" Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi's mouth in disbelief, then paused, "Open your mouth and let me see."

Zhen Qi stuck out the tip of her tongue to show Song Yu, and sure enough, her insides were hot red, Song Yu pursed her lips: "It deserves it!"

The corner of Zhenqi's mouth twitched fiercely: "..."

Song Yu turned her head silently, glanced at the figure at the door of the box from the corner of her eye, and said, "Here we are."

"What's coming?" Zhenqi couldn't react for a while, she looked up and found that it was Sun Xiaofei who came, it seemed that he had come for some time, standing in the middle of the opened carved wooden door, wearing an army green jacket, thick black Raising her eyebrows casually, she walked in with long legs, sat across from Zhenqi, and asked quite indifferently, "What do you want from me?"

Sun Xiaofei was talking about you, not you, deliberately ignoring Song Yu's existence.

Song Yu cleared her throat and spoke first: "Last time you mentioned the matter of traveling abroad, Zhenqi owed you so much money, she should pay it back."

After a pause, "In addition, I calculated the interest for you according to the current bank interest rate. The money is not much, and I hope you don't mind.

If Sun Xiaofei was pretending to be very casual just now, how can he not be so casual now, what does Song Yu mean by saying that he and he have already called for debts?

Zhen Qi looked at Sun Xiaofei, could it be that Sun Xiaofei had already asked Song Yu for money in private?

Sun Xiaofei's eyes moved from Zhenqi's side to Song Yu's face, his face was darkened: "What do you mean?"

Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi and motioned for her to take out the money.