Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

The sun sets in the west, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Song Yu stood with his hands behind his back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office on the tenth floor of Zhengqing Office, quietly watching the red-eyed sunset.

Song Yu wondered why he was in the mood to appreciate the sunset.

Maybe it's because some things already have a clue. Maybe it was just a suspicion before, but now Song Yu can be sure that the child is his own son, because when the party himself said that he was going to be identified, Zhenqi's face was uneasy, such Others may not be able to feel the anxiety, but I can clearly feel it. The child must be me. Song Yu is now convinced of this.

At this moment, Zhao Jiaqian, Yuan Zhengqing's assistant, gently pushed open the door, and saw Song Yu standing in front of the window with his back to her, with a cigarette in his hand, looking lonely... Lonely?

Zhao Jiaqian almost doubted her own eyes. Can this word be used for a domineering president who has always been confident and composed?

Song Yu heard the sound of the door opening, turned around and looked at the beautiful assistant standing behind him uneasily and asked, "Is Uncle Yuan here?"

"Not yet." Zhao Jiaqian woke up from her own delusions and said quickly, "Lawyer Yuan is currently handling a case of Hengyuan Group. He asked me to tell you and ask you to wait."

"Hmm." Song Yu put away his messy thoughts, spoke lightly, then turned around and sat on Yuan Zhengming's office chair, looking at the scenery outside the window leisurely.

Zhengqing Office is in front of the magazine where Zhenqi works. Song Yu suddenly wondered if he could see Zhenqi passing by here. Thinking, he stood up again and walked towards the window. The party was approaching the window. Suddenly, Song Yu stopped in his tracks.

So what if she saw it, she still refused to return to her side, seeing herself was just making herself uncomfortable, Song Yu sat back on the chair a little decadently, closed her eyes and meditated.

Yuan Zhengming finally sent off the vice president of Hengyuan Group, and when he returned to his office, he saw Song Yu leaning on a chair tiredly with his eyes closed.

The playful Yuan Zhengming slapped it with a giant palm. Song Yu opened his eyes helplessly, looking at the old urchin in front of him and said helplessly, "Uncle Yuan."

Yuan Zhengming, who is nearly [-] years old, should have retired many years ago. In fact, he did retire for more than a year, but he knew that his only son, the young man who was forced by his father to study law, chose to retire. In order not to be able to afford Liang, Yuan Zhengming returned to his post after a one-year vacation in order not to close the Zhengqing office he had built.

Whenever he mentioned his reinstatement, the grey-haired old man always sighed, if only his son had half of Song Yu's ability.

At this time, Yuan Zhengming sat in front of Song Yu with the tea brought by his assistant, and arrogantly crossed his legs: "What do you want me to do, kid?"

Song Yu said without raising his head, "A lawsuit."

"No way!" Yuan Lao yelled, "There has been no negative news about your company and you in the news recently!"

"So what?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows and asked

"So what!" Yuan Lao repeated Song Yu's words, shaking his head, "Who do you want to tell this time?"

Song Yu narrowed his eyes: "I'm not asking for an expert this time, but I'm here to consult you about something."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Lao asked.

"Private business."

"Private matter?!" A flash of Guan Ze flashed in Yuan Lao's eyes, and he leaned over treacherously, "Since you said that, Song Yu, I also have a question for you. I have been holding back this question for a long time, you Is it homosexuality or a hidden disease?"

For such a boring low-level element, it is crazy to ignore him.

At this moment, Zhao Jiaqian came in to deliver coffee to Song Yu. When she was leaving, Song Yu stopped her and asked, "Is there a lady named Lu who came to see Uncle Yuan today?"

Zhao Jiaqian thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "No."

Song Yu said "hmm" to express understanding, and said to Zhao Jiaqian: "There is nothing to do here, you should go home early."

Zhao Jiaqian shook her head and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I'll set when Lawyer Yuan leaves. By the way, does Mr. Song need me to help you order something outside?"

"No, thank you."

Zhao Jiaqian let out an oh, and went out with a face full of disappointment.

Yuan Zhengming looked at Zhao Jiaqian who was leaving and said, "Ayu, this little girl is interesting to you. Would you like me to help you get married?"

"Uncle Yuan, stop joking. I won't go back and harm people like this girl." Song Yu said with a smile.

Heart of stone!Elder Yuan shook his head secretly. Song Yu's attitude towards women has always been polite and considerate, but never overstepped. Over the years, many women have become heroic under the name "Song Yu".

We can't blame those women for flocking to her. Even from the eyes of an elder like Yuan Zhengming, Song Yu is still too good.Leaving aside his heroic appearance, in the past few years alone, he has turned the tide and made Song Jing rise again in a short period of time. Such an invincible image is enough to attract any proud or beautiful woman.

"Song Yu, tell Uncle, what kind of woman do you like? With so many women, you don't have a heart? The beauty director of a foreign company has a hot body! The female host of the TV station, have you worked together for so long? No sparks? And my smart and capable colleague, I met her in court today, and she even asked you about you..."

Yuan Lao became more and more excited as he talked, but Song Yu didn't listen and let him talk nonsense.

What's so good about a one-man show? In the end, Mr. Yuan stopped in frustration, and after a while his eyes lit up again: "I see, you like Lin Miaolan, right? The news said that you and her child were both born. This time, is La asking about my pre-marital property, you plan to marry him. "

"No." Song Yu said angrily, "I'm here this time to consult you about paternity testing."

"Paternity test?" Yuan Lao was slightly startled, and then looked at Song Yu with a smile on his face, "See, you still deny it, Lin Miaolan?"

"This matter has nothing to do with her, it's Lu Zhenqi." Song Yu finally said the button, and suddenly felt a lot lighter in his heart.

"Zhenqi?" Yuan Lao exclaimed. He always remembered this kind and innocent apprentice very clearly. At that time, he knew Song Yu's heart for this girl, and they both held weddings before, but at the wedding The girl ran away, and later I heard some people say that this girl went abroad, but I didn't expect that she came back and had a child.

"Now I suspect that the child next to him is mine." Song Yu said slowly, "But she doesn't admit it, so I will do a paternity test."

"Does she agree?" Yuan Zhengming asked.

"I haven't said it yet, but I don't think she will agree." Song Yu took a deep breath.