Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

"Xueqi, I told you, don't come into my study casually, and don't touch my things casually. Did you forget or did it on purpose?"

Tong Tiexin's voice carried obvious resentment and dissatisfaction, and then there was the sound of him squatting on the ground picking up the broken sticks.

When he picked up the yellowed photo that was stepped on by Su Xueqi, he immediately took out a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the dust left by Su Xueqi's step on it. Like a rare treasure.

Su Xueqi just stood there in a daze, her face was blue and white, looking at the man wiping the yellowed photo with a white handkerchief, her nose was sore, her eye sockets were so dry that it hurt, not to mention the eye sockets, even her pupils were red.

The warm liquid swirled in her eye sockets, she stubbornly bit the corner of her lip, and tried her best to endure the warm liquid, preventing it from turning into tears and falling down.

Tong Tiexin finally wiped off the last bit of dust on the photo, carefully placed it on the desk, turned around, and went to find a small hammer to repair the broken photo frame.

However, as soon as he turned around, Su Xueqi, who was next to him, rushed up, grabbed the yellowed photo and threw it on the ground, then jumped up with both feet, stepping on it again and again.

Tong Tiexin turned around, saw this situation, immediately walked up in two steps, stretched out his hand to grab Su Xueqi's wrist, and threw her back forcefully.

'Boom, boom' sounded twice in a row. The first sound was Su Xueqi hitting the bookcase, and the second sound was when she hit the bookcase and leaned forward, and then the whole body hit the corner of the bookcase again.

Su Xueqi shook her body a few times, grabbed the bookshelf to stabilize her body, raised her hand to rub the pain on her forehead, and turned around, only to see Tong Tiexin carefully covering the dirty and crumpled photos with a white handkerchief cleaning up.

Angrily, she rushed forward, snatched the photo from Tong Tiexin's hand, couldn't bear it anymore, tore it into pieces, and then threw it out, the pieces scattered in the air like snowflakes.

"Tie Xin, all these years, I have been guarding you silently, but you are guarding a photo, are you worthy of me?"

Tong Tiexin just stood there, letting those fragments fall on his head and shoulders, he just frowned tightly, his lips were tight, and he remained silent.

"Tong Tiexin, I have been married to you for more than [-] years. Do you have any love between husband and wife?" Su Xueqi's tears finally slipped down, and she questioned with a trembling voice.

Tong Tiexin was silent, as if he didn't hear her question, and didn't give any response at all.

And this kind of silence made Su Xueqi feel that she had failed more and more. It turned out that after more than [-] years of persistence, in the end, she had nothing but the title of Mrs. Tong.

After more than twenty years, what has she gained?Originally, she was complacent because she was Mrs. Tong, but now it seems ridiculous.

She was a big winner in front of Baiyang, everyone knew that she snatched Tong Tiexin from Baiyang back then!

But is she really the winner?In the past twenty years, what has she won?It's just an empty shell marriage with Mrs. Tong attached to it.

Not reconciled, Su Xueqi is really not reconciled, why should her marriage be just an empty shell?Why can't she be happy?

"Xueqi, I think you should remember that when I agreed to divorce Baiyou and marry you, I told you not to put too much hope in our marriage. What I gave you was just a marriage. That's all!"

Tong Tiexin's tone was indifferent and alienated. When he agreed to divorce Baihuang and marry her in front of the hospital ward, he made it clear to her that he had no so-called love with her, only responsibility, and marriage was for that responsibility. give.

He can't afford love, how many people can one love in a lifetime?What's more, at that time, he was immersed in the grief of Bai Yang's ruthless killing of the child, how could he have the mood to love other women?

Su Xueqi was stunned immediately, and then fell down on the cold floor in frustration, while her heart was more than ten times, even a hundred times colder than the floor.

And her face was deathly pale, it was a look of despair that had never been seen before.

..

"Here," Zhang Zijun handed a beautifully packaged box to Tong Zhenyu who had just come out of the shower and was wearing a bath towel.

"What?" Tong Zhenyu smiled and reached out to take it: "For me?"

"Well," Zhang Zijun replied somewhat vaguely.

"Yes, yes, no, no, what does it mean?" Tong Zhenyu smiled and opened the beautifully packaged box.

"Wow, such a good pen? When did you become so generous?" Tong Zhenyu joked with a smile: "I thought you would give me a signature pen."

"I thought so too." Zhang Zijun said sullenly, "I thought I could just buy a pencil."

"You mean, you didn't buy this money?" Tong Zhenyu finally understood.

"No," Zhang Zijun admitted truthfully: "Someone else bought it and insisted on giving it to me. No, to be precise, I insisted on giving it to you."

"Who wants to give me a pen in such a roundabout way?" Tong Zhenyu frowned slightly, whoever wanted to give something to him did not just give it directly, why did he have to pass Zhang Zijun?

"Your former father-in-law." Zhang Zijun reminded him.

"Your dad?" Tong He was even more surprised: "Your dad is so willing? Do you want to buy such a classic pen for me?"

"I'm talking about your former father-in-law." Zhang Zijun gave him a dissatisfied look: "My father is your current father-in-law."

"But your father is also my former father-in-law," Tong Zhenyu corrected her: "Although I married twice, you were the one who married both times, so my former father-in-law and current father-in-law are both your father."

"Couldn't Xu Ruoxi's father be your former father-in-law?" Zhang Zijun scoffed at Tong Zhenyu's words. This man just has a strong memory.

"I didn't marry Xu Ruoxi, how could her father be my father-in-law?" Tong Zhenyu explained sullenly: "Don't you know that father-in-law is my wife's father?"

"Isn't the fiancée a wife?" Zhang Zijun looked at him with wide eyes.

"No!" Tong Zhenyu answered firmly.

"..." Well, Zhang Zijunmo, it seems that she and he are not on the same platform for her father-in-law.

"This pen was given to you by Xu Yunchang?" Tong Zhenyu brought the topic back to the right path.

"He gave it to me and asked me to give it to you." Zhang Zijun let out a sigh and said, "So, don't write me a love letter with this pen, you should write it after I give you a pencil. I'm afraid that the love letter you wrote with this pen will not read so beautifully."