Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

The golden-yellow fruit phone was heavy in her hand, and Zhenqi lifted it up: "Thank you, Dad Zhang, and thank you, Mom."

In fact, I don’t plug in my mobile phone now. Du Yueru bought me a mobile phone because a long time ago, when I was still in high school, I had a cold war with Ms. Du Yueru for a fruit phone for a week. age.Unexpectedly, Ms. Du actually remembered.Janet sniffed hard.

"Lu Zhenqi, ma'am, let me put my words first. If you drop out of school next time, your phone will be taken back, and you don't want to enter the house anymore." Du Yueru poked Zhenqi's forehead habitually, "You know what? ?”

Zhenqi nodded her head pecking at the rice.Do you have a next time? If you die again, don't talk about others, just because of this, you will be the first to kill yourself.

In the evening, Zhenqi put her Xiami mobile phone into the day cabinet, and then she came to all the rooms with the "treasure" in her hand: "Uncle, please help me get a bird-shooting game handle in my mobile phone.

Song Yu looked at the fruit machine in Zhenqi's hand, frowned and corrected seriously: "It's not a bird, it's a frog."

Although Zhen Qi wanted to resist Song Yu sometimes, she admired him more. How could he know so much?

Later, when she was playing in front of Sun Xiaofei, Sun Xiaofei leaned over to point her out again: "The angle is off. You can't attack these pigs' fortress at this angle."

At that time, Zhenqi, who was in a foreign country, realized that it was a pig, not a frog at all.No wonder for a while I still felt that the nose of a frog looked familiar no matter what.

The next day, Song Yu woke up Zhenqi early in the morning, and carried her out of the house.Zhenqi yawned on the bus and asked Song Yu, "Where are we going?"

Song Yu said coldly, "Chinese medicine hospital."

When the Chinese medicine hospital was picking up the medicine, Zhen Qi stared at the prescription in Song Yu's hand. Although she couldn't remember the ingredients in the prescription prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor, after all, she drank it for more than a year, so she still had some impressions.

Looking at the medicine Zhenqi in Song Yu's hand, she was silent for a long time, then raised her eyes and asked Song Yu, "Uncle, why do you have the prescription prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor?"

As soon as Zhenqi asked this sentence, she became annoyed and regretted very much.An excellent man like Song Yu would certainly not lack women around him, just like a peerless beauty like Lin Miaolan.

Of course, she is not the only woman in this world to be an aunt. Maybe Lin Miaolan also has her problem. Thinking of this, Zhen Qi suddenly became nervous, the kind of nervousness derived from feeling ashamed.She remembered Song Yu's scolding of her "being shameless". She had just suspected that Song Yu had memorized this prescription for her, and she was really shameless.

Song Yu pursed her thin lips slightly, then put the prescription in her trouser pocket nonchalantly, and replied nonchalantly: "You are going to die every time, I took those medicines, you think I am the same as you Pig brains, you can’t even remember a single dose of medicine.”

Zhen Qi looked up at Song Yu, her shame disappeared, and the rest was full of admiration for the uncle, and she was so moved that she ignored Song Yu's evaluation of her own brain.This man can manage the company, analyze the financial crisis, ride a bicycle and skate, and even play bird games better than her. He even has a certain amount of research on "women's diseases". And he only read it a few times, and he was able to write prescriptions at the same level as the old Chinese medicine practitioners just a few times.

The more Zhenqi thought about it, the more excited she became. Is there a perfect husband?She took Song Yu's hand, once again feeling proud to be his woman.

"Uncle is amazing."

Song Yu said slightly unnaturally: "From now on, be obedient and don't lose your temper at every turn."

Zhenqi nodded, and said sweetly: "Enen, I understand, uncle, I love you."

Although Zhen Qi and Song Yu were already very close, this was the first time Zhen Qi expressed her affection to herself like this. Song Yu hurriedly turned her face away and said with a clear tone, "Let's go."

Seeing the blush on Song Yu's cheeks, Zhen Qi suddenly smiled brighter, so she tightly held Song Yu's hand and ran amok in the hospital.

Song Yu had already saved Yushu Linfeng, and his expensive suit attracted the attention of countless young girls.

