Domineering president: wife, please remarry me!

Housekeeper Ye has finished the food, and the table is placed in the pavilion in the yard. Zhao Yunlong takes his seat with them.

At sunset, the sunset reflected on the lake and plated a layer of gold on the sparkling lake. It looked glittering from the hillside.

As the evening wind blows, the villa on the hillside is particularly quiet, and the dinner is carried out in the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Professor Zhang and Zhao Yunlong are both doctors. It is estimated that they are used to not chatting at the table, so they are very quiet during the meal, and no one speaks.

Braised Wuchang fish is delicious and the meat is fresh and tender. Tong Zhenyu takes good care of Gu Zijun. He always puts the meat with few bones under the fish belly into her bowl, which makes Zhao Yunlong laugh at her and makes her extremely embarrassed.

During the whole meal, Zijun hardly moved any chopsticks. Tong Zhenyu was helping her with dishes most of the time, and she only needed to be responsible for eating.

"Enough, don't clip so much," when Tong Zhenyu gave her a spare ribs, she couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

Tong Zhenyu smiled and whispered, "eat more. You're too thin. Girls need to be slightly fat to look good."

"You mean I'm not good-looking enough?" Zijun stared at him. The man disliked her in disguise.

"I hope you look better." Tong Zhenyu answered naturally.

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Well, it's said that a man's mouth is often smeared with honey, and his words are beautiful.

With a bowl full of rice and so many dishes, Zijun still had dinner. Zijun really had some support.

Although she doesn't advocate weight loss, she follows the principle of having enough in the morning, eating well at noon and eating less in the evening. She doesn't eat much dinner on weekdays.

After dinner.

"Good support," Zijun stroked his stomach and stared at Tong Zhenyu. "It's all your fault. I added so much rice, mixed so many dishes and drank so much soup. My stomach is getting a little painful now."

"It's all right. It's not good to go for a walk and digest." Tong Zhenyu didn't take it to heart at all. He took her hand and walked towards the gate of the hospital: "let's go to the lake below."

"It's evening," Zijun couldn't help reminding him.

"It's just going to take a walk at night? Haven't you heard that walking after dinner can live 99?" Tong Zhenyu turned his head and looked at her: "who takes a walk in the daytime?"

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Zijun was completely speechless.

She is so young that she has never studied health preservation. How can she understand health preservation topics such as walking after dinner?

Besides, isn't it all about the elderly? Tong Zhenyu, you are so young. What kind of students do you raise?

Just out of the gate, just as Zhang Wenqing and Zhao Yunlong came out of the house, Tong Zhenyu turned back and shouted, "adoptive father, I'll take you to the lake at the foot of the mountain."

"Go, go," Zhang Wenqing readily promised, "I won't accompany you. I'll play chess with Yunlong."

"Thank you for your adoptive father's absence." Tong Zhenyu shouted mischievously. As a result, Zhang Wenqing laughed.

Zijun's face was so red that he couldn't help muttering, "can't you be a little implicit?"

"Am I not implicit enough?" Tong Zhenyu looked at her with a smile: "then how do you say to be implicit? Is it difficult to say thank you for your adoptive father's knowledge?"

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This time, Zhang Zijun completely stopped talking. The thickness of Tong Zhenyu's face is definitely not what she can measure visually.

There is a battery car to the lake at the foot of the mountain in the community. They met one not far from Zhang Wenqing's villa, but Tong Zhenyu didn't choose to take the battery car, but walked slowly hand in hand with Zijun.

Zijun felt his little hand tightly held by his big hand, and a strange feeling rushed into his heart. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "why did you want to marry me at the beginning?"

After marriage, Tong Zhenyu was too good to her, and this kind of good always made her feel unreal, making her inexplicable hesitation and uneasiness.

"Didn't I tell you the reason for getting married?" Tong Zhenyu patted the back of her hand with another hand and said softly: "I know that in your mind, even your husband is not as important as him in your mind, but I will work hard."

Zijun was stunned. What Tong Zhenyu meant by this is -- does Lin Chengfei have a heavy weight in her mind?

She admitted that she had been in love with Lin Chengfei for several years. It was false to say that she didn't put Lin Chengfei in her heart, and she really couldn't tell such a lie.

However, when it comes to weight, she thinks Lin Chengfei doesn't have a very important weight in her mind?

If the weight is really heavy, she won't let Lin Chengfei go like this. At least she will do something about his wedding?

Tong Zhenyu says that now, doesn't she? Does she mean she takes it very seriously?

Looking at the confused little woman around him, Tong Zhenyu stopped, looked at her with low eyes, picked up his fingers and scraped the tip of her nose and said, "well, don't think about it. You are my wife. I should treat you."

Zijun felt more and more guilty after hearing this. In fact, the reason why she agreed to Tong Zhenyu's proposal was more to annoy someone, and Tong Zhenyu was so smart that he didn't choose to mind.

It's right to be nice to her. It sounds like the element of emotion is light, but the element of responsibility is very heavy.

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Zhang Zijun, you are Tong Zhenyu's wife, so you should be good to him, too?

"This papaya is good," said Tong Zhenyu, pointing to the papaya pair on a tall papaya tree next to him. "Look, it's just yellow. I'll take it off for you to eat."

"There is no ladder, how to pick?" Zijun looked up slightly and looked at the Yellow papaya on the papaya tree.

The papaya tree is a little thick and naturally grows tall, and the yellow and attractive papaya is hanging in the middle of the tree, emitting an attractive fragrance.

Indeed, there is no ladder. Although Tong Zhenyu is tall, he still can't reach it when he jumps up.

After thinking about it, he suddenly sat down on the stone stool next to him and began to take off his shoes and socks.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zijun stared at him taking off his socks.

"Climb the tree," Tong Zhenyu said with a smile, "the papaya is so attractive, but we don't have a ladder. How can I pick it off for you if I don't climb the tree?"

"It's dangerous to climb trees. I won't eat," Zijun quickly shook his head. "I've just finished dinner. Where can I eat papaya? Put on your socks and shoes and let's go."

"Take off all have already taken off. Naturally, you have to climb to the tree and take it off before you wear it. Otherwise, it will be in vain?" Tong Zhenyu said this, got up and walked towards the papaya tree next to him.

Zijun looked at him with wide eyes. He looked up under the tree and spit in his heart. He grabbed the trunk with both hands and jumped up.