Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Because Zhenqi and Song Yu took the bus when they went there, and they had to take the bus when they came back.

But when I went back, I happened to encounter the evening rush hour, and the car was full of those white-collar workers who worked overtime on weekends.

The car drove very slowly, and the compartment was full of Wen Dou with inferior perfume. Zhen Qi stood in front of Song Yu, and her head was filled with the scent of the perfume of the hotly dressed beauty next to her.

The strong atmosphere made Zhen Qi, who had an empty stomach, couldn't help but want to vomit.

Looking at those people who wanted to see Gui Yuyue Yang staring at her, Zhen Qi could only cover her mouth with her hand, adapting with difficulty.

In fact, it's not that she's hypocritical, it's that he just had lunch, his stomach has reached its limit, and Zhen Qi herself hates the smell of roses, under such double torture, Zhen Qi feels that she is considered a big brother this time.

Just when Zhenqi was blushing and didn't know what to do, a dark blue handkerchief was handed to him.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu in surprise, but the other party just looked at her with an elegant smile, "It will be better if you cover it."

In this case, she couldn’t refuse anything, Zhenqi ended up covering her nose with a handkerchief, and the woody fragrance on the handkerchief spread into Zhenqi’s mind, Zhenqi suddenly felt that her head was not so swollen. Pain, the stomach is also much better from time to time.

"Could you please open the window next to you?" Song Yu's elegant voice came from next to her ear, and the cool breath sprayed on Zhen Qi's neck, making her heart tremble fiercely, she was still pale just now His face instantly became extremely red.

The advantage of a handsome guy is obvious. Just take the example just now. If a wretched guy asks to open the window, the girl with eyeshadow may just ignore it. The reason is that he opened the window directly without asking, and quickly painted the eyeshadow on the other side of himself, then put the mirror in his bag, and looked at Song Yu with a smile on his face, "Handsome guy, where are you?" go to work?"

Song Yu didn't answer, but Zhen Qi felt the displeasure of the people behind her.

"How old is the handsome guy?" The beauty continued to ask, "Don't be embarrassed?"

Song Yu still didn't answer.

"Handsome guy, don't pretend to be cool, let's make friends." The beauty continued.

Just when Zhen Qi thought that Song Yu was about to explode, who knew that the man behind him just pulled Zhen Qi behind her. Without the slightest preparation, Zhen Qi threw herself into Song Yu's arms. After I screamed, I heard Song Yu say calmly, "This is my wife, Miss, please show some respect."

Zhen Qi could tell that Song Yu deliberately emphasized the word "Miss".

Sure enough, the face of the famous woman across from her who was smiling so sweetly just now changed several colors in an instant, and finally her eyes fell on Zhen Qi's body. Such sharp eyes made Zhen Qi feel cold. Husband, don't look for someone who is too handsome, if you don't disturb the people, just go out of those hostile eyes and let yourself be deeply lingering.

There was still some distance between the bus station and the neighborhood where she lived. After getting off the bus, Zhen Qi twisted her bag and walked in front of Song Yu without saying a word.

Song Yu quietly followed Zhen Qi, looking at the weak figure in front of him, she must be angry with him, Song Yu frowned slightly, he just said in the car that Zhen Qi was his woman, so she must Angry, but why is he angry? He is obviously his woman.

"Hey, Lu Zhenqi." Song Yu stepped forward and took Zhenqi's hand.

Zhen Qi stopped, her eyes fell on Song Yu's hand, Song Yu immediately let go of her hand, then stood in front of Zhen Qi, rubbed her hands, "Don't think too much about what happened just now, I didn't want to talk to those women, so I did that."

"Oh" Zhenqi responded softly, it turned out that she had no choice but to do so, that is to say, it didn't matter who was standing in front of him just now, he would do that, say that, so I still thought too much .

"Mr. Song, you don't have to think too much. Before we officially divorced, mine was still your wife." Zhen Qi raised her head and looked at Song Yu with a smile.

Song Yu's face was slightly startled, and his brows were tightly knit together, "Lu Zhenqi, I don't want to hear you say that you are still my wife now."

Damn it, I clearly wanted to say it, but I didn't want to hear her talk about divorce.

Zhenqi looked at the impatient face, was startled for a few seconds, and then smiled, "This is no problem."

Song Yu suddenly felt that what he said was like hitting cotton with his fist, and his heart was full of indescribable depression. Finally, he decided to change the damn topic.

"Just now in the car I saw pinched and uncomfortable."

"It's much better now?" Zhen Qi said as she took out a handkerchief and handed it to Song Yu, "This is for you. Thank you."

When did they want to say thank you, Song Yu looked at the handkerchief with a dark face and said coldly, "Throw it away, it's dirty."

"It's quite dirty, because I've used it before." Zhenqi squeezed out a smile and said, then threw the handkerchief in the trash can, turned and walked towards the gate of the community.

"Jenqi, that's not what I meant." Song Yu stepped forward and grabbed Zhenqi, explaining, "I mean that the bus is stained with those smells that you don't like."

"I know." Zhenqi smiled slightly, "Mr. Song, you don't have to explain anything to me."

"Yeah." Song Yu paused before slowly opening his mouth, "Zhen Qi, you must have worked hard in the United States these years."

Zhenqi didn't think it was hard work, because there was Yijing, if it was said that hard work was only when she missed him, Zhenqi smiled wryly, "There is no such thing as hard or not, so I can put my mind at ease."

With peace of mind, the four words hit Song Yu's heart at once, and it was a long time before she said slowly, "Don't squeeze the bus in the future, you won't be able to bear the smell."

"It's okay, this is the smell I was most familiar with before." Zhen Qi said with a smile, she seemed to love to laugh today.

"Zhenqi, I actually want to say, I want to see the child." Song Yu finally spoke after being silent for a long time.

Knowing his purpose a long time ago, Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu, "Today is too late, let's do it tomorrow, tomorrow I will ask Liu Ziye to take him out to play."

"Can I tell him my identity?" Song Yu asked anxiously.

"Anything," Jane said, "It's just that I keep telling him his dad is a superhero, and I hope you don't disappoint him."

Superhero, Song Yu's mouth twitched slightly, wondering whether he would wear tights tomorrow.

"Okay, it's getting late and I'm going up." Zhenqi pointed to the lit waiting room upstairs, "Feynman is waiting for me, so goodbye."