Zhenqi looked at the girl who was also infatuated with herself and raised a sly smile: "Uncle, you see that you have so much research on women's diseases, otherwise we will see a hospital here, you will be the doctor and I will be the dean." .”

Song Yu's mouth twitched violently.

So Zhenqi immediately changed her words: "Why don't you be a doctor and dean, and I can also do cleaning."

Song Yu sighed deeply, and gently rubbed Zhen Qi's hair: "It's not good to be too greedy, the president's wife is enough."

So Zhen Qi stopped talking, and obediently held Song Yu's arm, and her bouncing steps calmed down. She is the future wife of the president, and she must be virtuous and virtuous.Looking at Song Yu's smiling eyes, Zhen Qi also became amused.

Coming out of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, Song Yu turned to her and said, "Zhenqi, we don't take these medicines home. The traditional Chinese medicine hospital will fry them and pack them into bags. Then you can drink them after heating them with boiling water every day."

Zhenqi blinked her eyes: "Why don't you let mom know?"

Song Yu put his hand on Zhenqi's shoulder: "Lu Zhenqi, we have troubled them a lot."

Zhenqi said "oh", but didn't continue to say anything.Although he couldn't resist Song Yu, she still didn't understand why she didn't bother Ms. Du because she was her own mother.

Song Yu didn't want to entangle her with this topic anymore, so he took her hand: "What do you want for lunch?"

Jenny: "Aren't we going home?"

Song Yu led Zhao Xiao to the bus stop: "I've already told them that I won't go home for lunch."

However, when Zhenqi and Song Yu were discussing where to eat, Ke Zhenqi's fruit machine rang. Zhenqi looked at the strange number on it and looked at Song Yu in embarrassment.

Song Jin, who couldn't see it, came over, took the fruit machine from her hand, and reached out to press the speaker button.

Luo Luo's voice was amplified and came out of the receiver: "Jen Qi, we are singing at 8 o'clock in the evening, will you come to the party?"

Zhen Qi looked up at Song Yu, and Song Yu looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Zhenqi hesitated for a few seconds: "I..."

Luoluo's complaining voice came again: "Lu Zhenqi, today is my birthday, you haven't been home for two years, and you haven't come to the class reunion. Everyone misses you very much. Are you coming or not?"

"Lolo, that big--Song..."

Please, can you stop being so strict, is it because your uncle won't let you come, you ask him to come over, let me say a few words about him, it's too much! "

At this moment, Song Yu crossed his arms and said, "Luo Luo, I'm Song Yu, do you have something to say to me?"

Luo Luo on the phone was suddenly silent. After a long while, her voice finally came: "What I want to say is... Mr. Song, that... can you come to my birthday party with Zhenqi?"

Zhen Qi looked up at Song Yu like this, her eyes were full of go, go, go, Song Yu turned to look at her: "Want to go?"

Zhen Qi paused for two seconds, realizing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, then shook her head.

Song Yu said: "I and Zhenqi will come, please tell us the address."

Then Luo Luo reported an address: "It's the east side of the city. There is a direct bus from your house to here. You must come. Let's sing at five o'clock. Let's meet at Yaya Steak on the opposite side."

Song Yu gave a light "um" and said, "Understood." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Zhenqi covered her mouth and sniggered, jumping happily on the spot, she lost her composure for a moment, leaned on Song Yu's arm and raised her head to educate Song Yu: "Uncle, we are invited to sing for dinner, what do you want to say?" Thank you, and also, when you hang up the phone, you have to say goodbye, so that you can be polite..."

Zhen Qi raised her head and saw that Song Yu's face was getting more and more wrong, she immediately stopped her mouth, got up from Song Yu's body, pretended to be like an ancient concubine, and gave Song Yu a court salute: "The emperor calms down, my minister A concubine deserves to die, but a concubine can't do it if she doesn't say anything." After speaking, he smiled at Song Yu ingratiatingly.

Song Yu really didn't know what to say to the woman in front of him who was kneeling down and smiling silly at him, and she was angry but couldn't express it, so she reached out and patted her on the head as a punishment.

