Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

The way back was very quiet, and Tong Zhenyu didn't overly ask her to spend the night in his apartment, which surprised Zijun a bit.

In fact, she had already thought about it before going out. She owed Tong Zhenyu too much, and she really had nothing else to return to him except this person, so since he wanted it, she still had to give it.

So, she thought that Tong Zhenyu would take her to his apartment again tonight, or a villa in Shanghefang, or open a room in a certain hotel.

In fact, it's the same wherever he goes, his goal is to want her, and she can't hide, can't hide, and even has nowhere to hide!

The car drove quietly in the quiet night, and half an hour later, it accurately stopped at the downstairs of Zhang's house.

"Go up, it's getting late, so your dad won't worry." He leaned over and helped her unbuckle her seat belt. The heat of his body spread around her, and the air-conditioned space suddenly became hot.

Zijun didn't open the door to get out of the car immediately, but looked at him, bit the corner of his lower lip and asked, "What happened to my mother in America..."

"I will arrange for someone to call you tomorrow," Tong Zhenyu reached out, brushed the hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Don't think too much, since I have helped you, even if you don't want to marry I, I still want to help till the end."

Zijun was slightly taken aback, he had already pulled back, she nodded, took a deep breath, opened the door to get out of the car, and then walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

When he reached the door, he turned around again and saw that Tong Zhenyu's car was still parked there, so he waved to him again, signaling him to go back quickly, and then walked up the stairs.

I thought my father had already fallen asleep, so I opened the door and went in, only to find that the light was on in the living room, and my father was standing on the balcony watching the night view of the community.

Immediately, an ominous premonition welled up in Zijun's heart. She walked over cautiously and called out softly, "Dad..."

Zhang Tianzhu turned around, looked at her, sighed and asked, "Just now, was it Tong Zhenyu's car that brought you back?"

Zijun nodded. His father must have seen Tong Zhenyu in the car, standing on the balcony, right?

"Your mother is in the United States, and he helped arrange it?" Zhang Tianzhu asked with a frown.

Zijun nodded again. It was originally arranged by Tong Zhenyu, but everything was just a scene arranged by Tong Zhenyu.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago." Zhang Tianzhu murmured to himself: "You have no relatives and no reason in the United States, and you are not familiar with it at all. If there is no one to help you with such a big matter as your mother, How can you arrange it well?"

"..." Zijun was speechless, his father really understood him.

"Is Tong Zhenyu sincere in proposing to you?" Zhang Tianzhu asked suddenly.

Zijun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded mechanically: "He is sincere, it's just..."

"It's just that his body is in such a state now." Zhang Tianzhe took the words with a sigh, then looked up at Zijun and said, "After you left at night, Cheng Fei came to see me and sat here for nearly two hours. , Seeing that I can’t wait for you, I’ll go back.”

Zijun glanced at the several boxes of gifts on the coffee table, which must have been brought by Lin Chengfei. He finally remembered his adoptive father who had sponsored him.

"Chengfei said that his marriage is not going well." Zhang Tianzhu looked at his daughter and continued, "What Chengfei means is that if you are still willing to be with him, then he can divorce for nothing... "

"Dad, he is married now," Zijun quickly snatched Zhang Tianzhu's words and said, "He once told me about this, and I answered him clearly. If he doesn't say he is married, I will not." I will consider becoming a mistress, even if he is not married, it is impossible for me to choose to eat his backwoods."

Zhang Tianzhu nodded: "Well, that's what I told him too. I said that my family's Zijun is not very good, but it is not to the point where no one wants her. Even if she is a second-hand woman now, she needs to find someone else to marry. , probably no worse than you Chengfei."

"Dad, thank you so much!" For the first time, Zijun felt that his father understood Zijun so much, and even stood on the same front as himself.

"But Lin Chengfei is turning heads, isn't Tong Zhenyu turning heads?" Zhang Tianzhu frowned slightly: "And, in some respects, Tong Zhenyu is probably not as good as Lin Chengfei."

Zijun naturally knew what some aspects of his father's words were referring to, but as a daughter, she was too embarrassed to tell her father clearly.

Seeing that his daughter was silent, Zhang Tianzhu shook his head again and said, "Originally, I thought Lu Ruidong was the most suitable candidate for you..."

"Dad, Lu Ruidong is a good man, but because he is so good, and I am already a second-married woman, I think... I am not good enough for him!"

Zijun's words are definitely from the heart, she has always felt that a man like Lu Ruidong who is refined, noble and unconventional is not worthy of a petty woman like her.

Not to mention that she is a second-hand woman now, even an unmarried woman may not be worthy of a man as gentle as jade like Lu Ruidong!

Hearing what his daughter said, Zhang Tianzhu didn't say anything more, so he sighed heavily: "If you choose to remarry Tong Zhenyu, you are the one who suffers. We have the face, and you can only suffer alone. Swallowed."

"..." Hearing what his father said, Zijun didn't know what to say.

..

The next day, Zijun got up early in the morning, because he failed to resign from the venture group, so he had no choice but to go to the company and continue to work.

In the past, when my mother was at home, she was in charge of breakfast. Now that my mother is gone, she is naturally in charge of breakfast.

Her father was not in good health, so she prepared milk, boiled eggs, and a bowl of millet porridge for breakfast, although she didn't like millet porridge very much.

Just halfway through breakfast, the phone rang. Zijun took it out naturally, but found that it was an international call, and the area code seemed to be from the United States.

She hesitated a little and pressed the answer button, a woman with an American accent greeted her in Chinese with her left foot: "Hi-hello, please-ask-is-Shao-Mei-Zhen's-family-belonger-is it ?”

Zijun was left speechless by the Chinese. Where did Tong Zhenyu find a left-footed actor? His Chinese is so bad?

However, she quickly turned on the hands-free volume, and then said very seriously: "Yes, I am Shao Meizhen's daughter. Excuse me, what's the situation with my mother?"

"Shao-mei-zhen-now-is-yet-yet-yes-can't-move, all-day-lying-on-bed-cover-on-oxygen-gas...." America The woman spoke Chinese with her left foot very slowly, and reported Shao Meizhen's situation to them.