Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Just when Zhenqi was about to fall asleep bored, the door of the box was suddenly opened, and Sun Xiaofei came in from the outside, followed by two male waiters, one carrying a box of wine, and the other carrying various snacks.

After a while, another waiter came in with two cases of beer.

"Master Sun, I'm very excited today." A boy he didn't know said with a smile.

Then Sun Xiaofei laughed: "No way, I ordered it for everyone. It's hard to get together, and it's the weekend, everyone must have fun."

Luoluo came up to ask Zhenqi to order songs, Zhenqi turned her head sideways, Song Yu sat quietly on the two sofas, the buttons of the suit shone brightly under the light, Zhenqi remembered that Chihiro once said to herself, Song Yu The buttons on Yu's clothes are inlaid with turquoise.

Sure enough, rich people are hypocritical. Zhen Qi squinted her eyes, stood in front of Song Yu, and softly called "Uncle."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhen Qi, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Want to go?"

Zhen Qi instantly looked like a child who had done something wrong, burying her head and wringing the corner of her clothes uneasily.

Just when Luo Luo was about to be speechless, Song Yuci patted Zhen Qi's head lightly, "Go if you want, just be careful."

With Song Yu's approval, Zhen Qi's face instantly blossomed with joy, so she pulled Luo Luo and ran towards the karaoke stand.

Zhenqi sat down on the small sofa of the karaoke station, she hadn't ordered a song yet, she stretched out a finger and scratched it on the screen curiously, at this moment, a hand with two distinct joints appeared in front of the computer screen .

"It's not here, it's here." Sun Xiaofei's voice reached Zhenqi's ears.

Zhenqi withdrew her hand and stopped touching the computer screen.

Sun Xiaofei's voice sounded again: "I'll order a song for you, what song do you want to sing?"

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu who was sitting on the sofa, and then stopped talking. The uncle told her to be careful, so that he would not get carried away.

Sun Xiaofei looked at the quiet girl standing beside her, and thought she was just shy at first, but seeing the disdain in her eyes, she realized that not every woman can't help herself to herself, the one in front of her not only doesn't buy her Account, it seems that he still hates himself a little bit.

Hate myself "Sun Xiaofei frowned, he didn't seem to have offended her.

Looking at the two people standing on the stage in embarrassment, Luo Luo rolled his eyes, ran towards the place where Song Yu was sitting, and then handed a microphone to Song Yu: "Mr. Song, let's sing "Friends" together." Bar."

Song Yu occupied two seats by himself and sat on one of the leather sofas. He raised his head and glanced at Luo Luo, then shook his head.

"Mr. Song, why are you spoiling the fun like this? I really suspect that you are here to spoil the situation." Luo Luo frowned and looked at Song Yu, wondering how Zhen Qi would like such a boring oil bottle.

Zhen Qi looked at Luo Luo who was in daily embarrassment, and quickly explained: "Uncle, he can't sing."

Luo Luo froze for a moment, and then showed a suspicious expression: "Don't lie."

"It's true." Jane said seriously.

"Okay." Luoluo curled her lips, then handed the microphone to Zhenqi, "Jenqi, what song do you want to sing, I'll order it for you."

Zhen Qi shook hands and said to Luo Luo: "Is there a song called "Love Trading"?"

Why does Zhenqi know this song "Love Trading", because besides hearing it every day when she walks on the street, the most important thing is that this is Ms. Du's favorite song. With this song as background music.

This is the reason why we are fascinated by our ears and eyes.

The music started, and Zhenqi Luoluo and the others pushed to the middle. Zhenqi was so nervous that her palms were sweating and her throat was blocked. She shook the microphone in her hand, and glanced at Song Yu, who had already had a sullen face, from the corner of her eye, and felt an inexplicable courage , She was not only singing today, but also protesting with the uncle. She had already eaten up the good measure she had agreed upon, so she squeezed her fist secretly.

Taking a deep breath, Zhenqi looked at the lyrics on the screen and sang:

Betrayed my love and forced me to leave

When I finally knew the truth, my tears fell

betrayed my love you owed a debt of conscience

No matter how much affection you give, you can never buy it back

At the beginning it was you who wanted to separate, separate, separate

Now I'm going to coax me back with true love

Love is not something you can sell if you want to buy it

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In addition, what is the desire for expression? It is the basic desire that every independent personality has, and it is a kind of expressive behavior that people use to express their individuality and unique vitality.

Performance is another process of releasing oneself and liberating oneself.

Of course, Zhenqi couldn't understand the above content, but when she saw everyone looking at her quietly, with incredible eyes, especially when she saw someone with an unbelievable look, Zhenqi was very happy in her heart.

Zhenqi's voice was clear and sweet, and she vividly sang a high-spirited and heroic song in a state where the sea is calm and the sky is wide and cloudy.

"Love is not what you want to sell, you can sell it if you want it, let me break free, let me understand, let go of your love..." What a beautiful lyrics, after Zhen Qi sang "Love Trading", she faced the stunned crowd He bent over and grinned.

As a result, before Zhen Qi's waist was straightened, Song Yu pulled her out of the box.

The menacing Song Yu frightened the wine boy holding the wine glass outside, but even if he was frightened, he did not forget to gossip, a pair of mung bean eyes glanced at Zhen Qi and Song Yu from time to time.

Song Yu pulled Zhen Qi straight out of the KTV club. The tall and handsome mature man led a short little girl, and many people turned their heads to watch along the way.

It's just that this handsome guy's face is a little ugly, no, it's ugly.

Standing on the street with neon lights, Zhenqi hurriedly said: "Big..."

Song Yu didn't give Zhao Xiao a chance to speak at all, so he put on a cold face and snorted: "Isn't love what you want to sell, can you sell it if you want to buy it?"

Song Yu spoke in a clear tone, but Zhen Qi was terrified when she heard it. She held Song Yu's hand anxiously, holding back her tears: "Uncle...it's just the lyrics..."

Song Yu glanced at her, then raised his chin and said, "You think I'm angry because of those broken lyrics, Lu Zhenqi, don't forget your identity, you are my Song Yu's fiancée, Song Jingfu's mistress, Don’t you feel ashamed to be performing in front of a group of kids today, where do you want my face to go.”

Song Yu scolded her sharply, but Zhen Qi was a little unconvinced.

Wherever you want to put your love, he was the one who agreed to sing himself, and now he is the one who trains him bloody here, what exactly does he want.

Of course, these Zhenqis still dare not challenge Song Yu in person. Zhenqi looked up at Song Yu and whispered, "I know I was wrong, but you agreed." Song Yu looked down, why did he look at her? They all looked pitiful begging for mercy, and even their voices were choked, Song Yu's expression finally eased; "If I knew what you were singing, would I agree with it? How did I tell you?"