Due to the appointment, Zhenqi simply found the nearest point to meet her physical needs, and then went home.

Before going out in the evening, Zhenqi still spent some time tidying herself up. After struggling with the closet for a long time, she finally took out a floral skirt that had been hanging for a long time. The skirt was so short that it reached above her knees, revealing two fair legs. Xiao turned around in front of the big mirror, feeling very uneasy.After looking at the mirror twice, he habitually twisted the ponytail into a bud shape.

After looking left and right, Zhenqi also looked at a pair of velvet leggings, and took out a pair of white boots from under the bed. After putting them on, Zhenqi turned around in the mirror again, youthful and foreign , Sexy, Jane is very satisfied.

I remember one time Zhenqi was reading a magazine, and an expert said that the economic prosperity index of a country is inversely proportional to the length of a woman’s skirt. Zhenqi looked at her knee-length skirt, and then thought about what other women on the street wore. For short skirts, the economy of a country is inversely proportional to the length of the skirt.

Zhen Qi walked out wearing a small skirt, and Song Yu, who was sitting on the sofa holding the remote control, turned his head, and his eyes fell heavily on her lap.

"Replace it!" Song Yu said, although his tone was not serious, it was the kind that could not protest.

Zhenqi still protested softly: "They all dress like this."

Song Yu glanced at her leisurely: "They have also graduated from college now, have you graduated yet?"

I started to talk about my studies again. Could it be that the degree is also linked to the length of the skirt?If she is admitted to graduate school, can she not wear it?

Zhen Qi went back to the room unhappily and changed into a pair of jeans and a white windbreaker, and then Song Yu seemed a little satisfied.

Going out at four o'clock, Zhenqi straddled a small bag and followed Song Yu. While waiting for the bus at the bus stop, a woman in a short skirt walked up to her. Her white thighs made her heart tremble. She looked up. Looking at Song Yu, his eyes were clear, and he had an expression of indifference.

Zhen Qi pulled Song Yu down, and Song Yu finally took her hand, and then took her on the bus to the east of the city.

Zhen Qi knew about steak, but she had never eaten the steak here. When she was sitting on the bus, she talked to Song Yu very excitedly: "I want to eat steak later... where is the steak..."

Song Yu responded to her lightly, with a calm expression on his face.

Zhenqi whimpered in her heart, and Zhenqi was about to start pretending again.

Came to the Yaya Steakhouse opposite to Sing Bar, Luo Luo was already waiting for her outside, today she was wearing a light blue dress, Zhen Qi looked at it a few more times enviously, but was discovered by Song Yu again, and stared fiercely at her. glanced at her.

When I came to the steakhouse, because there were probably seven or eight people, the waiter combined the two tables. Luo Luo invited all old high school classmates, because everyone knew each other, and they could chat enthusiastically when they sat around.

Zhen Qi thought, if Song Yu wasn't here, the conversation might be more intimate.

Then they started to order, Luoluo took good care of Zhenqi: "Jenqi, you come first."

It's unlucky for Song Yu to be here first, so Zhenqi turned to look at Song Yu: "Uncle, why don't you come first."

Song Yu took the menu book that Zhen Qi handed over, flipped through it, and then bit his tongue and began to pronounce: "Two copies of Filet Mignon, Well Done."

Zhenqi was stunned for a while, and the waiter who ordered the food was also stunned for a while, and said embarrassedly: "That...can you speak Chinese?"

Song Yu nodded as usual, and translated English into Chinese: "Two filet steaks, well done."

Zhenqi finally remembered that it is common for people like Song Yu to eat steak, and it was eaten in a high-end hotel. Zhenqi looked at this Yaya Steakhouse, and sure enough, sometimes experience cannot be used indiscriminately. .

Yaya is a semi-self-service and a semi-self-service steak shop, which provides free fruit salad and various small cakes. Lolo took Zhenqi to the self-service area to pick up food.

While putting the cake on the plate, Luo Luo asked Zhen Qi: "Is your guy here to smash the scene?"

Zhen Qi turned her head and looked at Song Yu who was sitting in the middle: "He is like this, he is always sick."

