Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"But you did it nine months ago," he pointed out sharply, and then changed the subject: "If you want an ID card, just give me your phone. If you don't want it, forget it. I don't care anyway."

Only then did Zijun realize that he didn't want the mobile phone to call his love legend. After thinking about it, he obediently took out the mobile phone and handed it over.

Tong Zhenyu took the phone, quickly entered a set of numbers on the keyboard, and then pressed the call button.

The call was quickly connected, and he said a few words into the mobile phone, probably because he was sick and was on an IV in the hospital, and asked the person to drive over to pick him up, and then brought her ID card along the way.

Even though Zijun couldn't hear the voice coming from the phone, he still guessed that Tong Zhenyu probably called his assistant, Sun Xing. After all, only an assistant would listen to him.

It seems that Sun Xing should have returned from a business trip, but why she called and transferred to the secretary desk, presumably Sun Xing had more than one mobile phone number, and what she knew might be the work number.

While Tong Zhenyu was on the phone, Zijun lifted the lid of the millet porridge he had just covered, and then slowly stirred it with a plastic spoon.

When Tong Zhenyu finished the phone call and returned the phone to her, the millet porridge was almost cold.

This time, without waiting for his order, she had already picked up the bowl of millet porridge, scooped up the porridge with a plastic spoon, and brought it to his mouth to feed him.

He is not left-handed, and he has a drip on his right hand, and it is indeed not so easy to eat with his left hand.

Tong Zhenyu didn't show any politeness to her, he just opened his mouth to eat the porridge she fed, one spoonful at a time, he was as good as a baby in the kindergarten who had just been coaxed by the teacher, without any guilt on his face.

He had just finished feeding a bowl of millet porridge, and was about to feed him some soup when Sun Xing had already arrived. Seeing Zhang Zijun next to Tong Zhenyu, he showed a surprised look.

"President Tong, is your problem serious this time? Do you want to be hospitalized? And..." Sun Xing glanced at the public infusion area, and only Zhang Zijun dared to treat Tong Zhenyu like this.

"Am I so delicate?" Tong Zhenyu glared at Sun Xing, and snorted coldly: "Just these few bottles of medicine, I still think it's superfluous. What hospital should I live in? A waste of hospital resources."

Sun Xing had been with Tong Zhenyu for several years, so he knew him well, so he was embarrassed to expose his bluff in front of Zhang Zijun at this time.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Zijun standing aside, he immediately took out his wallet and took out an ID card and handed it to her, saying that he helped her transfer the car and forgot to return it to Tong Zhenyu.

"Thank you!" Zijun thanked Sun Xing, put her ID card in her bag, turned around and walked towards the exit. Not only did she not say hello to Tong Zhenyu who was on an IV, she did not look back at him.

Seeing the woman who turned her face and refused to recognize anyone after taking the ID, and walked faster than a rabbit, Tong Zhenyu was so angry that he kicked the lunch box he had just eaten to the ground.

If he had known that this woman ran so fast to achieve her goal, he shouldn't have returned her ID card to her so quickly.

Sun Xing glanced at the lunch box that had been kicked over, silently picked it up, took it to the trash can next to it, and threw it away. When he came back, he found that there was no liquid in his infusion bottle, so he hurried to find a nurse to change it for him. medicine.

"Your mobile phone is turned off, and the home phone can't be reached. The old lady called you several times today." Sun Xing sat down on the plastic stool beside him and reported to him in a low voice.

"Well," he replied without paying much attention, and opened his eyes to look at Sun Xing beside him: "Help me find out where Zhang Zijun's mother's hometown is, and then help me find out the most convenient way to get there."

"Mr. Tong, you're going to be on an IV drip tomorrow and the day after tomorrow," Sun Xing reminded him as he flipped through his medical records.

"What drip? I'm fine, the fever has subsided, and I'll cancel everything for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Tong Zhenyu said angrily, "Quickly check the address of her mother's hometown, the more detailed the better."

"Miss Xu arrives in Bincheng at noon tomorrow. I've ordered champagne and roses for you. The day after tomorrow, Miss Xu will go to the temple to offer incense." Sun Xing carefully reminded him that he promised to accompany Xu Ruoxi to offer incense during New Year's Day.

"Just say that I have something urgent to go on a business trip abroad." Tong Zhenyu glared at Sun Xing impatiently: "Are you my assistant or her assistant? You couldn't help me deal with it just an hour ago?"

Sun Xing immediately fell silent, and quickly took out his mobile phone to check the birthplace of Zhang Zijun's mother Shao Meizhen, and then looked up the nearest route there.

He can go wherever he likes. Anyway, this man who has been married for half a year and then divorced has an odd temperament. What's more, this man is still sick and saw his ex-wife just now, so his complicated personality has become weird.

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Shao Meizhen's hometown is in a small town called Xishui in the north of the suburban county. Zijun and her mother took the train at night. Because it was a slow train, they arrived at the county town at [-] o'clock the next morning, and then transferred to Xishui.

Seeing Zijun's return, uncles, aunts and cousin Shao Zhichao were very happy, especially the 18-year-old Zhichao, who seemed to be so happy.

"Sister, you haven't been to my house for three years," Zhichao said in an excited tone with some complaints: "I was not in high school when you came three years ago, and next summer, I'm going to college."

"Go to college." Zijun happily said to his cousin who was already a head taller than himself: "Work hard and try to get admitted to the university that your sister and I went to, so that I will not only be your cousin, but also your student." What about my sister?"

"How can I have such good grades as your cousin?" Shao Zhichao shouted embarrassedly: "I just need to be admitted to Binda University, and now I will work hard toward Binda University."

"Yeah, Binh University is pretty good too," Zijun comforted him, "Actually, no matter what kind of university it is, as long as you put your heart into it, you will definitely get good grades."

"I wish Zhichao could be half as good as you." Uncle Shao Yuanyuan sighed beside him: "Boys, when they were young, they only knew how to play, but they didn't have a good foundation. Read it, and now the shit is up to dig the toilet."

Zijun laughed when he heard this, and Zhichao pouted unhappily and muttered, "Is reading a thing that cannot be lived up to? Some things require talent, and Miss Jun is born to read."

"Your Miss Jun is not only a material for studying, but also a natural beauty." The aunt stared at her son and said, "Look at you, you want grades without grades, and you want looks without looks..."

Shao Zhichao said to Zijun: "Have you seen it? The main reason for my failure now is that I was beaten down by my parents. They don't understand the reason why children who praise them are confident."