Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Zhenqi wants to change herself, and her determination to be a quiet woman starts from the "head".

So when she appeared in the living room of Song Yu's house with "instant noodles" on her head, Song Jiyao, who was drinking water, accidentally saw her, and the water just sprayed on the ground like that.

"Zhenqi, what's the matter with you?" Song Jiyao looked at the coquettish person who leaned against the door and smiled, his eyes widened. Where did that beautiful hair go, and what happened to that outdated bubble skirt ?Song Jiyao looked at Song Yu, did this master change his taste and fell in love with rural non-mainstream?

Zhen Qi looked at Song Jiyao's expression that was more uncomfortable than eating shit, and blinked helplessly. Could it be that her change failed, but the owner of the barber shop said that she was very suitable for this hairstyle, although she faced it after finishing it. It took a long time to adapt to the mirror, but after a long time, I also felt good. Could it be that my beauty was too sudden for Song Jiyao to accept, "How about my hairstyle?"

The corner of Song Jiyao's mouth twitched, and he reached out and grabbed Song Yu's proposal; "Boss, can you take a look at your wife?"

Song Yu's eyes froze rapidly the moment they landed on Zhen Qi, causing the latter face to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally the atmosphere in the living room dropped to 0 degrees, "Lu Zhenqi." Song Yu opened his mouth slowly, and Zhen Qi, who was leaning on the door, grinned and took a few steps back. Could it be that she is so beautiful, the uncle is envious, you must know that this is the most popular hairstyle this year, and the barber with long hair spent a long time Just got it done.

Song Yu looked at Lu Zhenqi coldly, and tried to suppress a smile: "Can't you find a reliable hair salon?"

Zhenqi looked at Song Yu with her eyes wide open, she didn't get angry, the smile in those eyes means more than a dozen, is your hairstyle funny? In order to accompany this hairstyle, Zhenqi specially put on a fresh makeup, of course the makeup artist The hairdresser who also perms her own hair, Zhenqi originally wanted to ask, are you sure you can handle it?But seeing the "master" with his hands up, he could only sit quietly on the chair and give all his trust to the master.

Zhenqi used to be the girlfriend of the rich second generation. Although sometimes she had some deviations in aesthetics, she has gotten better thanks to Shao Han's unremitting efforts. She was a little unhappy, and her mood was naturally not beautiful. She began to wonder if her transformation had failed.

So when Song Jiyao was standing in front of her holding a mirror, looking at the girl with "instant noodles" on her hair and dirty makeup, Zhenqi couldn't help screaming; "It's so ugly!"

"You know it's ugly too? It's ugly and you're flaunting it!" Song Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then licked his lips leisurely. It's such a good day.

Zhenqi buried her head. After finishing her makeup, Zhenqi never looked in the mirror again. In fact, she was not sure in her heart. After all, it took her a long time to get used to the instant noodles, but the one in the mirror was the same as the cockscomb. Is the girl really me? Zhenqi is a little bit disappointed. She has been deceived. I don’t know how many times I have been deceived after the perfume was released.

Looking at Zhen Qi who was pinching the corner of her skirt, Song Yu sighed softly. Although he still wanted to laugh, it was a pity for that beautiful hair. I don't know if it was made by that shop: "Lu Zhenqi, you haven't answered my question yet."

Zhenqi raised her head, looked at Song Yu and sniffed, "The one opposite Qingcheng Hotel, the barber said this hairstyle is very suitable for me."

Song Yu was not talking, and tapped the cushions of the sofa lightly with his slender fingers. The street was owned by his family that day, and it would be good to convert that shop into a coffee shop.

Zhen Qi looked at the silent Song Yu, moved her body, and suddenly there was a strange itchiness behind her back, Zhen Qi frowned, she wanted to scratch it but her hand couldn't reach it, she could only twist her body restlessly and rub against the wall with.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the crying girl. Under the hey eye makeup, a pair of pupils were extremely attractive, and now they are the only eyes that can be seen. Song Yu gently rubbed himself temples.

"My quilt is a little itchy." Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu with a bitter face.

"You rummaged through the trash can for your clothes." Song Jiyao glanced at her in distaste, and stepped back a few steps in self-preservation for the skirt on Zhenqi's body.

What do you mean it was found in the trash can? I bought it with my own money to match my hairstyle and makeup. This damned Song Jiyao actually laughed at him. With cold eyes, Zhen Qi immediately withered, and looked at Song Yu hesitantly: "I bought it at the barber shop."

"My God, what kind of store did you go to?" Song Jiyao shouted helplessly: "There is also one-stop service. These clothes must be dirty, go and change them soon."

Before dinner, Zhen Qi came to Song Yu's room obediently. Song Yu was on the phone, so Zhen Qi sat quietly on the sofa and waited for Song Yu to arrange everything properly.

"What's the matter?" Putting down the phone in his hand, Song Yu looked at the girl who had washed off her make-up and was in a good mood.

Zhenqi has already tied the instant noodles with rubber bands, and it seems naughty to drop a few of them occasionally on her slender neck.

"Uncle, I—" before Zhen Qi finished speaking, big tears flowed out.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu wiped away the tears on her face.

"The money you gave me is gone." Zhen Qi twitched her shoulders sadly. She didn't have any money. When she proposed to change herself, Song Yu just gracefully asked Song Jiyao to give her a sum of money, but the money was taken away. That unscrupulous barber cheated,

Zhenqi was very sad that so much money was lost like this, and what was even more sad was that she even wrote an IOU, the money was all her own, Zhenqi's heart throbbed fiercely.

"Just that?" Song Yu's brows gradually relaxed, he thought she was being bullied.

Is this a small matter?Zhen Qi curled her lips and looked at Song Yu, her "I thought there was something important" expression on her face stimulated Zhen Qi fiercely. She didn't understand the world of the rich, but neither did the rich in her world.

"Don't be sad. If you want money, come to me. Don't cry for money in the future." Song Yu gently rubbed Zhen Qi's head.That stiff hand made him frown, and someone will take her to make a proper change tomorrow.

"Let's go eat." Song Yu sighed.

Eating is always the way to relieve Zhenqi's sadness, so when Song Yu saw Zhenqi's red smiling eyes, she felt that this girl was easy to coax.

It's just: "Lu Zhenqi's money for tomorrow is here, take it after writing the IOU."

Zhen Qi looked at the card in Song Yu's hand, her smile froze on her face, and she was about to cry with her mouth curled up.

Song Yu, you bastard, iron rooster - woo woo Zhenqi feels like Xi'er being bullied by an evil landlord, woo woo.