Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Holding a glass of grapefruit juice, Xu Ruoxi said with a smile on her face, "Yes, Shaoxiang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

"Who talked nonsense?" Cheng Shaoxiang yelled resolutely: "Who was here just now who kept making phone calls and looking outside the courtyard?"

Xu Ruoxi's face flushed slightly, and she was about to explode, when Sophie Fei beside her exited in time to help her out.

"Ruoxi, your concert will be held in two weeks. I heard that there will be limited edition dresses at Paris Fashion Week next week. Have you ordered Evan's latest style?"

"You also want Evan to design one for you?" Xu Ruoxi blinked at Su Feifei: "I can help."

"Really?" Su Feifei shouted excitedly: "Haha, can I wear the dress designed by Evan?"

"Of course it's true," Lei Shengting who had just walked over took the words: "Who is Ruoxi? The youngest pianist in China, her performance costume in half a month will be tailor-made for her by Evan .”

Zijun turned his head, only to see that Lei Shengting had even brought a one-year-old baby over.

Lei Shengting only saw Zijun when he got closer, and immediately nodded to greet her: "Sister-in-law is here."

No matter how long Tong Zhenyu and Zhang Zijun's marriage can last, if they don't divorce for a day, then Zhang Zijun will be Tong Zhenyu's wife for a day, and Lei Shengting should be called his sister-in-law.

Cheng Shaoxiang stared at Xu Ruoxi with wide eyes: "Wow, all your performance dresses are tailor-made by Evan. This is amazing. Are you going to take the international route?"

Xu Ruoxi glanced at Cheng Shaoxiang: "Could it be that I have to take the rural route instead?"

Everyone laughed loudly, Cheng Shaoxiang was choked up, and even blushed with shame.

"By the way, where are Zhenzhou and Xia Lan?" Only then did Su Feifei realize that Zhenzhou and Xia Lan, who were still here before, had disappeared.

"The two of them probably went to look at the presents over there," Qiao Zimo answered with a smile on the side, "My aunt received a lot of baby birthday presents today. I heard that my uncle gave me a pair of "Frog Fun Picture" What about my aunt?"

"Really?" Cheng Shaoxiang suggested at the side: ""Frog Fun Picture", this is an ancient calligraphy and painting, let's enjoy it too."

Zijun stood quietly at the side, watching them chat about fashion, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and the conversation was full of enthusiasm.

Tong Zhenyu noticed that Zijun had been standing silently, frowning slightly from the side: "Why didn't you speak?"

Zijun smiled wryly in his heart, it's because she didn't speak, no one wanted to talk to her at all, she has been completely ignored by them, okay?

"Brother Sheng Ting, let's enjoy "Frog Fun Picture" too, "I won't be able to see it until my aunt puts it away." Su Feifei shouted from the side.

Lei Shengting glanced at the child he was holding: "My sister walked away, let me take care of it."

"Here... Who doesn't want to watch "Frog Picture"?" Although Su Feifei was asking everyone, her eyes fell directly on Zhang Zijun.

Zijun is not the kind of person who doesn't know what's interesting, she doesn't know this group of people well, especially Su Feifei has a festival, even if she follows her, she will probably be boring herself.

So she said to Lei Shengting: "Mr. Lei, you can go with them to appreciate the calligraphy and painting, and just leave it to me to take care of your nephew."

"Why is that so embarrassing?" Lei Shengting shook his head, disapproving of Zijun staying to take care of the child.

"Miss Zhang, you can go with us," Xu Ruoxi said with a smile on one side, ""Frog Fun Picture" is a rare treasure."

Zijun shook his head and said calmly: "No, you go. I don't know much about antique calligraphy and paintings, and it's useless to look at them. It's better to stay and take care of the children."

"Ruoxi, what are you talking about? If people don't want to go, forget it. Do you think everyone is as artistic as you?"

Su Feifei urged a little impatiently on the side: "Let's go quickly, dinner will be served later."

After Su Feifei shouted this sentence, she took two steps first and then turned her head to urge Tong Zhenyu who was standing there: "Brother Zhenyu, hurry up, let's go together."

Tong Zhenyu hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Zijun: "Well, I'll come out after I go and have a look."

Before Zijun could nod his head, Cheng Shaoxiang reached out and grabbed Tong Zhenyu's arm and pulled him away.

After Zijun and the others left, they turned around and said to Lei Shengting who was still standing there, "Give me the child."

"That... you've worked hard." Lei Shengting handed the child to Zijun.

Lei Shengting's nephew was just over one year old, and he was still a little unsteady in walking because he shaved his head bald in Xia Tian, ​​so there was a small lump of hair on his forehead.

Wearing a red bellyband, a pair of bright and dark big eyes are rolling around, looking as cute as the little Fuwa in New Year pictures.

At first, Zijun thought that the child would be easy to coax. After all, the child can already walk, so just lead him around the yard.

But soon she discovered that the child was not as easy to coax as she had imagined, and the little guy refused to leave after holding her for two steps. He raised a pair of small hands and kept yelling "hug" from his mouth.

Well, this is for her to hug. She has no choice but to squat down and hug the little guy.

The child didn't know if he was hungry, as soon as he got into her arms, a pair of small hands went straight to the roundness of her chest, grabbed it and bit it with his mouth.

Zijun's face immediately flushed with embarrassment, and there were other guests chatting around, she quickly used her hands to pull the little guy's head out of her arms.

The little guy was probably really hungry. Seeing the food in his hand flying away, he immediately cried out with a 'wow', and kept yelling 'Mom, mom. '

Zijun didn't know who the little guy's mother was, because he had never met Lei Shengting's sister before, so he couldn't help the little guy find his mother for a while.

There were some candies and snacks on the table next to her. She hurried forward, took an apple and handed it to the little guy in her arms, just to coax him not to cry.

Sure enough, the little guy stopped crying when he had something to eat, the tears were still on his face, and the corners of his mouth were already smiling, he grabbed this piece of apple and stuffed it into his little mouth, immediately the saliva juice flowed on Zijun's chest, making it wet.

Zijun has never held a child before, especially such a small child.

She immediately felt that her posture for holding the child was wrong, so she wanted to stand up the little guy and let him lie on her shoulders.

Who knew that the child was nibbling on an apple, and immediately became upset by her fierce move, and immediately moved his hands and feet in her arms, trying to find a comfortable position.

Zijun was wearing high-heeled shoes, and the child in his arms was dancing with his feet. His feet slipped, and he immediately leaned to the side.

"Be careful!" A slender hand immediately grabbed her arm and wrapped it around her waist.

And a gentle and familiar voice came from the ear.