After amnesia, the prospective ex-wife is a little wrong

Having been the daughter-in-law of Zhen's family for more than 30 years, Wen Meixian has never felt that she can be as happy as she is today, full of elated pleasure.

She was born in Wen's family, her father was a well-known playboy, she kept getting women inside and out, and incurred a lot of peach blossom debts. Wen Meixian was the third daughter, and she was long past father Wen's freshman period. Too much favored, he had to compete with a large group of brothers and sisters for his father's love since he was a child, and he had to fight for everything for food, clothing and housing.

After marrying Zhen Xingye, I thought I would be able to live a relaxed life as Mrs. Kuo, but I never expected that the eldest son of the Zhen family would inherit the family business. Mr. Zhen's life's hard work was passed on to his youngest son, Zhen Zhenye. It's been decades of relying on others.

The husband is not up to date and has no great ambitions. At last, his son is capable. Although he is not as favored by the old man as Zhen Zhen, he has also met the daughter of a good family. Thinking of this, Wen Meixian's steps are a little brisk, and she almost hums a song in a low voice .

"Wipe the floor a few more times, it's not decent to look gray." She frowned and pointed at the maid, "Hurry up and change the flowers on the porch table, it's not festive look."

Her side is very busy, but Zhen Xingye on the other side of the sofa is happy and leisurely. His wife is afraid that he will go out to play cards, so she stares at him early in the morning, so he can only watch TV boredly, and loosen the tie on his chin from time to time. Knot.

"Didn't you say that you will arrive at night?" He watched his wife walking back and forth, and couldn't help but said, "It's still a few hours, you're making me dizzy."

Wen Meixian glared at her husband angrily: "If I was counting on you, I would have died of anger. This is the first time Ah Ming has brought Miss Qiao's home. What if I don't take care of her and neglect her?"

Zhen Xingye didn't care much about his wife's words: "Isn't it a good time for a nouveau riche who has made some money through financial speculation, is it worth your caution? My son is more than enough to match her, Show some style, in terms of status, our Zhen family can't lose to the Qiao family."

"You still know it's the Zhen's family, not your Zhen Xingye's." Wen Meixian stabbed her husband coldly, "Don't blame me for pouring cold water on you, after a hundred years from the old man, the one who really inherits the family business, when the time comes we will all I have to pack up and leave, why not help my son while he is fighting for his strength now."

Although the Qiao family is only a rising star among the upper class in Haishi, the money coming in from finance is really fast. The advertisements of the Qiao family's "Fortune Treasure" are almost overwhelming.Although this Miss Qiao is a daughter, her elder brother, Qiao Tianyou, is the person in power.

If Zhen Ming can marry Ms. Qiao, then Qiao Tianyou will have more love for this brother-in-law, right?With Qiao's strong cash flow as an endorsement, maybe those old-fashioned board members will change their views and help Zhen Ming compete for that seat?

Wen Meixian was thinking happily when she suddenly noticed someone coming from the entrance. After seeing the person, her two carefully drawn long eyebrows immediately frowned, and then she greeted, "Xiaozhen, why are you here today?" ?”

"Hello, Auntie," Zhen Zhen greeted politely, then turned to Zhen Xingye who was on the sofa, "Uncle."

Zhen Xingye never had much to say to this niece, he just dealt with it casually and then immersed himself in the TV again, but Wen Meixian calmed down and took the initiative to greet her: "You don't have to say in advance when you come here, steamed crabs in the kitchen at night, you can't keep those things , the amount can be calculated by Ding Ke, just look at this matter."

What she said was so petty that even the servant next to her couldn't help thinking to herself, no wonder the old man looked down on the eldest wife, he was really too petty.Huadiao crab is not a rare thing, Zhen Zhen can't make up the number if he wants to eat it?Wen Meixian is clearly looking for excuses to drive people away.

Seeing that Zhen Zhenjing didn't answer, Wen Meixian rolled her eyes, and added with a smile: "It's my aunt's negligence, at worst, let me give up my share later, you can't treat our eldest miss badly."

