Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Looking at Song Yu's creamy face, Zhen Qi clenched her fists fiercely; "Uncle, what do you want me to answer?" What the hell are you, otherwise what do you want from me, Zhen Qi roared in her heart with.

Song Yu's brows were knit together, Zhen Qi looked at him curling his lips, acting like someone owed him money all day long, I was really worried that he would be bald before he reached middle age, thinking about Song Yu's baldness Seeing this, Zhenqi couldn't help feeling a little terrified, and then shook her head to get rid of those horrible thoughts.

"The money for this dress will be added to your account." Song Yu said slowly, looking at Zhen Qi's eyes with a smirk, not knowing how dark he was in his heart, Song Yu took out a handkerchief to wipe, just now When she was about to wipe the cake on the corner of her mouth, she heard Zhenqi's exclamation: "It's that simple?"

Zhenqi looked at Song Yu in disbelief, and just let herself go, and stopped abusing herself. If she had thrown herself out the door before, and then warned herself not to enter his room again, but now Song Yu It is unscientific that Yu only needs to compensate for the loss of his clothes.

"Otherwise?" Song Yu frowned and gave Zhen Qi a slash, "What else do you want? To lick these damned cakes clean?"

lick clean?Zhenqi's heart trembled violently, the uncle still has this taste, who can ask him to lick it clean?It couldn't be me, Zhen Qi had a chill, and then shook her head. Although she had a chill, it was more like Song Yu. Zhen Qi was speechless at her masochistic tendency, so she didn't want it, "I'll lose money."

Song Yu raised a ghostly smile at the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the pen and paper on the table with his chin; "You are in my heart, second only to Song Jiyao in credit, and currently ranked first from the bottom. If you want me to believe you, okay, write according to."

Writing the evidence, the corners of Zhenqi's mouth twitched fiercely. What time is this? You still need to write the evidence. Uncle, you have traveled from the old society. Zhenqi stuck out her tongue, but she met Song Yu's cold eyes When I was in my eyes, I was completely discouraged, so I just wrote it, anyway, I have to pay it back, although I don’t have credit in this stupid heart, this kind of debt avoidance is not what I am good at after all.

Although she was mentally prepared, when Zhen Qi held the pen, what appeared in her mind was the scene of Xi'er prostitution, isn't it Xi'er, he Song Yu is that damned Yang Bailao.Zhenqi sniffed, and the glass heart shattered to the ground.

"I did the math, and I owe you a total of 23000—" Zhen Qi dropped the pen in her hand and started a new conversation, but this topic hurt her even more.

Song Yu pulled a face and corrected Zhen Qi again; "It's 23080."

The corner of Zhenqi's mouth twitched violently, but a bright smile appeared again in an instant: "Didn't you say to get me a whole one?"

"I've already taken it." Song Yu glanced at Zhenqi lightly, not wanting to start the topic, "Including the clothes money just now, it is now 53080, Lu Zhenqi, you can figure it out."

Zhen Qi tried her best to drag her chin, and then swallowed her saliva very hard. A piece of clothing is 3 yuan. Rich people are self-willed. Looking at Song Yu's pulled face, Zhen Qi is really very happy. I want to tell him that 53080 concubines can't make money.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhen Qi.A gleam of light flashed in his eyes and quickly hid in his deep pupils.

"Uncle's 5 yuan—" Zhen Qi let out a sigh of relief, and felt pain all over her body as soon as she opened her mouth.

"It's 53080 yuan." Song Yu corrected patiently.

Zhenqi's heart is full of deep resentment, but she has a smile on her face; "Uncle, I don't have that much money. I used to be able to work to make money, and sometimes that scumbag would give me money." A little money, although it is not much, but it accumulates over time, now, since I have not gone out to work, I really have no money, I can't even eat, you really have the heart to—”

Song Yu pushed Zhenqi's hand away, crossed his arms, and looked at Zhenqi leisurely; "Lu Zhenqi, you said so much, is it because I didn't give you money?"

Zhenqi shook her head in trepidation; "I dare not."

Yes, how dare she blame Song Yu, knowing that the current self eats what he has, uses what he has, and pays what he owes him. If she blames him, it would be suicide in disguise.He, Lu Zhenqi, had only just begun in his prime, how could it end inexplicably?

Song Yu snorted, looked at Zhen Qi who was wandering again, and spoke slowly after a while; "Looking at your pitiful appearance, I won't embarrass you anymore, you just write the IOU, who is it?" Change me when you have money, and I will give you 1000 yuan every month from now on."

Zhenqi turned her face away, looked at the blue night sky outside the window, and took the spoon in Tim Tim's hand. Is this considered nurturing?If you want to write the Lord Long En, it will be 1000 a month, and it will be two years after paying off the money. Zhen Qi bit the spoon hard, until Song Yu told her to write the receipt quickly, and she reacted with some sadness.

Zhenqi owed Song Yu 53080. When writing numbers, Song Yu still reminded her: "I have already removed the change for you, come on."

Should I thank your whole family? Zhen Qi gave Song Yu a hard look. After splitting the paper into two, Zhen Qi stubbornly took out a one-yuan coin from her pocket and put it on Song Yu's desk. Before; "53081 is 50381, uncle, there is no need to hold one yuan less." After finishing speaking, before Song Yu could speak, he said, "I will replace the IOU last time, or there will be another [-] yuan by then."

Song Yu took a deep look at Zhen Qi, and then took out a neatly folded note from her body and put it on the table. Zhen Qi grabbed the note and crushed her, watching Song Yu forcefully " Hmph." "Uncle, rest, I'm going back to my room."

"You don't have anything to say to me." Looking at Zhen Qi at the door, Song Yu spoke slowly.

Zhen Qi looked back at Song Yu's confident appearance and slapped her on the head fiercely. Didn't she come to Song Yu this time for Song Qianxun's matter, but in the end she actually brought up the money matter painfully, Song Yu Qianxun, Song Qianxun, do you think it is troublesome for you to fall in love? Now I am a free servant of your family.

"Uncle Chihiro has a boyfriend?" Zhen Qi said after thinking for a while, feeling pain in the ass as soon as the words came out.

Song Yu gave Zhen Qi a gouged look, his face covered with black charcoal, indicating that he didn't want to bring up this topic.

Zhen Qi took a deep breath, she owed him so much money now, the situation couldn't be worse, if she succeeds, it would be good to ask Song Qianxun to get a red envelope from a matchmaker; "Qianxun told me that she is very happy. Like that boy."

Song Yu still didn't speak, but his face was getting darker and darker.

"Some things are beyond your control, uncle, you want her to be happy, but she is very happy now, why do you want to stop her?"