Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Tong Zhenyu swam away with the fishing net made of her hollowed-out vest. Zijun didn't know how to drive a yacht, so he could only sit on the yacht, looking nervously for his shadow in the water.

Although Tong Zhenyu said he could swim, he was in the water after all. If something like calf cramps happened, it would be troublesome, because she herself was not good at swimming.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start to regret in her heart, really, what is the topic of catching fish with Tong Zhenyu?

If you don't talk about catching fish, Tong Zhenyu will definitely not jump into the water.

She has seen the scene of cramps in the water before, and that was last summer when Lin Chengfei took her to the beach to swim.

Of course she used a swimming ring, and Lin Chengfei knew how to swim, so naturally he didn't bring a swimming ring into the water, but just frolicked beside her, scooped up water with his hands and splashed it towards her, playing with her.

In fact, everything went very smoothly at the beginning, and both of them had a great time. Lin Chengfei kept swimming towards the deep water area, and she took advantage of her own swimming ring to have the courage to swim with him.

As soon as he swam to the edge of the deep water area, Lin Chengfei in the water suddenly waved his hands non-stop, and his face was full of panic.

Zijun was terrified at the time, and quickly kicked a few times into the water and swam to him, reaching out and grabbing his hand that was waving wildly in the water.

"What's wrong?" she asked concerned.

Lin Chengfei, who had already grasped Zijun's swimming ring, calmed down a little, and answered her out of breath, "I have cramp in my calf, and I can't use it. Fortunately, you are wearing a swimming ring, otherwise we will be in trouble today. "

At that time she said: "Nonsense, if I didn't bring a swimming ring, I wouldn't even dare to go into the water. I guess I would be playing with sand on the beach right now."

Lin Chengfei, who had recovered, smiled and said, "Succeed, let's stop swimming in the water, and go to the shore to play with the sand."

That time, she didn't know when Lin Chengfei's calf didn't cramp, but on the way back, Lin Chengfei's hand was always holding onto her swimming ring.

"Zijun, here comes the fish," Tong Zhenyu's voice brought her back from her memory.

She hurriedly looked for the sound and turned around. At the stern of the yacht, Tong Zhenyu was holding the fishing net made by her hollowed-out vest, with a triumphant smile on her face.

"Your little fishing net is quite useful," Tong Zhenyu smiled and put the fish in the net into the yacht. "Although it's a little small, it's still rewarding. It's better than empty hands."

"Awesome!" Zijun immediately praised his husband: "It's okay, this fish is not too small, it can't be swallowed in one bite."

Tong Zhenyu just laughed, shook the hollowed-out fishing net and said, "Okay, I'll help you catch a fish that you can swallow in one bite."

"Then you can only catch shrimps," Zijun joked with him, "But the fishing net is a little too big, and you probably can't catch small shrimps."

"Then I'll net a big one," Tong Zhenyu said with a smile: "You guard our fish on the yacht, and I will give you a net weighing two catties later, enough for the two of us to eat grilled fish."

Zijun responded to him with a smile: "Forget it, you'd better get out of the way when you see a big fish, the fish weighing two catties probably won't be able to withstand the fishing net, and the net will be broken if the fish doesn't catch it. "

"It's better if it's broken," Tong Zhenyu joked with a smile: "If the net is broken, just take off your skirt, and I'll make a big fishing net to catch ten catties of fish."

".."

This fellow Tong Zhenyu has no face or skin, so she won't talk to him anymore.

Tong Zhenyu swam away again with the small fishing net. Zijun suddenly remembered the cramp in his calf when he couldn't see him, and just forgot to call Tong Zhenyu to come up.

Zijun sat in the yacht a little anxiously, he didn't even bother to look at the small fish that was about two or two just now, and kept his eyes on the lake, only hoping that Tong Zhenyu would come back soon, even if he didn't catch any fish. .

But people are like this sometimes, the more you hope for something, the harder it is for you to realize it.

This time, Tong Zhenyu left longer than ever before, and his figure did not appear in Zijun's sight.

At first, Zijun was able to hold on and waited quietly.

But as time went by, she couldn't sit still anymore, and slowly stood up, looking towards the lake, hoping to see his figure.

But it was night, and it was in the center of the lake. Except for the crescent moon in the sky, there was no other light to rely on, so the place where the line of sight could reach was very limited.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, 15 minutes passed... .

Zijun finally couldn't hold his own any longer, and couldn't help but use his hands to make a trumpet and shout loudly: "Tong Zhenyu...Tong Zhenyu...Tong Zhenyu..."

"Tong Zhenyu..." Her voice became louder and louder, almost tearing her throat.

And her shout not only did not call Tong Zhenyu back, but instead called a yacht not far away.

"What's going on?" The yacht approached her yacht, seeing her anxious expression, couldn't help asking with concern.

"My husband..." As soon as Zijun opened his mouth, before the words came out, tears rolled down his face: "My husband went to catch fish... It's been almost 10 minutes... and he hasn't come back yet..."

Because of her anxiety, her voice was trembling and her voice was intermittent. She was extremely nervous, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

Cramps, it must be calf cramps, and once the calf cramps in the water, the consequences...

"Don't be nervous," the man on the yacht quickly comforted her: "By the way, does your husband bring life-saving tools when he goes into the water? Such as tires or swimsuits?"

"No," he shook his head like a rattle, "nothing, he just...he just jumped into the water by himself..."

"Then watch the yacht looking around?" The man on the yacht shouted to her: "What's the use of crying? Hurry up and start the yacht, let's split up and look for it. Although the lake is not very deep, but... . . ”

"I don't know how to drive a yacht," Zijun finally cried, choked up, "I don't know how to drive a yacht, and I don't know how to swim. I..."

"What are you crying for?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside the yacht.

Zijun turned around, only to see that Tong Zhenyu had returned, and he was holding her fishing net made of a hollowed-out vest in his hand.

"Zhenyu, you're back?" Zijun was overjoyed, and immediately rushed forward, hugging his head with both hands, and his pink lips kept falling on Tong Zhenyu's face like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Hey..." Tong Zhenyu fell silent, his little wife was worried about him.

A strange feeling arose leisurely in my heart, the feeling of being worried and remembered by others turned out to be so good, if I knew he should have waited a few more minutes before coming back.