Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"My aunt is right. Aunt Xue is acting according to my father's face. As long as my father doesn't say anything, she will naturally dare not say a fart, and will turn to please you."

Zijun grabbed Tong Zhenyu's arm tightly, and said nervously, "No matter what happens, or if something unpleasant happens, I don't want you to get into conflict with my family because of me!"

Tong Zhenyu laughed when he heard this, tightened his hands around her waist, sighed, and looked down at her: "Isn't your little head quite simple? When did you think so complicated?"

Zijun didn't argue with him on this issue, and continued: "No matter how they treat me, they are your relatives, and they consider this matter from their perspective, and many things, because of different perspectives, see is different."

"You can think for others at that time," Tong Zhenyu patted her shoulder and said softly: "Don't worry, you are so considerate, and our family will not be all arrogant and unreasonable today. The things you said you expected will not happen later."

Speaking of this, his hand slid down her fragrant shoulders to her back, gently stroking and comforting her: "Don't worry, even if something unpleasant happens, I won't leave you alone of."

Zijun looked up at him slightly, with the corners of his lips raised, showing a faint smile.

Tong Zhenyu stared down at the woman in his arms, looked at the smile rippling on her lips, unknowingly, felt that this was very good, and probably would never get tired of watching it in his lifetime.

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As soon as he entered the yard, the servant came up to greet him, and when he saw Zijun, he shouted, "Young madam is here."

Zijun blushed slightly, and was about to correct him, but Tong Zhenyu beside him said, "Where's grandma?"

"The old lady went out to dance the square dance at five o'clock. It will take more than an hour. She probably won't come back later." The servant replied truthfully.

Tong Zhenyu nodded, and led Zijun into the hall.

Zijun thought about the cars parked in the Tong's compound just now, and estimated that there should be a lot of people coming to the Tong's house tonight.

She followed Tong Zhenyu into the hall, and sure enough, she saw someone was already sitting on the sofa, and when she heard the movement at the door, she turned her head to look over.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Tong Tiemei immediately waved enthusiastically: "Zijun, come here and sit here."

Zijun didn't dare to walk over to sit with Tong Tiemei now, she smiled at Tong Tiemei, and then stayed beside Tong Zhenyu quietly.

Tong Zhenyu had already told her about the situation of Tong's family tonight on the road. The adoptive father would come, and then the aunt and uncle would come back. Besides, he also had a cousin, and the nephew of Mrs. Tong's natal family might also come back.

At this time, apart from Tong Tiexin and Tong Tiemei, there were also Wan Mingqing and a seven or eight-year-old boy in the living room.

Seeing Tong Zhenyu, the boy ran over immediately, grabbed his skirt, raised his head and asked, "Second brother, is this your new fiancee?"

Asked this question, the little boy stared straight at Zijun with a pair of dark eyes, and then suddenly said: "Brother Zhenyu is really nothing new, this new fiancée looks almost the same as the old fiancée before. .”

"God Bless, what nonsense are you talking about, why don't you hurry over?" Wan Mingquan's wife Cai Xiaoqing's face darkened slightly, and she reprimanded her youngest son in a low voice.

"Oh," Wan Tianyou responded, loosened Tong Zhenyu's skirt, and then reluctantly walked back to Cai Xiaoqing and sat down.

In the living room, the one who couldn't be ignored was Tong Tiexin who was only drinking tea in the first seat. Ever since Tong Zhenyu and Zijun came in, he hadn't even raised his head, let alone paid attention to them.

Zijun stood beside Tong Zhenyu, and the hand holding Tong Zhenyu's arm tightened involuntarily.

Tong Zhenyu took Zijun two steps forward, stood a meter away from Tong Tiexin, and then said: "Dad, Zijun knows you like to write, so I bought a box of Cao Sugong's old ink today. "

When Tong Zhenyu said this, Zijun immediately let go of his arm, took a small and exquisite box and walked forward, and respectfully placed the box of ink in front of Tong Tiexin.

"I heard that my uncle likes to write. I don't know much about calligraphy. I don't know what kind of ink is good. The waiter recommended this to me. I hope my uncle likes it."

Zijun spoke neither humble nor overbearing, and did not reveal what Baiyou had told her.

But even so, when Tong Tiexin heard the words Cao Sugong, he raised his eyes involuntarily, looked at the box of ink on the coffee table, then looked at Zhang Zijun, and then silently put away the box of ink down.

Although Tong Tiexin invited her to the yard last time and told her a lot, expressing his attitude against her, but now Tong Tiexin accepted the ink, which still made Zijun feel good about him.

"Why are you still called Uncle?" Cai Xiaoqing said with a smile: "This Zhenyu has brought you back for the second time. He also called you Dad before. Why did you forget to change your name today?"

After Cai Xiaoqing finished speaking, she looked up at Tong Tiexin again: "Brother, do you think it's reasonable?"

"That's right, Zijun, you and Zhenyu are old husbands and wives. Why are you still so different when you enter the second door? What's your name uncle? Isn't it enough to just call him dad?" Tong Tiemei took the conversation from the side.

Tong Tiexin put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Tong Zhenyu and said, "Come upstairs to the study with me, there is something I want to discuss with you."

After saying this, Tong Tiexin got up first, turned around and walked towards the stairs beside the lounge.

Tong Zhenyu said softly to Zijun beside him: "Then you stay here with my aunt and cousin, and I will be back soon."

"Okay, let's go." Zijun nodded, watching Tong Zhenyu walk towards the stairs in the lounge.

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"Come on, Zijun, don't stand there, sit down, and we, aunt and nephew, can talk."

Tong Tiemei immediately beckoned Zijun to sit over, and brought cantaloupe and grapes: "Women eat fruit well, eat more, the skin is smooth and delicate, and it will never age."

"How many years have you practiced this way? But I see that your skin is still not as good as when you were in your twenties." Cai Xiaoqing revealed Tong Tiemei's shortcomings on the side.

"Go ahead, even if you're not in your twenties, you still look younger than your peers, right?" Tong Tiemei glared at Cai Xiaoqing, then smiled and said to Zijun: "Don't listen to your cousin, melon and fruit beauty is the most Natural, better than any cosmetics."

"You see, Zijun doesn't wear makeup." Cai Xiaoqing interrupted again, then raised her eyes to look around: "By the way, where is your Xia Lan? Why didn't I see it today?"