Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"Here.. where is the seafood?" Zijun looked at Tong Zhenyu in surprise.

"Of course," Tong Zhenyu explained to her patiently: "The beaches in Bincheng have been developed, and the seafood taste is probably not that good. The Dongdong Bay has not been developed, and the seafood tastes more delicious, or we can rent one. The yacht goes directly to the cruise restaurant on the sea to eat."

"Forget it then," Zhang Zijun quickly shook his head: "Don't eat seafood, I didn't sleep well last night, I had dinner tonight and went back to sleep early, I have to go to work tomorrow, and eating seafood at night will not digest it."

"Hahaha..." Tong Zhenyu just laughed, nodding his head to agree with her: "Well, listen to my wife, then... what do you want to eat now?"

"Whatever...whatever you want." Zijun felt that a meal is just to fill his stomach, and it would be the same wherever he eats.

"Where in this world can you eat casually?" Tong Zhenyu rolled her eyes, Tong Zhenyu turned his head, his eyes filled with doting tenderness: "I will drive the car wherever you say to eat."

Zijun raised her eyes and happened to meet Tong Zhenyu's eyes. At that moment, she felt that Tong Zhenyu's eyes were particularly affectionate.

His face turned red involuntarily, he quickly looked away, and said a little embarrassedly: "What I said is true, in fact, it's just a meal..."

"Even if it's just a meal, I can't treat you badly," Tong Zhenyu stretched out his big hand and gently covered the back of her hand while speaking: "Zijun, I'm your husband, if you can't satisfy you even with the problem of eating , how can you be your husband?"

His is a man's hand, slightly rough, covering the back of her delicate skin, with a sense of strength.

Just for a moment, she felt, very good, it's really good that his big hand wrapped her little hand!

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and even her breathing was a little short. There was a subtle feeling flowing in the blood vessels of her body, and this feeling was familiar yet somewhat strange.

"I...or..."

"Why don't you let your husband choose for you?" Tong Zhenyu said suddenly.

"Ah?" Zijun didn't react immediately.

"Call me husband!" Tong Zhenyu looked at her with the same firm expression as his tone.

Zijun's face turned red in an instant, as if covered with a red cloth. Although she had been married to Tong Zhenyu for more than a week, the word "husband" was still very unfamiliar to her.

Feeling the strength in his hands tightening, Tong Zhenyu's deep and firm voice sounded again: "Call me husband."

Zijun's pink lips pursed. It seemed that if she didn't bark, Tong Zhenyu probably wouldn't just let her go tonight.

"Old..." Zijun stammered a little, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Husband."

"Well," Tong Zhenyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his thin lips slightly raised to the sides, bending a nice arc: "Good boy, I'll call it that from now on."

".."

Zijun's face is embarrassing. Husband is an intimate name, it seems to be called at home, right?Is it possible to call it that in public places outside?

"Being conquered by you like this, cutting off all retreats, my mood is firm, and my decision is muddled..."

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone was extremely loud in the quiet and small space, which shocked Zhang Zijun a lot. He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was actually Lin Chengfei who called her.

Inexplicably, an ominous premonition surged in my heart, I hesitated for a while, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Zijun, where are you now?" Lin Chengfei couldn't hear any emotion in his voice.

"Why should I tell you where?" Zijun asked back coldly.Lin Chengfei, who does he think he or her?Have the right to know her whereabouts?

"Then have you returned to Bincheng?" Lin Chengfei asked again in a different way.

Zijun frowned, she and Lin Chengfei had stopped seeing each other, so he suddenly asked her what she was doing?

Besides, he is currently Tong Zhenyu's niece and son-in-law. Even if he meets her, he is still her junior, so he has to be called her little aunt.

"Well, I'm already in Bencheng, what do you want?"

I met Su Feifei twice yesterday and today, and she would be obviously lying if she said that she hadn't returned to Bincheng.

Lin Chengfei on the other end of the phone pondered for a while before saying: "That's right, Xiao Mingzhi came back from the United States. He said he wanted to get together with everyone, but he didn't have your contact information, so he asked me to inform you that there will be a meeting tomorrow." Is it empty?"

tomorrow?Zijun actually didn't want to meet Lin Chengfei, but since Brother Xiao came back, and she was not doing well in math in high school, Xiao Mingzhi helped her make up lessons for free.

Therefore, now that Xiao Mingzhi wanted to see her, it would be very unreasonable if she refused to go.

Just about to speak, the car stopped at this moment, and then Tong Zhenyu turned his head and shouted to her: "Here we are, get out of the car!"

"Oh, okay," Zijun nodded, and snapped off his seat belt with a 'snap'.

"Zijun, what's wrong with you?" Lin Chengfei's voice suddenly became tense: "Did something happen? Did he hit you?"

"No, I'm going to get out of the car for dinner." Zijun hung up the phone after saying this.

"Did Lin Chengfei come here?" Tong Zhenyu helped her open the car door and reached out to help her get out of the car.

"Well," Zijun didn't hide anything: "He said that his former alumni came back from the United States, and a few alumni want to get together. Let me come over tomorrow."

"Once alumni?" Tong Zhenyu frowned slightly: "Aren't you and Lin Chengfei several years apart?"

"It's a few years difference. We are not in the same class. He is two grades higher than me, but we are in the same high school, so we have mutual friends."

Zijun is telling the truth, because Lin Chengfei's family was poor and went to school late, he was three years older than her, but only two grades older than Zijun, so he studied in the same school in high school.

"Really?" Tong Zhenyu's voice and expression were a little cold.

Zijun was a little puzzled by his sudden coldness, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Tong Zhenyu replied lightly, and led her forward: "There are French restaurants and Mexican restaurants here, which one do you want to eat?"

Zijun pursed her lips. She had never eaten these two dishes, so she didn't know which one was delicious.

Besides, the price of this foreign thing is definitely not cheap, she doesn't even know how much it costs to eat a meal.

Seeing that she kept silent, Tong Zhenyu guessed that she was worried about the price, so he said, "It's not like you come to these places every day to eat, and it's not very expensive, so you can choose one."

Now that Tong Zhenyu has said this, it seems that if she doesn't say which restaurant to eat, he probably feels that she is a bit petty again. She doesn't know which restaurant is delicious.

You always have to try something new, so I pointed to a restaurant with a French sign and said, "Let's go to this one! Let's have French dinner tonight!"