Luo Luo sighed: "Only you can bear him."

Jenny: "..."

The steaks that everyone ordered were brought up one after another. The students who came together basically ate with chopsticks, and looked at Song Yu from time to time while holding the knife and fork, hoping to learn as soon as possible.

A classmate who was originally a boy with a left fork and a right fork saw Song Yu's left and right forks, hesitated for a while, and changed over.

At this moment, Song Yu said lightly, "Sorry, I'm left-handed."

The boy who imitated the wrong one immediately blushed: "I'm also left-handed..."

What Luo Luo said was right, Song Yu was indeed here to mess things up.

After eating the steak, under the leadership of Luo Luo, everyone moved from Yaya Steakhouse to the singing bar opposite, and finally met another group of people in the elevator upstairs.

There are six or seven people in this group of men and women. The men are dressed like Sha Matt's wash, cut and blow, and the women also wear heavy makeup, but they look very hot.

Zhenqi couldn't help but looked down at the beauty's short skirt again, feeling that there was a slit in the middle, after looking for a long time, it turned out to be a pair of skirt pants.

An elevator can't hold more than 20 people, Luo Luo stepped forward to say hello to the very young man in Acetylene Kill Matt: "Sun Shao, what a coincidence, you guys are coming to sing too."

Sun Xiaofei, who was dressed in a white suit, walked into Zhenqi's line for the first time under such a background of feasting and feasting.

At that time, Zhen Qi just thought that this person was very sunny, and he was not as good-looking as Song Yu. Although there was still baby fat on his face, it did not affect his appearance, but added a touch of cuteness to him.If it's not unfamiliar, Zhenqi really wants to pinch his chin.

Sun Xiaofei turned his eyes around the group of Zhenqi and laughed: "Are you coming to sing too?"

Isn't this nonsense? Did you come here to buy food?As soon as Sun Xiaofei opened his mouth, Zhenqi became seriously suspicious of his IQ, and her affection for him instantly dropped to zero, so Zhenqi took Song Jin's hand, turned her head and looked at the beating numbers on the side of the elevator, at this moment , the elevator door opened.

After the people inside came out, a group of people wanted to squeeze in. Song Yu looked at the number of people and said to Zhen Qi, "Let's go to the next batch."

Zhen Qi nodded and said to Luo Luo: "Uncle and I will come up later."

Sun Xiaofei, who was standing outside the elevator, said dissatisfiedly, "Are you still not overweight?" After waiting for a few seconds, he closed the elevator door unhappily.

When Zhen Qi and Song Yu came up, Luo Luo had already ordered the box, she stood outside and waved to them: "Here, here."

The door of the box was open, and this box was one size bigger than the one I went to for the graduation meeting. Zhenqi looked at a large group of people inside: "What's going on?"

Luo Luo: "Young Master Sun opened it, saying that there are so many people."

It was really crowded, Zhen Qi sat in the corner and watched Sun Xiaofei, who was having a great time, and many mud horses began to fly by in her head.

Helpless, Zhen Qi turned her head and looked at Song Yu, with the same old expression on her face, three parts serious, three parts serious, three parts arrogant, and one part vigilant.

Although there are many people, there are only a few microphones. Before they started singing, everyone started grabbing the microphones. Zhenqi had the heart to sing but did not have the guts to sing. She lowered her head and bit the popcorn. The beautiful woman in skirt pants next to Sun Xiaofei.

That girl was very good-looking, but only wore heavy makeup. Zhenqi didn't like women with heavy makeup, and even Jasmine only wore light makeup.

"Only a stupid woman would throw all the cosmetics on herself. For men, it seems that if they have them, they are the most attractive."

The former Jasmine always said this, and Jasmine is indeed qualified to say this, because as long as she puts on a little makeup, countless men will bow down under her short skirt.

"How about Sun Shao's current girlfriend?" Lolo, who had been having a good time all this time, suddenly came up to Zhen Qi and pointed at the girl with her chin. The girl seemed to realize something, and she also glanced here. The girl's eyeshadow shone brightly under the light.

Zhen Qi squinted her eyes and took a bite of popcorn: "It's not like a qualified palette."