Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After talking with Xu Qingruan that day, Zhenqi sat alone on the beach for a long time, the sea breeze was very strong at night, sitting on the reef, Zhenqi felt that she would be blown into the sea by the wind in the next second.

It would be great if it really fell in, and if it was true, she would be relieved, Zhenqi couldn't help thinking while looking at the waves crashing on the reef.

What Xu Qingruan said is right, I am a shameless deserter, I have always been, my appearance brings nothing but trouble, the more I think about it, the more depressed I feel, and at this moment, Janet's phone rang.

"Mom, where are you, come back quickly." Yijing's childish voice came from the phone, but Zhenqi's heart calmed down at that moment.

Even if I am useless, but I still have to live, because Yijingha needs me, Zhenqi raised her mouth slightly, and then said softly to the phone, "Mom, go home now, you and your godmother sleep first .”

Yijing is a miniature version of everything. Every time Zhenqi hugs him, she feels grateful. Even now that Song Yu has left their mother and son, Zhenqi will not hate him too much. After all, they have one child together.

This cannot be changed, and there is no need to change it.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and everything returned to its original state.

Gu Yan was very satisfied with the photos taken by Zhen Qi. Because of this satisfaction, Zhen Qi was rewarded with a day off.

Luo Luo was about to give birth, and Liu Ziye finally came back from the free clinic in Africa. Of course, he also took Luo Luo to that luxurious villa, so this apartment naturally became Zhen Qi's world.

When Luo Luo left in the morning, she told Zhen Qi not to go out for the next few days.

But the weather is so good, and it’s even more rare that I have a holiday in the midst of my busy schedule. If I use the opportunity to stay on the sofa and watch the joy with my son, Zhenqi feels that this is a great sin.

As soon as Luoluo and Liu Ziye left, Zhenqi hugged Yijing, put a small woolen hat on him, wore a plaid red cotton shirt, and a black down jacket. Her handsome and healthy son was Zhenqi's greatest comfort. .

Go out for a walk, get some air, bask in the sun, and walk with Yi Jing in the park.

The little Yijing always looked at everything around her curiously, and then Zhenqi suddenly remembered that many years ago, she also watched a couple walking with her son in a park.

It was Zhenqi thinking that she would also have a beautiful boy in the future, and then she waited for him to grow into a man, protecting herself like his father.

This wish of mine was only half realized in the end, because Song Yu was no longer by her side, Zhen Qi withdrew her thoughts, and then walked towards Yijing.

Suddenly, so many flashes appeared from nowhere, clicking and clicking, and the cameras were rushing to take pictures. Zhenqi hurriedly picked up the child, covered the child's face with her hands, and shouted in horror: "You guys! What are you doing, you are scaring my child, please don't shoot."

Fundamentally, no one paid attention to Zhen Qi, and the camera was still shooting, and Zhen Qi realized that these people were all reporters from various media units.

Zhenqi hugged Yijing tightly, stopped talking, and hurriedly wanted to leave here.

"Miss Lu, may I ask if the child in your arms is your illegitimate child born to President Song Jing?" A young male reporter squeezed forward, holding a microphone, blocking Zhen Qi's way.

There is this group of reporters who used a third person to describe themselves three years ago, but now he actually uses an illegitimate child to describe his son.

Zhen Qi suppressed her inner anger. Having experienced too many storms, she knew very well that on such occasions, too many words will lead to mistakes. A casual sentence will attract criticism, and reporters will write scribbles, which is not only bad for Song Yu, but also Yijing's future growth is even worse.

"Please get out of the way." Zhenqi's eyes were cold and sober.

"Miss Lin Miaolan also gave birth to a young son for President Song. Do you know about this? Will you go to court to sue?"

"Our magazine is willing to provide you with assistance and help you claim for compensation. This is my business card," all the reporters from all walks of life said in a "kindly" manner.

Xiao Yijing was so frightened that she hugged Zhenqi's neck tightly, her eyes full of horror.

Zhen Qi struggled to hug Yi Jing, and was surrounded by a group of reporters who came prepared. Zhen Qi couldn't find an exit, and didn't say a word, trying to keep the group of reporters from being overwhelmed with her free hand. To Yijing.

"Miss Lu, some time ago, a reporter photographed you meeting a popular model in a coffee shop. It is rumored that this lady's model is about Xu Qingruan, who once confessed to Mr. Song at the press conference. Do you know about this? This meeting Didn't you go there as Mrs. Song?"

"You used to be a senior lawyer, but now you work in a magazine. What is the reason, and how did you make Song Shao fall in love with you? Our newspaper wants to invite you to do an interview."

"I don't need it! Please get out of the way, my child is so young, he can't bear to be frightened." Zhen Qi was very helpless, and begged, Xiao Yijing was already crying in fear.

At this moment, there was a piercing sound of brakes. The speed of the car was fast, but the brakes stopped. The sound of the brakes attracted the attention of these reporters. The black car was parked on the side of the road at the entrance of the park. There are rows of sycamore trees between me and my location, a few meters away.

Song Yu was wearing a royal blue coat, tall and tall. He closed the car door and strode over. Through the trees, Zhenqi still felt the concern, nervousness, and anger in his eyes looking at me, just like many years ago.

Song Yu's coat and suit were all custom-made by designated foreign famous designers. It was the first time I saw a man wearing a royal blue coat so handsomely and tall.The real man of temperament is the kind that after walking into the crowd, the crowd will be quiet and look up to him.

For those reporters, the spotlight of the cameras all turned to him, and some reporters have already started live broadcasting.

When the reporter brought up those three words in front of Song Yu - illegitimate child, the consequences caused by these three words, and Song Yu who was so angry compared to many years ago, surprised Zhen Qi.

Song Yu smashed the reporter's video camera and mobile phone, and punched the reporter who said the words "illegitimate child" to the ground. He clamped the reporter's arm with one hand and said word by word: "You'd better , stay away from them."

"Get out of here—" Song Yu rebuked excitedly.

The reporters fled in a hurry, ignoring the mess of the camera equipment on the ground.

And Zhenqi just quietly hugged Yijing's toes looking at the handwriting, and after a while she said, "This time, there will be no Song Jiyao to help you clean up the mess."

Song Yu wiped his hands, looked at Zhen Qi coldly, "Not necessarily."