Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Chapter 396 Where's Your Wife?

Tong Zhenyu's car encountered Xiao Sai on the way back to the hospital, and he was walking slowly. Seeing that he couldn't move, Zhang Zijun simply closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

The car drove like a snail, and finally stopped at a breakfast shop on the street next to the hospital, and the thin porridge pot in front of the breakfast shop was bursting with steam.

Tong Zhenyu turned around and found that the eyes of the woman in the back seat were still closed, and she didn't know if she was asleep.

He didn't wake her up immediately, and just looked at her face sideways with the help of the not too bright light from the window.

She also had a slightly pale face with a tired look, and there were faint dark circles under her eyes, and her long eyelashes hung down like cattail fans.

And she held her bag tightly in front of her chest with both hands, as if that bag was such an important thing to her, and people in this posture are said to be the most insecure.

Zijun's breathing was very even, and his chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing, which made him involuntarily recall the feeling when she was nestled in his arms last night.

I didn't notice it when I hugged her to sleep last night, but now I think about it carefully, she nestled in his arms like a cat, and the two of them embraced so tightly...

If you can hug like that for a lifetime, it seems that it is also very good.

Under Tong Zhenyu's intense gaze, Zijun finally woke up faintly, opened his eyes wide and looked outside: "Have you...arrived to the hospital?"

"Well, no, it's a breakfast place near the hospital, let's go down." After Tong Zhenyu said this, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Breakfast shop?It seems that it is past seven o'clock in the morning, and it is indeed - time for breakfast.

The thin porridge pot at the entrance of the store is steaming with steaming white mist. The people of Bencheng are already busy so early.

It's not that kind of big shop, and the decoration is relatively ordinary. Fortunately, it is very clean. So early, there are already people waiting in line to buy thin porridge.

"Go inside and find a seat to sit down," Tong Zhenyu pointed at the restaurant inside: "I'll line up, the thin porridge and pastries here are good and delicious, the original soy milk is also very pure, and there are various Noodle soup, porridge, and dumplings, what would you like to eat?"

"I just want a thin and weak porridge." Zijun paused after finishing this sentence, and then quickly added: "Let's add a cup of original soy milk."

"Okay, I see," Tong Zhenyu replied, and he had already walked into the line waiting for the thin porridge.

Zijun found a seat by the window and sat down. He turned his head and looked outside at the line waiting to buy skinny porridge. Tong Zhenyu was wearing a Versace shirt and Armani trousers. He followed the line patiently with a breakfast ticket in his hand. Not impatient.

She and Tong Zhenyu had been husband and wife for half a year, but it was the first time that she discovered that the aloof Tong Ershao could also be so civilian, even if he queued up to buy food, he didn't have the slightest airs.

Tong Zhenyu followed the team patiently, looking at the steam rising from the thin porridge machine in front of him, he felt a little familiar and distant.It took a long time before I realized that I hadn't cooked for a long time.

It seems that after marrying Zhang Zijun, for a while, he liked cooking with her very much, and liked the joy of cooking together in the kitchen.

Later, when Xu Ruoxi came back, his relationship with Zhang Zijun began to deteriorate, and the two of them had less time to cook.

And after he divorced Zhang Zijun, basically - he never went to the kitchen again!

A person, no matter what he eats, what's more, he almost instinctively refuses to go into the kitchen.

When the phone rang, there were two people in front of him. The monotonous ringtone rang in the crowd, making everyone look sideways at this handsome guy who stood out from the crowd.

Today, when all kinds of ring tones are flying all over the sky, the original things are always strange, just like the matches in the 80s and [-]s.

He casually took out his mobile phone, and it was the old lady who called to ask the teacher.

"Didn't you say you were coming back last night? Why did you miss the appointment again?" Mrs. Tong Wan Shufen's tone was not good. She was put down by her grandson, and the old lady was in a bad mood.

"Didn't it rain after last night? In such weather, I have to drive back. Do you think it's appropriate, grandma? What if something happens?" Tong Zhenyu asked casually.

Mrs. Tong was left speechless by the question, she was stunned for a moment before changing the subject: "Xia Lan said yesterday that you have recently had a hot relationship with a car model. Why, now you suddenly like young models?"

"Grandma, I'm dead. I'll talk about the rest when I get home." Tong Zhenyu quickly interrupted the old lady's words.

Really, when did that happen?Besides, is this the right time to talk about young models?

"Are you impatient when I call you?" Mrs. Tong was very dissatisfied with her grandson's attitude: "By the way, where is your wife? Does she not care about your mess now?"

Wife?

Tong Zhenyu looked into the restaurant. At this time, Zhang Zijun was sitting by the window quietly waiting for him to buy thin porridge.

"She's eating breakfast," Tong Zhenyu quickly added after answering this sentence: "She's waiting for me to bring her thin porridge to eat."

Hearing what Tong Zhenyu said, Mrs. Tong was relieved, and her tone was much gentler.

"Since she's with you, I don't worry. I heard Xia Lan say that you're messing around with those singers, stars, and young models all day long. I'm really worried that Ruoxi is angry with you. It's fine if she's not angry. In fact Well, Ruoxi did something wrong before, but no matter what, she is still much better than those second-rate celebrity young models you found outside..."

"Grandma, I'm buying breakfast here, let's not talk about it," Tong Zhenyu quickly snatched away the old lady's nagging words: "Grandma, you should hurry up and eat breakfast, and we will discuss this matter when I come back. "

After speaking, without waiting for the old lady's consent, he quickly hung up the phone.

..

Zijun was sitting by the window, watching Tong Zhenyu answering the phone gracefully in the crowd, judging from the expression on his face, it didn't look like he was on the phone with Xu Ruoxi.

After sitting in the restaurant for about 10 minutes, Tong Zhenyu came in with two servings of thin porridge.

The white porcelain bowl contains thin and weak porridge, pink thin and red pork liver, and green chopped green onion. The colors are bright and they look very appetizing.

"Although this breakfast shop is small and the breakfast is relatively simple, but it is very authentic. I ate here once when I was hospitalized. It tastes good. The main reason is that the raw materials for breakfast are very good, and they are all made on site. Don't worry. Preservatives and stuff like that."

Zijun nodded, and took a white ceramic spoon to prepare porridge, and Tong Zhenyu handed her a large cup of plain soy milk.