Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"What? This is a battle with the adoptive father?" Tong Zhenyu's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Zijun turned her head, just as Tong Zhenyu was walking towards her, their eyes met at once, she looked at Tong Zhenyu with a faint smile on his face.

She sighed secretly, Tong Zhenyu just looks a little bit like that, especially when you smile, he is really too handsome.

Ahhh, Tong Zhenyu, your family background is already so superior, you shouldn't compete with others for being handsome, right?

You have taken up everything, and let those whose backgrounds are extremely ordinary, how can they live without you being handsome?

"Aren't you playing chess?" Tong Zhenyu came to her side and reached out to stroke her back: "Aren't you distracted while playing chess? Be careful if you don't win."

Zijun blushed, and quickly turned his head to look at the chessboard seriously, and then took a sunspot and landed it in the proper position.

"Hehe, Zijun is careful." Zhang Wenqing praised Zhang Zijun in front of Tong Zhenyu: "I can write calligraphy, play chess, and she is very humble. Before playing chess, she told me that she is not good at it, Zhenyu Do you see that she is a chess game played by someone who is not very good at it?"

Tong Zhenyu just laughed, looked at their chessboard, and then said lightly: "She is not very good at it."

"Go, you boy," Zhang Wenqing glared at him, then stood up, and pointed his own seat: "Come on, sit here and help me win Zhang Zijun, who is not very good at it."

Zijun looked at Zhang Wenqing in a little surprise. Did he really feel that he couldn't win and asked Tong Zhenyu to help him, or did he feel ashamed to win her for the first time in a chess game?

In fact, when she lowered the flag just now, she has already retreated quietly. It is estimated that in ten minutes or so, she should lose.

Although she is not very good at being a human being, but for the first time playing chess with an elder, don't be too aggressive, if you lose, you have to lose so that you can't see it, so as not to make the elder unhappy, she still understands this point.

However, at this moment, Zhang Wenqing asked Tong Zhenyu to play chess, and she didn't know what to do.

"Okay," Tong Zhenyu sat down helplessly, rolled his eyes on purpose and said to Zhang Wenqing, "If the foster father can't win by himself, let me do it. I think you are afraid of losing to Zijun, right?"

"Will I lose?" Zhang Wenqing shouted unconvinced, pointing to his own chessboard and shouting: "Look at this chess game, does it look like I'm losing?"

It really didn't look like it, especially when Zijun had just dropped a pawn, and now the whole situation suddenly opened up, Zhang Wenqing's side was obviously a winnable chess game.

"I don't quite understand." Tong Zhenyu shrugged his shoulders, dropped a white piece, and went straight to Zijun's center.

wild!

This was Zhang Zijun's first feeling, Tong Zhenyu played chess very fiercely, just like others on the bed, extremely brave.

Zijun looked at the chess game calmly, knowing that Zhang Wenqing would replace Tong Zhenyu to come up, and her previous chess piece should not have landed there, because it was obviously blocking her way.

It is indeed not easy to win this game of chess now. In chess, the so-called wrong move will lead to wrong moves.

It is not easy to win, but if you want to lose so embarrassingly, you can still struggle a few times.

Tong Zhenyu's chess skills are also quite high. Of course, how many men nowadays can't play chess?

What's more, is Tong Zhenyu a big boss with high IQ and high education?

The chess game became more and more rigid, every move was not easy, Zijun was struggling, if she hadn't made a wrong move on purpose before, she wouldn't have fallen into the passive situation she is now.

The chess game was passive, and Tong Zhenyu didn't have any general demeanor at all. Looking at his posture, he wanted to drive her into a dead corner, and then ate her all at once.

"Zhenyu is here?" Zhao Yunlong came back from the outside, holding two freshly caught fish in his hands.

"Hey," Tong Zhenyu dropped a pawn and raised his head to respond: "Yunlong, what kind of fish did you catch?"

"Wuchang fish," Zhao Yunlong shook the two fish in his hand towards Tong Zhenyu, and said with a smile, "Does this fish look a bit like a piranha?"

"Go, go, where are the piranhas in the lake?" Tong Zhenyu replied carelessly: "Give it to Uncle Ye quickly, let him cook it and eat it, piranha, I am a fish eater!"

"Pfft." Zijun couldn't help laughing after hearing Tong Zhenyu's words.

Tong Zhenyu raised his head and looked at the smiling woman opposite.

It was a sunny afternoon, but the smile on his little wife's face was as bright as the sun at this time, which made him unconsciously see God.

At this time, Zijun was also looking at him:

Osmanthus fragrans are falling in the courtyard one after another, the lake below is sparkling, and the lake breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of various flowers on the mountain comes to the nostrils, immersing the heart and lungs.

With such a beautiful view, she and Tong Zhenyu sat facing each other, each holding a chess piece in their hands, facing each other with a smile.

Obviously such a close person, but in the chess game, he is an untimely opponent, and he has to fight to the death before giving up.

Tong Zhenyu was wearing a beige shirt and without a tie, he looked even more handsome. Sitting in this courtyard with lakes and mountains, he looked like a medieval prince.

At this moment, Zhang Zijun's heart beat faster, inexplicably, he was attracted by the person opposite him, a strange feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart, and slowly overflowed his whole body.

She just wanted to look away, but Tong Zhenyu looked at her without blinking, and his eyes were burning with fear, Zijun's face turned red immediately.

The two of them just sat across a chessboard, the distance was not far, Zijun could clearly feel Tong Zhenyu's breath lingering in front of her, and his fingers holding the chess were fair and slender.

There were osmanthus flowers falling on top of Zijun's head, Tong Zhenyu stretched out his hand, and gently brushed off the osmanthus flowers on top of her head, then slid down and gently stroked her cheek.

Zijun's face became even redder, and he immediately lowered his head, and Tong Zhenyu's laughter rang in his ears: "Xiaojun, it's your turn to play chess."

She hurriedly withdrew her flustered heart, lowered her head and looked at the chessboard seriously, only then realized that the chess piece that Tong Zhenyu dropped just now was not in the best position.

She secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it was already a dead end, but now she vaguely saw a sliver of hope, so she immediately dropped the pawn, hoping to bring the dead back to life and save a little bit of face.

Tong Zhenyu was obviously stunned when he saw the chess pieces she dropped. As expected, he couldn't be distracted by the master's moves. It seemed that it was not so easy for him to win against his little wife.

Back and forth, three to ten minutes later, the chess game between the two was almost done, and Zijun secretly analyzed the chess game.

It might not be so easy for her to win, and it is not so easy for Tong Zhenyu to win.

"Haha, after all, they are husband and wife. They both play chess with such a tacit understanding." Zhang Wenqing walked out and looked at their chessboard and smiled.

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