Zhen Zhenjing didn't care about the sweet-hearted and bitter treatment of the auntie, looking at Wen Meixian's fake smiling face, she said, "Thank you auntie, you don't have to be polite, I'm here today to talk about something. "

"There is nothing urgent right now." Seeing the stern face of her niece, Wen Meixian felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and she interrupted eagerly, "You don't know yet, do you? Today is a good day for your brother , he's going to bring his girlfriend to the door later, you see, isn't it?"

There was a bit of earnestness in her tone, and she hoped that this niece would be more sensible, and it was best to leave as soon as possible so as not to affect the atmosphere here.

It's a pity that Zhen Zhenjing didn't do what she wanted, but continued to say in a leisurely manner: "Am I the third lady from Qiao's family? I came here today for this matter. Brother Ming recently talked to the third lady." Miss’s brother has cooperated, do uncles and aunts know about it? I want you two to persuade brother Ming that this business is too risky.”

She succinctly told the two uncles and parents the information she knew, but to her disappointment, the two of them seemed to be unconscious and did not respond at all.

"Xiaozhen, is there any misunderstanding?" After a moment of silence, Wen Meixian spoke first, "Ah Ming is an adult, what can and cannot be done, I think he should have a sense of proportion, although I don't know anything IPO, or back door, but a company as big as Qiao’s will not be able to lie to him.”

In the end, she was full of distrust for this niece's words, and felt that she was making use of the situation. Seeing her cousin climbing up the high branch of Qiao's house, she rushed to pour cold water on her.

Thinking of this, the aunt's face turned cold again: "Ah Ming is also your elder brother. He grew up with your younger sister. He has never fought with you for the slightest advantage. Now he has finally found a capable partner. Partner, you are not happy for him, but say these disappointing words, Auntie is a little disappointed in you."

Zhen Zhen was noncommittal.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind my uncle and aunt," she said in a steady tone, "doing business is not that simple, and you will suffer big losses if you try to be opportunistic. I hope you two can help persuade Brother Ming, if he insists I still refuse to give up, I really can’t make the decision, I’m afraid I have to let Grandpa decide.”

Hearing this sentence, even Zhen Xingye on the sofa couldn't sit still, and immediately blurted out: "How can you do this?"

If Zhen Zhen didn't care about it and brought this matter to the old man, wouldn't that directly cut off Zhen Ming's fortune?The two couples looked at each other, seeing a trace of tension in each other's eyes.

"Zhen Zhen, I have something to discuss." The aunt let out a soft tone, and stepped forward to grab Zhen Zhen's sleeve, "The matter has not been clarified yet, so you make a fuss with the old man, it hurts the harmony of the whole family, doesn't it? Your brother is 30 If you are a young man, you have finally brought someone home, so you should do it to your auntie, and let the guests be entertained before you say okay?"

Wen Meixian thinks that she understands Zhen Zhen fairly well, and knows that she follows the old man's personality, and has always been very opposed to these opportunistic things. For this reason, she has to use her identity as an aunt to coax Zhen Zhen not to make trouble, and wait for Zhen Ming to come back Think of a way slowly.

As for the risk that Zhen Zhen mentioned, she felt it was even more alarmist. The Qiao family's business was booming, so Qiao Tianyou would not harm her own brother-in-law, right?

Zhen Zhen sighed silently in her heart. She couldn't hold on to her elders any longer, so she could only say, "You can leave this matter alone tonight, but you really need to persuade Brother Ming to proceed with caution."

Wen Meixian heaved a sigh of relief, and repeatedly assured her: "Don't worry, I'll ask Zhen Ming to explain it to you when I'm done with this matter."

She wanted to make a few more guarantees, the doorbell had already rang, and Wen Meixian's eyes lit up when she heard the sound: "They're here!"

The huge living room instantly became lively.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, Zhen Ming walked in with a smile, and beside him was a petite woman with delicate curly hair like a doll, and a gleam of light on her neck and wrist, almost dazzling people's eyes.

In the radiance of this magnificent jewel, even that ordinary face was somewhat dazzling.

