Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Coming out of Yuan Zhengming's office, it was the rush hour for get off work, and Zhenqi was not in a hurry to go back, and wandered aimlessly along with the crowded flow of people.

The moment she walked out of the office, Zhen Qi finally had to admit that she was not really the same as before.The former self would never shrink back like this. She wanted to see him very much, but she didn't dare to pick her up. Zhen Qi sniffed softly, remembering that many years ago, in order to meet Song Yu, she begged Liu Ziye to take him with her. Do you want to go to Song Yu's engagement by yourself? Although that guy is very sad, but now Zhen Qi admires herself for being so aggressive.

At that time, no matter how many people opposed her, no matter how stinky Song Yu was and how repulsive she was, she could still follow her with a smile on her face, but now she didn't even have the courage to say a few words. up.

Song Yu once said that he would love himself every year. This love is more than last year and a little less than this year. Every New Year he will accompany him to set off fireworks.

But, dear uncle, it’s been three years, and I haven’t let off fireworks in these three years. You, who have kept your promise, have broken your promise this time. Although I asked for all this, Zhenqi sucked hard nose.Follow the crowd on this street full of sorrow.

Just when a black Land Rover suddenly stopped in front of Zhenqi, Zhenqi walked around without raising her head.But I heard a familiar voice: "Get in the car."

Jane looked up in surprise, it was him!

Seeing Zhen Qi standing there in a daze, Song Yu frowned and said again: "You can't park here, get in the car."

Now that the traffic rules are changed, it seems that there is still a change, but before you can speak, a pair of big hands grabbed her, and then she was shoved into the car in such a shameful way.

Zhenqi didn't have time to think about what was going on, the car was already lost in the traffic flow after get off work.

"Chinese food or Western food?" Song Yu asked her while watching the traffic ahead.

"Chinese food." Zhenqi replied reflexively, and realized something was wrong after she finished speaking. What Chinese food and Western food, does he want to treat himself to dinner?

Song Yu looked at Zhen Qi behind her with an innocent face, and cast a cold glance at her: "Can you still hold chopsticks?"

Zhenqi pretended not to hear his cynicism, and asked cautiously: "Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"I'm just hungry, and the Chinese rules have many things to collapse on the dinner table, have you forgotten?"

"Oh." This time he said in a dull voice, a burst of frustration welled up in his heart, it turned out that the relationship between them had reached a point where saying a word seemed redundant and embarrassing.

Dinner was eaten at Fulinmen. The beautiful environment, delicious dishes, and thoughtful service could not improve Zhenqi's dining mood. Facing the expressionless face opposite, she was doomed to have indigestion.

Zhenqi still remembers that she left with Song Yu when she came to this restaurant for the first time. At that time, she was careful when ordering food because of meatball time. The first time was a class reunion, Zhenqi still remembers Sun Xiaofei's appearance, such a sunny and handsome appearance, I don't know if it has changed now, and there is also that girl who doesn't know if they are together, Binhai is really too small, no matter where you go There are memories, good or bad.

The melodious ringtone of the mobile phone broke the dullness at the dinner table, and also interrupted Zhenqi's memories.

Song Yu calmly picked up the phone. "Hey...yes...I'm in Fulinmen...no, there's Lu Zhenqi...just happened to meet...okay."

After Song Yu finished speaking, she suddenly handed the phone to Zhen Qi: "Lin Miaolan wants to talk to you."

Zhen Qi was slightly startled. He didn't want to answer Lin Miaolan's call at first, but seeing Song Yu's eyes, he gave in again, and slowly answered the phone. Zhen Qi said nervously: "Hello."

"Hello, Zhenqi." A soft voice came from the other end, and it turned out that Lin Miaolan was still the same as she remembered, and even her voice hadn't changed.

"Miao Lan, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see."

Immediately, both ends were silent, not knowing what to say, and finally Lin Miaolan said, "Zhen Qi, how have you been all these years?"

"It's not bad, I'm so happy to miss you." Zhen Qi said it pretending to be relaxed, not noticing that Song Yu's movements on the opposite side suddenly froze.

"Hmm." There was another silence, and Lin Miaolan said, "Can you give me your contact information? Let's meet sometime."

"Okay." Zhenqi reported her mobile phone number.

"Well, goodbye then."

"Goodbye."

After pressing the hang up button, Zhen Qi returned the phone to Song Yu, but he didn't answer it. "Enter your cell phone number."

Zhen Qi was startled, lowered her head to enter the number, but encountered difficulties when entering the name.

"What Chinese input method do you use?"

"Stroke."

"Oh."

Still can't get it out. "How do you type Qi?"

Song Yu reached for the mobile phone in her hand: "I'll do it."

Zhen Qi watched in embarrassment as his slender fingers hopped elegantly and quickly on the silver-gray mobile phone, and it was finished in a few seconds, closed and put into her pocket.

"You even forgot how to write your Chinese name?"

"No, I don't know how to use your mobile phone." Zhenqin explained dully.

Song Yu glanced at her and stopped talking.The dinner was spent in such a silent atmosphere, even until he sent her home.

Jane got out of the car and said, "Thank you for taking me back."

Song Yu nodded and drove away at a high speed.

Zhenqi stood there, feeling dazed, and she didn't know how long she stood there, until she realized the strange eyes of passers-by before she woke up like a dream, and hurried upstairs.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Luo Luo and Liu Ziye whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Seeing Zhen Qi coming back, Luo Luo made a look, and Liu Ziye took Xiao Yijing to the study.

"I saw that he sent you back." Luo Luo said straight to the point.

"Hmm." Zhenqi put down the bag in her hand in a daze, sat on the sofa and opened a carton of milk, "He said he wanted to talk to me about something, I thought it was about Feynman."

"How was the talk?" Lolo said. "I heard from Liu Ziye that Song Yu has agreed to divorce you."

"Yeah." Zhen Qi took a sip of milk, "He said he was going to do a paternity test, and if Feynman was his son, he would definitely try to get him back."

"What are you going to do?" Luo Luo asked anxiously, "You will have nothing when the time comes, and Feynman is your life."

Zhenqi sighed softly, and rubbed the center of her brows, "What can I do, the child belongs to him, I think I can't hide it, but I'm also selfish when I think about it, I can't do it because of my own reasons Just deprive the child, no matter what the house is, the bond between Feynman and Song Yu will never change."

"Then what do you do?" said the words of Loloha City.

"I've thought about it, I'll try my best to reconcile with Xiqiao and Song Yu." Zhen Qi fiddled with the empty box in her hand, "Anyway, I was the one who lied to him first."