Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

He knew that he would be rejected, but Song Yu couldn't help but said that he wanted to stay by Zhen Qi's side even more when he saw his child in detail, every second was a second.But in the end it was rejected.

Zhenqi looked at the somewhat desolate figure standing under the street lamp, her heart felt as if someone had been torn apart, she paused and turned around and said, "I'm really sorry, I haven't wanted Yijing to introduce you yet, and neither have I. I know how to introduce you, Song Yu, I also need time."

"I understand." Song Yu replied boldly, paying attention to safety when going upstairs.

Zhen Qi nodded, but when she turned around, she was stopped by Song Yu again, "Zhen Qi, I want to tell you something."

"What?" Jane asked, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"My mother doesn't know that Lin Miaolan's child is not mine. She has always said that the child was born to me and Lin Miaolan. He has been taking care of that child as his own grandson all these years. Now he has a heart disease. I don't want to Let me know the truth, so." Song Yu finished well.

Zhenqi understood what he was going to say, even if the child was not Song Yu's soft voice, but the child was still the eldest son of the Song family, Zhenqi grinned, "What age is this and you are still talking about this, oh, I don't care if that child is It's not about you and Lin Miaolan, I only care about your attitude towards Yijing."

"This is your and my child, I have no reason not to be nice to him." Song Yu said without doubt.

"I hope so." Zhen Qi nodded slightly, and then said to Song Yu, "Can I go up?"

"I have something else to say." Song Yu stepped forward, the street lamp light shone on his face, making him look a bit lazy, but much softer.

"I haven't figured out how to handle my relationship with Lin Miaolan, so I don't want Song Yu to appear in front of my mother prematurely." Song Yu said.

"As long as you take him to your house, I can guarantee this." Zhen Qi said, "There is nothing else to do now, I can go back."

"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, and when she turned around, she didn't forget to remind Zhen Qi, "Remember I'll pick up Yijing tomorrow."

Zhenqi never once thought that Soong Yu would know about Yijing's existence, at least not so soon. In her plan, Zhenqi wanted to leave Binhai with Xiao Yijing after divorcing Soong Yu and return to her hometown.

But many times people's plans are useless, Zhen Qi did not expect to meet Song Yu and Lin Miaolan in the supermarket.

Pushing open the door, Yi Jing, who was wearing blue plush, pounced on Zhen Qi's body. Zhen Qi squatted in front of her son and straightened her son's clothes. No matter what, as long as she saw this child, Zhen Qi had no reason to be sad.

"Is Feynman brushing his teeth so late?" Jane asked, straightening her son's panda nightcap.

"I brushed it." Feynman said in a childish voice, "The big cat said that children should brush their teeth on time at night, and the magnetic energy will grow up healthily."

"Big cat?" Zhenqi looked at Yijing suspiciously.

"It's just a cartoon character." The aunt on the side said with a smile, "Our Yijing has been watching it all the time recently."

Zhenqi responded, and patted Yijing's hand lightly, her eyes were full of pity, because she had to work, so she had no time to take care of Yijing, and now she didn't even have time to watch cartoons with him , For Yijing Zhenqi, I have to be ashamed of myself.

"Zhenqi, was that the father of the child just now?" asked the auntie.

"Auntie is late today, you should go to bed earlier." Zhenqi interrupted her auntie, smiled apologetically, and then said to Yijing, "|Feynman, will you listen to your mother tell you a story next time?"

"Think." Xiao Yijing looked at Zhenqi excitedly.

"Then obediently go to bed and lie down now, mom will come and tell you the story right away."

As soon as Zhenqi finished speaking, Yijing jumped happily and ran towards her self.

After Yijing closed her door, Zhenqi squatted in front of Yijing's toys, gently picked up a small truck, Zhenqi wiped the oil stains on it, and handed it to the auntie.

"Zhenqi, go and accompany Yijing, I will clean here." Auntie looked at Zhenqi embarrassedly.

"Auntie, I know that you are very kind to Yijing, and I also know that you have worked hard in Yijing these days, but there are many things about Yijing that Auntie doesn't know, and I haven't figured out how to let him know, because—— "Jenqi's words stop at the point.

The aunt smiled awkwardly, and then pulled Zhen Qi to sit on the sofa beside her, "My child, although you hired me with money, in my eyes you are the same as my daughter. These days you I have also seen your efforts, but child, do you know that you are just too stubborn, and you are obsessed with everything that is strange, so this is not acceptable."

"Auntie, I know what you want to say, I will let Yijing and his father recognize each other, because I know that a father is very important to a child, but I really don't know how to explain it now, let him understand his Life experience." Zhen Qi said helplessly, life experience, Yijing's life experience, she really didn't have a good position, maybe she was the one to face.

"A child's world is not as complicated as we think. You just need to tell him the truth, and his understanding will definitely exceed your imagination."

As long as you tell him the truth, his understanding will go beyond your imagination. It's true, Zhen Qi doesn't believe it, but even if she doesn't believe it, she still knocks on Yijing's door.

"Mother coming." Yijing's voice came from the room.

Zhenqi pushed open the door, and then she stuck out her head and saw that she was already under the blue Mickey Mouse quilt, and looked at herself with a head.

"Little prince, is mom coming in?" Zhenqi smiled and walked towards the prince, pretending to be a big bad wolf, and Yijing burst into laughter.

"The little prince has returned to his planet and is living fast." After reading a story, Zhenqi yawned, closed the book, and pressed a kiss on Yijing's forehead, "Good night, my little prince."

"But mom, I have a question." Yijing opened her eyes and looked at Zhenqi, "Can I ask you?"

Gently tapped on Yijing's nose, Zhenqi smiled happily. "Yes, my prince."

"The uncle on Mom's TV is my dad, right? He's also the uncle who helped us in the supermarket, right?"

Looking at Yijing's pure eyes, Zhenqi smiled slightly, "Does Yijing like him?"

"I like it." Yijing nodded, "I would like him even more if he were my father."

"Doesn't Yijing like that dad is a superhero?" Zhenqi gently rubbed her son's head, "But that uncle is not a superhero."

"He is." Yijing looked at Zhenqi seriously, "That uncle has been on TV, and superheroes have to be on TV. An uncle helped us, and superheroes helped us, so he is my father."