Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Tong Zhenyu frowned slightly, not knowing how to answer, when he heard Zhang Zijun say again: "Don't say, today in the golf club restaurant, the arrival of your adoptive father and brother and sister is not a scene you arranged in advance? "

"The adoptive father came back originally. Uncle Wan chose Tianyou's birthday banquet to be held at the golf club restaurant. The purpose was to stop driving to find a place after playing golf with the adoptive father there." Tong Zhenyu explained with a little difficulty.

"And then?" Zijun asked with no expression on his face.

"Then..." Tong Zhenyu looked at her, thought for a while and said, "There is a saying that if you don't die, you won't die. If she didn't deliberately push down the dining chair to frame you, I wouldn't let my foster father and aunt came in..."

"There are surveillance videos in the restaurant of the golf club. I can completely clear the charge, but if you do this, you will clearly prevent her from marrying Cheng Cheng's family..."

"If Cheng Shaoxiang loved her sincerely, he wouldn't bother with her about such a small matter," Tong Zhenyu took Zijun's words lightly, and took her hand into the Shark Bone Wonton shop.

Zijun sneered after hearing Tong Zhenyu's words: "You want true love? Could it be that your love for Ms. Xu was not true love?"

".." Tong Zhenyu didn't know what to say, but just handed her the menu card in his hand: "What do you want to eat? The fresh shrimp and big wontons here are good, would you like some?"

Zijun shook her head. In fact, after experiencing Xu Ruoxi's incident at the golf club hotel today, she has been preoccupied. Although she is hungry, she has no appetite at all.

Xu Ruoxi and Tong Zhenyu have been in love for so many years, and Tong Zhenyu can set up such tricks and lay down such poisonous hands whenever Xu Ruoxi doesn't want him.

So what about her?

If one day, Tong Zhenyu is tired of her, tired, and doesn't want her anymore, how will he treat her?

Originally, she was able to attract Tong Zhenyu's attention last year only because of her resemblance to Xu Ruoxi.

Now, Tong Zhenyu is so cruel to the master, how can he treat her as a substitute in the future?

"Zijun, what do you want?" Seeing that she was in a daze, Tong Zhenyu hurriedly asked again.

"Whatever, just do what you just said." Zijun came back to his senses, and responded lightly.

".."

Seeing her absent-minded look, Tong Zhenyu felt a little pain in his heart. In fact, he would rather she scold him a few times, or hit him a few times to vent his dissatisfaction, rather than being so indifferent.

... .

Tong Zhenyu helped Zijun order fresh shrimp and big wontons. The shark bone wontons really lived up to their reputation.

The hot wonton was very comfortable in his mouth. After taking a sip of the soup, Zijun sighed comfortably, and then raised his head and asked him, "How do you know there are such delicious snacks here?"

"Look at the recommendation in Bincheng Food Guide." Tong Zhenyu pulled out a lie lightly.

In fact, he is a big man, why would he pay attention to where there are delicious snacks?I don't have the time and mood to pay attention to food guides. Usually when I go out to eat or something, I mostly go to those famous restaurants.

And this shark bone slippery wonton restaurant was brought by Xu Ruoxi before. Xu Ruoxi plays the piano. Apart from the piano, what she pays most attention to is fashion, clothing, jewelry and food. all know.

Zijun naturally believed it, and said jokingly with a smile: "I didn't expect you to like to read food guides. It seems that you still cared about Ms. Xu before."

A man who reads food guides is mostly for a woman. In fact, few men like to find snacks by themselves.

"What, I'm just..."

"Dinners and friends, broadcast an emergency message now," the voice of the front desk lady suddenly sounded from the speaker in the restaurant, which was originally playing light music, and immediately interrupted what Tong Zhenyu was about to explain.

Both Zijun and Tong Zhenyu were taken aback, this is a restaurant, a place to eat, not a hospital?How can emergency information be broadcast?

I was wondering, but the voice of the front desk lady continued to come from the stereo: "According to the notification from the superior department, there is a wounded person in the Second Hospital of our city who lost too much blood due to a car accident and is in urgent need of RH negative type B blood. Customers with RH-negative blood type B, and friends who are willing to donate blood for this wounded patient, please go to the emergency room of the second hospital immediately, and take the route from Century Hui to the third hospital..."

Zijun frowned instinctively. She had RH-negative blood type B. She had this blood type. The doctor said before that this blood type was rare, and it was called panda blood or something.

Therefore, she always has to donate blood more than three or four times a year, because this kind of blood is too rare. If everyone does not donate, then people with this blood type who need blood transfusions in the hospital cannot find blood to transfuse.

In fact, when she was young, she didn't know what blood type she was. After entering university, she went shopping with her roommate one day and saw a blood donation cart on the side of the road, so the two went to donate blood on a whim.

It was at that time that she knew that her blood type was the rare panda blood, and the doctor told her to donate blood once a quarter if she was free and willing.

In fact, she had to donate blood three or four times a year before, but because she went to the UK this year, and then came back, there was such a big incident at home, so she didn't donate blood once this year.

"Tong Zhenyu, I'm almost done eating." Zijun put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up his bag and said in a hurry, "Just now the broadcast said that there are patients in the Second Hospital who are in urgent need of blood transfusion, and I happen to be of this blood type. I'm rushing to get a blood test, I don't know if my blood is suitable."

"Then I'll drive you there!" After Tong Zhenyu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and called the waiter to come over to pay the bill. After a rough calculation, he dropped a [-]-yuan red bill, not even asking for change, and directly pulled Zijun Hands hurriedly walked out of the restaurant.

The No. 15 Hospital is in the south, a bit far from Century Plaza. Fortunately, it was already night and there was no traffic jam, so the road was unimpeded. In about [-] minutes, Tong Zhenyu's car drove to the No. [-] Hospital.

But just as Tong Zhenyu's car was turning around, it was pierced by an iron nail at the door of the hardware store, and immediately lost its breath and couldn't drive away.

The tire is flat, and there is no auto repair shop next to it. If you need to use a manual sleeve to change the spare tire, it will take more than a few minutes, and it will take more than half an hour.

"Then I won't wait for you. The Second Hospital is 600 meters ahead. I'll run over." Zijun opened the car door and got out of the car, said to Tong Zhenyu, turned around and ran towards the Second Hospital.

Time is life, she still knows this, sometimes one minute earlier and one minute later, the situation is completely different.