Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Do you have such a wish, that is, hope that the sun will not appear tomorrow when it is dark today, because what will happen tomorrow is something you don't want to face.

Do you still have this feeling that you are persistent in leaving one by one, but the moment you are about to leave him, you suddenly feel reluctant and sad.

These sound hypocritical, but they are very sad, and Zhen Qi is so hypocritically sad now.

She didn't want tomorrow to come, because tomorrow Song Yu and herself would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to file for a divorce.

Divorced, Zhenqi's nose was a little sore, and she could still clearly remember the situation when she and him went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married. It all came from a complaint of her own - because she disliked her own few documents, in order to satisfy herself Song Yu Married to myself, it really is a farce marriage, absurd beginning, trance ending.After this farce, Zhenqi thought that there would be nothing left for her but scars.

Zhenqi suddenly remembered a popular TV series in which the heroine fell in love with a man she shouldn't love. At the end, the heroine said to the man, if there is another life, I will never fall in love with you again.

That's right, if Song Yu had an afterlife, I wouldn't fall in love with you either.

Even if Jenny doesn't want to face it, tomorrow has become today, although everything is the same as usual, going to work, working.Just like now.

"Zhenqi, what's the difference between working abroad and working in China?" It was almost time to get off work, and the people in the magazine office were not in the mood to work, so they suddenly asked

"Uh." Zhenqi looked around and saw that the leader was not there, then said slowly, "The salary is much higher."

Once Zhenqi said this, it instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of those colleagues who could not eat grapes.

They unanimously expressed their disdain for Zhenqi and that decadent capitalist country.

"Have you been discriminated against over there?" But such disdain soon turned into concern.

"A little bit."

"Actually, it's nothing to be concerned about. Hong Kong people look down on mainlanders!" Thought colleagues who returned from Hong Kong expressed deep feelings.

"When I really meet him, I will not be so open-minded. Once my boss said in front of all my colleagues that there are no real artists in China. I was very angry when I heard it. I have never really felt that I am Chinese. , Pointing to the old man’s nose and saying on the spot, what Chinese art do you know, you Americans don’t know where to hang out when we Chinese are playing art.” Zhenqi said slowly.

"It's so fierce! You have integrity!" The colleagues clapped their hands and praised her endlessly, and then they all asked Zhenqi, "What excuse did you get fired later?"

"..." Zhenqi looked at those happy faces and suddenly felt dumbfounded, "Although Lao Mei is arrogant, her size is still in direct proportion to her figure. Then one day the boss came to me with the Four Treasures of the Study that I don't know where to get He asked me to write a few Chinese characters and said he would hang it in the living room."

"Wow, is it true?"

"Lu Zhenqi, can you read your handwriting?" A colleague soon questioned her.

"Ha, of course my handwriting is not good-looking." Zhenqi said with a smile, "I just poured all the ink on the rice paper, and then pretended to play with it for a long time, which made those Americans stupefied. Amazing. But honestly I would never have known what those words were if I hadn't written them myself."

"What did you write?" Colleagues asked curiously

"Good man spare your life!"

"Pu Chi!" A colleague sprayed tea.

Amidst the haha, Zhenqi heard someone calling herself from a distance: "Zhenqi, someone is looking for you."

Zhenqi turned her head and saw Anna running towards her in a hurry, "Jenqi, someone is looking for you in the reception room."

"Who is looking for me?" Zhen Qi asked, knowing who the person might be, but she was lucky.

"I can only tell you that he is so handsome, so indifferent, and so tasteful. And at first glance, he looks like the kind of urban elite youth with a successful career. Hey, Lu Zhenqi, you just fell in love with this kind of guy when you came back to China. Real people don't show their faces."

Zhen Qi gave a wry smile helplessly, now that the answer is very clear, as expected, the one who should come still came.

The handsome man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his back to Zhen Qi in the reception room was none other than Song Yu.Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and stared at Zhen Qi with cold eyes, without any fluctuation in his expression.

What Anna said was not an exaggeration at all. Song Yu was indeed handsome and imposing. The suit designed by a famous designer set off his tall and straight figure. He was as confident and calm as before, but with a little more domineering momentum.

Zhenqi looked at a familiar figure from behind, completely speechless.

At this time, Song Yu nodded calmly and calmly. "Mrs. Song."

Mrs. Song?

Zhenqi really wanted to laugh, but she couldn't, because his heart was already filled with sadness, and he couldn't squeeze it in soon.

"Mr. Song..."

Song Yu seemed to have forgotten that this was not Song Jing, and compared chairs habitually, she said to Zhen Qi, "Please sit down."

Zhen Qi sat across from Song Yu, lowering her head to hide her expression. She couldn't be as indifferent as he was, so she could only hide her excitement. After a long time, she said slowly, "What do you want to drink?"

"Thank you, no need." Song Yu's eyes were stern, "I'll leave after a few words."

"Oh, you came to see me... how do you know I'm here?"

Song Yu paused for a few seconds before speaking: "Xu Qingruan, she told me, but even without her, Lu Zhenqi can find you anytime as long as you are in Binhai."

"You really have great powers." Zhen Qi pursed her lips slightly

Song Yu's tone was chilling: "When Lu Zhenqi met last time, you said that you came back for a divorce, but I have been busy for a while."

Zhen Qi trembled slightly, and raised her head to meet his burning eyes. "As you said yesterday, I will be off work soon, and I can go through the formalities at any time."

"I've changed my mind." Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi with raised eyebrows, "I don't plan to divorce today."

"Why?" For some unknown reason, Zhen Qi believed that she suddenly felt relieved, but he still didn't understand how Song Yu would change his mind.

"After I went back, I thought about it carefully. No matter how rich you are, that child is not mine, but I doubt your statement, so I plan to do a paternity test." Song Yu explained coldly.

"And then?" Zhenqi felt slightly uneasy.

"If the child is not mine, I think I will call you Ms. Lu in the future. I have nothing to do with you from now on, but if the child is mine—"

"What will happen to you if it's yours?" Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu anxiously.

Song Yu pursed her lips and smiled, "If the child is mine, the relationship between me and you is just to have a child."

Zhenqi's heart shrank fiercely, and then she smiled, "I think so too."