Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Chapter 306: When I go to Paris, I will be farther away from my uncle

Zhenqi ordered a bottle of Ningxia Red and sat there drinking it.

Zhen Qi remembered that she was drunk once again, and then vomited all over Song Yu. Since then, Song Yu, who has such a cleanliness habit, no longer allows herself to drink.

He always said like this, "Lu Zhenqi, what do you think of a woman who is drunk?"

It was also after that time that Zhen Qi was raped without touching her again. She didn't want Song Yu to see herself in such a messed up state again.

But now that he was drinking, why didn't Song Yu show up and stop him? Would he carry his drunken self on his back like before, put his coat on her, and take her home?

Memories are always warm and cruel, and you will smile with tears when you touch them slightly.

This time, Zhenqi felt that what Chihiro said was right - because she was losing, the memories became warm, and because she couldn't go back, the memories became cruel.

It's just that Chihiro never told herself that after losing it, it's hard to go back.

Zhenqi finished a bottle of wine, paid the bill, carried her bag, and left.

There was not a drop of pepper left in that dish, and there was not a drop of Ningxia red in the bottle.

After Zhenqi left, the two waitresses who cleared the table were stunned. They were the most spicy and drinkable female guests they had ever seen. So much chili and a bottle of wine, can the stomach take it? ?

Passing by a Zhou Hei Ya delicatessen, Zhenqi heard that the Zhou Hei Ya here is a specialty of Wuhan and is famous for its spicy flavor.She drunkenly bought some duck necks and duck wings, and carried them in her hand.

But soon after she returned to the hotel, she began to vomit, lying on the toilet, retching non-stop.

Her throat was so hot that her stomach must have resisted the hotness, or maybe the alcohol made her vomit.

Who said it's fine to throw up when you're drunk, and it's fine to cry when your love is hurt.

It's all bullshit made up by so-and-so.

It's still so uncomfortable after vomiting, and it's still so sad after crying.

Zhenqi covered her face and lay on the washstand, crying so hard that she lost her last bit of strength.

After crying, Zhen Qi turned on the shower in the bathroom and took a shower. The water splashed on Zhen Qi's body, very much like Song Yu's gentleness.

Zhenqi took a bath, buried herself in the bed, and cried, crying that she was not up to date, that she had no ambition, and that every time she loved a man, her fighting spirit would be wasted.Could it be that he only lives for love and fights for love?

She held the mobile phone, hid under the blanket, and pressed Song Yu's number. She didn't dare to make a call, but just stared at the string of numbers on the screen in a daze.

Zhenqi once swore that since Shao Han, she would never be desperate for a man and never be stupid again, but Uncle, for you, I am willing to be stupid again, because I love someone to such an extent , there is no way to suppress and suspend.

Zhen Qi stayed in Wuhan for several days, eating almost all the spicy food. Zhou Hei Ya was delicious, but the spiciness was the second most important thing.

The proprietress of the small hotel took good care of Zhenqi. I heard that she came to Wuhan alone, and introduced her to the classics of Wuhan. Behind the street where the hotel is located, there is a pier where you can take a ferry. It is the most prosperous commercial street in Wuhan. There are many old buildings in European style. The proprietress recommended her to go for a walk.

Zhenqi flipped through the calendar and thought that she would leave Wuhan in one day. She felt that she should go for a walk. She was carrying a bag, wearing trousers with wide legs, and a green jacket with a big lotus flower on it. At the wharf, I bought a ticket. I didn't expect the ticket to be very cheap, only one yuan and fifty cents.

Zhenqi bought a ticket, followed the crowd into the pier, and boarded a passenger ship. This was the first time in her life that she took a ferry.

Standing by the railing, she looked at the rolling river under her feet, and she thought, this is the Yangtze River. The waters in this river, separated by such a long distance, will still meet in the end.

The boat started slowly, and the water below the river kept rolling and splashing. It was already dusk. Zhenqi looked at the scenery on the other side, looking at the ships on the river, and felt in a trance, as if Song Yu was in The opposite boat awaits her.

Zhen Qi didn't know if she was dazzled or hallucinating, she missed someone, she was so dazed to such a degree, it seemed that her love for Song Yu was incurable.

Zhenqi's long hair was blown by the river wind, and a girl beside her screamed, "Look - what a big ship!" The boyfriend beside her looked at the girl in her arms with a doting expression.

Zhen Qi felt a little lonely, she turned her head and looked at the distant scenery, the sky was so far away and blue, which made her feel inexplicably sad, at least she is still in China now, when she goes to Paris, is she closer to her uncle? Far.

Zhenqi didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shopping alone, walking, drinking coffee, and then fleeing, during the few days in Wuhan, Zhenqi’s deepest impression was the spicy snacks, as well as those European-style buildings and streets with French plane trees.

After returning to the hotel, Zhenqi called Luoluo to report that she was safe. On the phone, Luoluo told Zhenqi that she had found a job now, and she paid back the work address.

Luo Luo also said that Sun Xiaofei has contacted him, and he has also started to get involved in the film and television industry and has done well. This time, she seriously talked to a girlfriend, who is very nice, but stupid.

Zhen Qi listened carefully to Luo Luo's words, but she couldn't hold back in the end, and asked Luo Luo if Song Yu had come to see her.

Lolodo said no, maybe the eldest sister is very busy recently.

It's been almost a week since he left Binhai, and he also lost contact with Song Yu for a week, but he didn't find him.

Zhen Qi fell into a boundless loss. Soong Yu didn't look for her, or he couldn't find her.

After a few perfunctory words, Zhenqi hung up the phone. When she was lying on the bed, Zhenqi felt that her whole body was as uncomfortable as burning. Unable to bear it any longer, I ran towards the bathroom.

But as soon as she got out of bed, she felt as if she wanted to step on the cotton. After the world was spinning, Zhenqi's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, Zhen Qi found that she was already in the hospital. The proprietress of the hotel sat anxiously by the bed and saw Zhen Qi wake up with a smile on her face, "You're awake."

Zhen Qi nodded, but just about to speak, she found that her throat was dry and sore, and she coughed violently, which made the already unoptimistic throat worse.

The proprietress helped Zhenqi to sit up from the bed, and then poured Zhenqi a glass of water, "Drink some water, it will make you feel better."

Zhenqi took the water glass and drank it in one gulp. After the dryness in her throat healed up a lot, she smiled slightly at the proprietress, "Thank you for saving me."

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