Qiao Baoer looked at the few people in the living room, turned her eyes around Zhen Zhen's face, and showed a surprised look: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhen to be here."

"It's not all because I heard that you are coming. She has been close to her cousin since she was a child, so she came to see it." Wen Meixian cleverly took the lead, "Don't stand here, go to the restaurant, go to the restaurant!"

Her enthusiasm for Qiao Baoer was almost beyond words, and she personally carried her to the restaurant, let her sit in the best seat, and said kindly: "I heard from Ah Ming that you like to eat crabs. I sent someone to send it to you early in the morning." Hairy crabs are just right to eat now."

The servants came in one file at a time with trays, and soon filled the table to the brim. Zhen Zhen lifted the soup cup in front of him, took a look, and calmly covered it again.

She didn't like the smell of shiitake mushrooms since she was a child. This "good memory" aunt apparently forgot again. The meat pie soup with red dates and shiitake mushrooms in front of her was bright and full of mushroom fragrance.

Thinking that today is considered a temporary visit, for the aunt who patronizes the "daughter-in-law-to-be" to greet her with care, it is normal not to remember to tell the kitchen for a while, but it is rare for Zhen Zhen to be a little dazed while sitting at the table full of laughter.

After eating, she excused herself to go out to breathe, got up and went out, wisely not participating in the warm time belonging to the family.

The air in the yard was cool, Zhen Zhen took a few deep breaths, only feeling the coolness in her chest, she walked along the stone steps towards the flower garden, leaving the bustle behind.

In fact, it had been a long time since she hadn't thought about her childhood anymore.

She was too young at that time, so she couldn't remember many things vaguely. She only knew that her grandfather brought her back to live with her family, and because she was busy with work, most of the time, Zhen Zhen spent most of her time with her cousin and the eldest aunt. spend.

What kind of person the eldest aunt is, Zhen Zhenjing has no way of accurately judging. She is very patient and gentle with her cousin, and she always takes the trouble to clean up the mess for him, and can't help shaking her head and smiling while scolding him.

But when dealing with little Zhen Zhen, those tenderness will become a lot more anxious, even though Zhen Zhen has been very careful not to cause trouble for her, she still frowns from time to time, and fastens her buttons very hard.

"Poor little girl, if it wasn't for this child, her parents wouldn't have died so early." She remembered that her eldest aunt would often sit and chat with relatives in the living room, repeatedly talking about her parents while spitting, and finally sighed, He patted her like a coffin.

This sentence was pressed down heavily, making Zhen Zhen feel in a trance that maybe he is really an unwelcome existence.

Her parents had an accident on the road to take her back to their hometown for her birthday.

The eldest aunt always emphasized this point intentionally or unintentionally, and said "poor" with a long sigh.

During the few years in my family, Zhen Zhen gradually got used to silently responding to the inquiring gazes of relatives around her, and also learned to use books to pass the too long time. As time passed, even she felt that she didn't deserve happiness.

No one should remember whether she likes mushrooms, no one should care whether she feels lonely, no one should send blessings to her on her birthday, and no one should think that she is worthy of love like this.

Because of her existence, she took the lives of her parents.

Although grandpa did not blame her, not only gave the trust assets of Zhen Zhenye and his wife to the granddaughter, but even trained her to succeed her, but Zhen Zhen knew that grandpa still couldn't let go of the death of his parents.

On the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, the old man, who never believed in gods and Buddhas, would go up the mountain in person, chant scriptures and meditate with the master, and would not return home until late at night.

Silent as light, full of loneliness.

She suddenly felt a little tired, and she didn't want to go into this brightly lit mansion again tonight, but desperately wanted to go back to a place that made her feel safer and quieter.

After saying hello to the security guard at the gate, Zhen Zhen didn't go back to her home, and asked the driver to pick her up down the mountain.

It was evening when she came, and the sky was already as dark as dusk when she left, with a few scattered stars falling on the horizon, making people feel even more lonely.

After turning on the expressway into the city, the driver asked habitually, "Should I take you home directly?"

