Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

In the end, Song Jiyao still didn't eat with Luo Shanshan, but sat with Lu Zhenqi in a narrow noodle restaurant, waiting for the fat boss to serve a bowl of boiled noodles.

"Sorry, money is tight recently." Zhen Qi looked at Song Jiyao with a look of disgust and smiled, then fawningly took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

Song Jiyao carefully looked at the pair of chopsticks whose original color could no longer be seen, then picked up a paper towel and wiped it carefully, then looked again, and wiped it again.

Zhenqi was not happy, she chose a pair of chopsticks and held them in her hands. Are they that dirty? Rich people are like that. Whether it is Song Jiyao, Song Yu or the former Shaohan, they are all tortoises.Hmph, Zhenqi looked at the unwashed vegetable leaves on the chopsticks, took a deep breath, then put the chopsticks aside, scratched her head and looked at Song Jiyao.

"Zhenqi—" Song Jiyao started to wipe the table after wiping the chopsticks, and finally said slowly: "I made Shanshan angry again."

Zhenqi's face was dark immediately, but when she raised her head, she looked sympathetic; "It's very understandable, it's a pity, you are such an excellent man, why—" Zhenqi felt like she was about to vomit.

"I helped her, and I asked her to agree with me with my body." Song Jiyao looked at Zhenqi pitifully: "Little cousin, please comfort me."

The corners of Zhenqi's mouth twitched violently, holding back the cold sweat on her head, she said with difficulty: "It's pretty cheap." But looking at Song Jiyao's fire-breathing eyes, she added: "I deeply regret what happened to you." pity."

Zhenqi felt a little wronged. Song Jiyao would talk to him when he was wronged, but who would he go to when he was wronged?Gently sniffing her nose, Zhen Qi tried hard to hide her sadness, Song Jiyao was already blocked enough, and she couldn't add another block to him.

Just when the two were immersed in their own sorrow, the fat boss had already brought the bowl of boiled noodles to their table, and after leaving he did not look at them with contempt, "Who are you, dressed in bright clothes?" , I actually ordered two bowls of boiled noodles."

Zhen Qi sniffed hard, so loud that Song Jiyao, who was looking at the bowl of boiled noodles in clear soup, couldn't help but look at her inquiringly.

"I'm sorry." Zhenqi's cheeks flushed when she thought of the boss's words, it was really hard for Song Jiyao, can he eat the noodles in clear soup like this, no.

"Zhenqi, I know you've been short of funds recently, but—" But this is probably a bit exaggerated, Song Jiyao picked up a noodle, but in the end he didn't have the courage to put it in his mouth, and he wouldn't get food poisoning if he ate it.

Zhenqi raised her head and smiled: "It's very close to the people here."

Being close to the people, Song Jiyao has black lines on his face, he is not a high-ranking official, he doesn't need to be close to the people, and it is his turn to be close to the people.

Zhen Qi looked at Song Jiyao's "horse face" that was almost in sync with Song Yu, and then looked at her bowl of boiled noodles. Perhaps it was the boss's mistake. In Zhen Qi's bowl lay a piece of beef the size of a fingernail. After thinking about it for a while, Zhenqi gave Song Jiyao that piece of beef, as his repayment and compensation.

"Enough." Song Jiyao threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and stood up suddenly: "Lu Zhenqi and I will not be reduced to eating these."

Zhen Qi looked at Song Jiyao with wide eyes. Her tall figure, perfect face, and deep noble temperament all made Zhen Qi awe-inspiring. Of course, the fat boss who was just dozing off at another table also He stood up in awe.

Song Jiyao took away Zhenqi's chopsticks, and then left a piece of "soft girl" on the table, turned his nose at the boss, and touched his nose like Bruce Lee: "Don't look for it."

So Zhenqi left the store with the ever-changing face of the boss. In the end, the boss still nodded and bowed to Song Jiyao: "Welcome to come again next time."

The corners of Song Jiyao's mouth twitched fiercely, lying on the car, he tossed his hair coolly: "I will never come here again in my life."

Zhenqi's heart trembled violently, goodbye beef.

Along the way, Zhenqi kept complaining about Song Jiyao. She hadn't eaten any beef yet, so Song Jiyao stopped the car in front of a western restaurant.

After getting off the car, Zhen Qi looked at the high-end western restaurant and stopped. Through the glass, she seemed to see Song Yu, Xiao Wei sitting beside her, and herself cutting a steak opposite.

Memories hit like a flood, Zhen Qi suffocated watching the scenes replaying in front of her eyes like a movie, Song Yu knocked his head with a deep smile in his eyes, and then Song Yu cut the steak for himself, with graceful movements Skillful, her eyes are full of envy, it turns out that they have been together for a long time, so long that they have had so many memories before they knew it, Zhen Qi tried her best to cover her mouth or she would cry out.

"What's the matter?" Song Jiyao looked at Zhenqi who had stopped and asked, he was not used to those red eyes, as expected, Lu Zhenqi was not suitable for sadness, but cousin, how could you make her sad.

Zhenqi shook her head lightly: "Sand got in my eyes." This was a very old-fashioned excuse and a very unsophisticated lie, and even Zhenqi fell silent after she finished speaking.Fortunately, Song Jiyao didn't ask any more questions, but put his hands in his pockets, walked into the restaurant, and told Zhenqi before entering the door: "Wipe it up and come in. Aren't you thinking about the steak? Today, my son will let you eat a steak." enough."

Zhen Qi froze for a moment, and then quickly chased after her. If Song Jiyao ate all the steaks, it would be really uncomfortable. Let's talk about sadness and so on when you are full. How hypocritical to be hungry.

In the extravagant and quiet hall, there were still people playing the violin, and even the music they played was the one they heard when they were with Song Yu. It was Zhen Qi who asked Song Yu, "Uncle, what song is this?"

Song Yu, who was cutting the steak, put on a literate face and told her: "Liang Zhu."

So Zhen Qi took advantage of the moment Song Yu looked at the beauty playing the violin, and replaced the steak he had cut in front of her.

It was a quiet and beautiful afternoon, and thinking about it now seems like a lifetime away.Zhenqi buried her head, but a cut steak was placed in front of her.

Looking at Song Jiyao in amazement, the other party had a calm face, "Eat it." After speaking, he changed Zhenqi's steak to his face.

Song Jiyao's steak moves are very good-looking, but Zhenqi thinks that no matter what, he is not as good-looking as Song Yu. Maybe it is because Song Yu is the first person to cut a steak for himself, Zhenqi thinks a little tenderly.

"My cousin said that you don't know how to cut steak. He said that no matter who is with you in the future, he will remember to cut a steak for you." Song Jiyao said slowly.

But Zhen Qi felt sad for a while. It turned out that everyone knew about her own shit, but why couldn't she hate Song Yu? He was the one who said all these embarrassing things.