Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Zhen Qi carefully ate the steak that Song Jiyao had cut, fearing that her tears would fall if she was not careful.

Song Jiyao looked at Zhen Qi who was trying to control her emotions, took a breath, and finally said slowly; "Zhen Qi asks you a question, do you like my brother?"

The steak slipped in her hand, and Zhenqi frowned slightly, then buried her head and continued to struggle with the steak, but she couldn't eat it no matter what, finally Zhenqi gave up completely and leaned on the sofa all at once. With tears falling.

It doesn't matter if you like it or not, what Song Yu said is not worthy of her, there is only one Cinderella in the world, and there is only one pair of crystal shoes, so there is only one story of a sparrow turning into a phoenix, and she, Lu Zhenqi, is not the lucky one.

"Zhenqi, let me tell you about my brother." Song Jiyao carefully handed the steak to Zhenqi, and said slowly: "Qianxun is his sister, and one of the people he cares about most in this world." He wants her to be happy and happy. Although sometimes his actions are a bit extreme, but you have to trust Zhenqi, he has his own ideas. If there is one person in this world who would risk his life for Chihiro's happiness, then there is He's dead, so no one can blame Zhenqi on Qianxun's matter, including you."

In Zhenqi's few memories, Song Jiyao rarely discussed Song Yu with herself in such a serious way. Every time he talked about Song Yu, he complained most of the time, but now looking at the man with such warm eyes, Zhenqi didn't know how to respond. She explained that what she cared about was not that Song Yu was arguing with herself because of Qianxun, but what she cared about was that in Song Yu's heart, she, Lu Zhenqi, was not worthy.

"Song Jiyao, do you believe me when I say that I like uncle?" Zhen Qi said slowly.

"Believe me." Song Jiyao nodded seriously, feeling a little lack of reason, he added: "My brother is so good, it's normal to like him."

Zhenqi didn't answer, but just buried her head and looked at the steak on the plate, her eyes became blurred in the end, she really likes Uncle, even she didn't know when it started, maybe it was when she put the pair of writing on her The moment on the feet, but I have admitted it, why no one believes it.

"Zhen Qi, if I were you, I'd tell him." Song Jiyao said after taking a sip of orange juice.

Zhen Qi shook her head slightly and rejected Song Jiyao's suggestion. He might have thought about it before last night, but Song Yu had already made it clear last night that she, Lu Zhenqi, was not worthy and did not deserve to like him. Such disgusted eyes were like Just looking at Zhenqi felt like polluting her own eyes.

"I'm not worthy?" Zhenqi whispered.

Song Jiyao took a deep breath, he didn't know how to comfort Zhenqi, and he didn't dare to ask what happened yesterday, but could he see Zhenqi sad, and finally he opened his mouth slowly, diverting this somewhat Heavy topic; "Didn't you say, Zhenqi, that you're looking for a job? We're going to look for it now."

Zhen Qi raised her eyes to look at Song Jiyao's sunny face, squeezed her palm secretly, she couldn't be sad anymore, because the most important thing in front of her was to pay back the money, not to be sad.

When leaving the restaurant, Song Jiyao did not forget to ask the waiter to pack two steaks. Although many people looked at him with puzzled eyes, Song Jiyao felt very happy seeing the smirk on Zhenqi's face.

"I know you are greedy, so I took it with me on the way." Song Jiyao said with a halo of the Virgin after handing the packed steak to Zhenqi.

Zhenqi took the steak and gave Song Jiyao a laugh, but she felt a little sad when she touched the steak. The uncle must have told him.

Before meeting Song Yu, that is, before breaking up with Shao Han, Zhenqi felt that finding a job was just the same thing. She studied painting in college. Although she didn't graduate, Zhenqi could paint a good oil painting. In Shao Han's words, "Lu Zhenqi, your painting skills are comparable to Picasso's."

Although it is a compliment, Zhenqi always feels that Shao Han is a little ignorant of the market. Everyone knows that Picasso is famous for his abstract paintings, but his own paintings are obviously realistic. The two works that are irrelevant are unexpectedly Letting Shao Han compare them together is because Zhenqi has a lot of opinions on this, and the opinions are still very big.

But after Shao Han heard Zhen Qi's protest, he looked at her in surprise, "What is an abstract painting?"

"It's because you don't understand those words." Zhen Qi explained realistically.

So Shao Han rubbed his head, looked at the paintings on the easel for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "That's it, because I can't understand your paintings."

Although her paintings are always ridiculed by Shao Han, Zhenqi still believes that there will be a Bole in this world who will fall in love with her paintings, so with this mentality, Zhenqi finally found a job as a tutor— — Teaching a [-]-year-old to draw!

Although Jasmine said that she was not a tutor but a nanny hired by others, Zhenqi still firmly believed that painting should start with dolls.

Of course, these were all said by Zhenqi and Song Jiyao. After talking so much, Zhenqi just wanted to prove one point - she, Lu Zhenqi, had found a job and was a great teacher of the people.

Song Jiyao, who was panting behind Zhenqi, collapsed on the deck chair in the park from exhaustion, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, dumbfounded.

Zhen Qi, who was walking in front, realized that there were no footsteps and Song Jiyao's complaints from behind, she stopped instinctively, and watched Song Jiyao, who was panting on the chair, stepped forward and kicked him.

"Don't touch me, let me die quietly." Song Jiyao uttered a few words with difficulty, and then continued to look at his blue sky and white clouds.Luo Shanshan was in his eyes and in his heart.

"Is that an exaggeration? I only walked five streets and ten companies." Zhen Qi gave Song Jiyao a disgusted look. Nowadays, men only care about picking up girls and don't pay attention to health.

"You also know that it's five streets, ten companies." Song Jiyao gave Zhenqi a look, he was trying to kill him.

"A lot?" Zhenqi stared back in disgust. When she and Jasmine went shopping together, the highest record was that the two of them walked fifteen streets and visited countless shopping malls. Things, just like that, without breathing.

Song Jiyao, who had had enough rest, looked at Zhenqi and said slowly, "Lu Zhenqi, where else do you want to apply for?"

Zhen Qi domineeringly pointed at the map in her hand; "here."

Song Jiyao craned his neck to look, and suddenly felt that the sky and the earth were dark, and the place where Zhenqi was going was the place where they ate steak not long ago.

"Is Lu Zhenqi just kidding me?" Song Jiyao wanted to cry but had no tears.