The word "home" awakened Zhen Zhen's consciousness. She bent her lips and said softly, "Well, let's go home."

It doesn't matter where she goes, she just wants to find a quiet place so that her loneliness will not be so conspicuous.

Compared with the lively old house, although the high-rise apartment in Jiangwan No. [-] was empty, it surprisingly made Zhen Zhen feel at ease.

She didn't turn on the light, and followed the faint moonlight outside the window to the living room, thought about it, and took a drink for herself from the wine cabinet.

This was the red wine that Xiao Chen brought over a few days ago, and she planned to let her and Lu Jiaren drink it when they were at home. Since Lu Jiaren couldn't come back due to something, she had to drink it first.

There is an unspeakable emotion in the chest, which rushes back and forth with the breath, long and clear.

"Boom", the cork was taken out, and the burgundy red wine slipped into the crystal glass, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

Zhen Zhen seldom drank alcohol and didn't have much experience of getting drunk, but tonight she felt as if she was unconscious, just mechanically pouring cold wine down her throat one cup after another.

The cold, yet burning hot breath slipped down from the throat, slowly ironing the limbs and bones.

Her eyes gradually became a little dazed, and the dots of light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gathered into one after another light clusters, which crawled under her feet and belonged to the lights of thousands of families in this city.

Behind every light is a home that belongs to someone else.

The crystal cup made a soft sound and rolled towards the carpet. Zhen Zhen wanted to reach out to help it, but after his consciousness was blurred by the alcohol, he seemed completely unable to keep up with the reaction, and could only watch the wine pour out.

The red wine, the white plush carpet, and the spreading wine smell permeated the air, making people feel distracted.

She randomly pulled out a few paper towels and tried to wipe off the wine stain, but after several busy work, it didn't help except to make the stain worse.

This carpet is Lu Jiaren's favorite.This idea popped up in his mind, Zhen Zhen leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and laughed rascally: "She's not here again!"

Who made her absent, and the reason for the trouble seemed to be very justified.

So when Lu Jiaren opened the door and came in, this was the first thing that caught his eye.

She almost thought that what she saw was a hallucination, she blinked her eyes, and said "Hey", she had already rushed over to grab the wine bottle in Zhen Zhen's hand.

"What's wrong with you? What kind of wine are you drinking alone! Did you get this on? My woolen carpet."

Lu Jiaren drove back overnight, thinking he could give Zhen Zhen a surprise, but he didn't expect it to be a shock. The drunken man in front of him looked at her with a sluggish expression, obviously not yet able to react.

She looked at the wine bottle in her hand, there was only a shallow layer of wine left at the bottom of the bottle, except for the sip that was drunk by the carpet, most of the wine was drunk by the person in front of her.

She temporarily put the bottle back on the table, and stretched out her hand to pull Zhen Zhen: "Don't sit by the window, I'll help you back to your room first."

Zhen Zhen looked up at her, her eyes watery and not sober, she frowned and saw Lu Jiaren's hand on her wrist, and shook it in disgust.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she mumbled, "It wrinkled my clothes."

In just a few days, I actually wanted to reason with the drunk one after another. Lu Jiaren said angrily and funnyly, "What? You want to lose your temper when I wrinkle your clothes?"

Zhen Zhen hummed: "I'm angry."

When she was drunk, she looked like a child, her bulging cheeks were stained with red clouds, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes aggrievedly. It was completely different from her usual rigorous and elegant appearance. Huhu's cheeks, smiled and said: "I'm your wife, you are actually angry with me."

Hearing this sentence, Zhen Zhen's watery eyes froze immediately, but she immediately shook her head desperately, resisting Lu Jiaren's movement with greater strength, and turned her head to the side.

During the staggering struggle, Lu Jiaren saw Zhen Zhen's shoulders trembling slightly, and there was a soft crying sound in his usually clear voice, and he complained firmly and clearly: "My wife? She is with other women. "Ji Qing Lingling" on the street, I don't remember me for a long time!"

The author has something to say: Happy weekend, this should be considered a fat chapter?

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