Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"Lu Ruidong is... the son of Minister Xu and Xu Ruoxi's elder brother." Zijun finally revealed Lu Ruidong's true identity.

"." Zhang Tianzhu on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time, then hung up the phone silently.

After hanging up her father's phone call, Zijun sat on the sofa in a daze. Because she forgot to turn on the fan, the temperature in August was frighteningly high, and soon her back was drenched with sweat.

There was also sweat on her forehead, she couldn't help but muttered "Why is it so hot", and got up to turn on the fan.

As soon as the fan was turned on, the landline rang again. As a last resort, I went to grab the microphone of the landline again.

"Dad, is there anything else?" Zijun asked after grabbing the microphone.

There was silence on the other side of the phone, Zijun was a little anxious, and couldn't help shouting again: "Dad, what's the matter? Why didn't you talk?"

"I want to hear your voice calling Dad," Tong Zhenyu's happy voice came from the phone.

Zijun was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and couldn't help shouting: "Tong Zhenyu, did you do it on purpose?"

Tong Zhenyu just laughed, and asked on the phone: "Don't say you're going to have a party with your friends tonight, why did you go back so early? Did you have a good time with your friends?"

"The party has been temporarily canceled," Zijun explained flatly.

"What's wrong?" Tong Zhenyu immediately heard Zijun's disappointment, and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay." Zijun didn't want to talk about more things with Tong Zhenyu, so he just yawned and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early too."

"I don't want you to see me like this?" Tong Zhenyu asked on the phone full of resentment.

"What do you mean don't invite me to see you?" Zijun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "I'm just telling the truth, after working all day, I'm going to visit my mother at the cemetery tomorrow morning, so I want to go to bed early tonight. "

"Is tomorrow a fucking hundred days?" Tong Zhenyu asked nervously on the phone.

"No, a hundred days have passed long ago," Zijun said with an inaudible sigh, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. Last year she was here and I didn't give her a proper birthday celebration. This year."

Zijun couldn't go on talking about this, thinking that her mother was still with her during the Chinese New Year, but she went to England, and only a few months later, her mother left forever.

"I see, you should rest early." Tong Zhenyu comforted her in a low voice over the phone: "Zijun, rest early, don't think too much."

.

This night, Zijun didn't want to think too much at first, she really wanted to fall asleep early, but for some reason, her brain was so active that she couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

As the old saying goes, if you can't sleep in the first half of the night, you can't wake up in the second half of the night. Therefore, Zijun is destined to get up late this morning.

On Saturday, although I don't have to go to work, it's getting late. I didn't buy ingredients for the refrigerator yesterday, so I don't have anything to make breakfast.

After washing and changing clothes, I went out, in a hurry for fear of wasting time.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he saw Tong Zhenyu's car waiting there quietly. Seeing her coming out, he immediately opened the car door to greet her, and at the same time handed her a packed lunch box.

"The rice rolls from Cuizhuting I brought you," he helped her open the passenger car door, and then closed the door after she got in.

"Don't you have to go to work in the morning?" Zijun asked, looking at Tong Zhenyu who got into the car from the driver's door.

"Today's Saturday, I can't give myself half a day off?" Tong Zhenyu gave her a white look: "Why don't you hurry up and eat? The rice rolls have been packed for a long time. I was afraid of disturbing your sleep, so I didn't dare to come up and ring the doorbell."

"Oh, why are you so kind today?" Zijun murmured, and opened the breakfast box, perhaps because he was hungry, and felt the aroma of rice rolls wafting over his nostrils.

"Well, what did you say?" Tong Zhenyu turned to look at her.

"It's nothing." Zijun picked up the rice rolls with chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing her, Tong Zhenyu didn't say anything, and didn't ask any more questions, but just drove quietly.

It was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and there was no traffic jam on Saturday. Tong Zhenyu's car arrived at the cemetery within half an hour.

It was not a large-scale sacrificial day like Qingming Festival, and not many people came to the cemetery. Tong Zhenyu bought a bouquet of flowers at the flower shop in front of the gate, while Zijun bought a lot of Ming coins and paper clothes.

Tong Zhenyu frowned, looked at the thick stacks of coins in the plastic bag she was carrying, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Shao Meizhen's cemetery is at the back, and it's a long way to go up from the door. Tong Zhenyu accompanied Zijun to walk forward quietly. This was the first time he came to Shao Meizhen's cemetery.

Shao Meizhen's photo and name are engraved on the tombstone. The photo may have been taken when she was young. It looks like she has an oval face, which is extraordinarily delicate, and not as bloated as she was when she got fat in middle age.

Tong Zhenyu put the flowers in front of the tombstone, while Zijun lit the coins and burned them one by one for Shao Meizhen, muttering in his heart: Mom, today is your 48th birthday, my daughter wishes you a happy birthday, Dad went back to his hometown, It will take two days to come back, and he will come to see you when he comes back.

In fact, she wanted to say a lot to her mother, but because Tong Zhenyu was by her side, she said it silently in her heart. There were some things she didn't want Tong Zhenyu to hear.

After staying in the cemetery for nearly half an hour, Zijun squatted all the time, and when she stood up, her legs and feet felt numb and her eyes went dark.

"Zijun," Tong Zhenyu immediately reached out to support her, and then used his hands to pinch her. After a few seconds, Zijun woke up faintly.

Finding himself in Tong Zhenyu's arms, Zijun opened his eyes in a daze: "What's wrong with me? Just now..."

"Maybe it's because you squatted for too long and got up too fast," Tong Zhenyu speculated, "People will get dizzy when they squat for too long."

Zijun nodded, trying to break free from his arms, but he put his arms around her shoulders: "Let's go, I'll help you walk for a while, and I'll talk about it when your legs are no longer numb."

Zijun didn't struggle any more, and let him hug him, and the two walked towards the outside of the cemetery in silence.

"Mom is lying here alone, I wonder if she will be lonely?" Zijun's words were not so much asking Tong Zhenyu beside him, but talking to himself.

Tong Zhenyu hugged her tightly and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything because he didn't know how to comfort her.

"Actually, sometimes I blame my father." Zijun looked at an unknown distance and said to himself, "I often think that if my father hadn't learned to drive, my mother would be fine now. alive..."

"Zijun," Tong Zhenyu pressed her head gently on his chest, and called her in a low voice: "There are no ifs in this world, and time will not turn back, so we have to look forward."