Domineering president: wife, please remarry me!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Zijun and Tong Zhenyu had not discussed whether the child wanted or not. The mobile phone rang. The phone was called by Zhang Tianqian.

Tong Zhenyu helped Zijun press the phone and handed it to her. As soon as Zijun put his mobile phone to his ear, Zhang Tianqian's voice came: "Zijun, it's more than seven o'clock. Why haven't you come back? Is there a traffic jam on the road?"

"Dad, I don't work this Saturday," Zijun quickly pointed out to his father.

"Yes," Zhang Tianqian responded on the phone, and then said, "you haven't been home all day without work? Where have you been? Do you want to come back tonight?"

"Tonight. I don't know," Zijun said after thinking for a while, "Dad, I'm in the observation room of the hospital. I'm sick. I don't think I can come back tonight."

"What? Are you sick?" Zhang Tianqian was surprised and asked nervously on the phone: "Zijun, what's wrong with you? What's the matter? Aren't you all right this morning? Why are you suddenly ill?"

"Dad, don't worry. I'm not seriously ill," Zijun became nervous after listening to his father's worried voice. "I just... I twisted my foot in high heels."

"Sprained his foot? Is it dislocated?" Zhang Tianqian asked on the phone. Before Zijun answered, Zhang Tianqian asked: "Zijun, which hospital are you in?"

"Dad, it's not a big deal. I'll try to come home at night." Zijun hesitated and didn't want to tell his father about his hospital.

If she really sprained her foot, it doesn't matter. It's normal for her father to come to the hospital. Which father doesn't care about his children?

But it happened that she didn't sprain her foot. She showed signs of miscarriage. If her father came to the hospital to know, what would he think of her? What would you think of her?

In her father's eyes, she has always been a good and orderly child. After so many years of love with Lin Chengfei, there are few connecting kisses except holding hands. Of course, there is absolutely no closer action.

Now, she and Tong Zhenyu haven't even decided to get married. Her father is still immersed in the grief of her mother's death. She unexpectedly died

"Zijun, what can I ask you?" Zhang Tianqian shouted anxiously over the phone: "what hospital are you in?"

"I," Zijun hesitated and shouted, "Dad, I really don't have a big deal. You don't have to worry. I'll be back soon."

"I asked what hospital you were in," Zhang Tianqian was a little angry. "Can't you say that your hospital can't let me know? Or are you not sprained to your feet, but something else? Shouldn't you have an accident like me?"

"No, no, absolutely not," Zijun was frightened by his father's strong imagination and said quickly, "Dad, I'm in the municipal hospital, but I'll be back soon. You don't have to come here. I'll hang up my drip right away. I'll come back after hanging up."

"Really?" Zhang Tianqian doubted on the phone.

"Really, I will definitely come back tonight." Zijun promised Zhang Tianqian.

"Well, I'll wait for you at home." Zhang Tianqian finally believed her words and told him before hanging up: "Zijun, you're sprained to your feet. Take a taxi when you come back. Don't take the subway. There are many people on the subway. There may not be seats."

"I know, Dad, I'm not alone in the hospital. Tong Zhenyu is here. He'll drive me back." Zijun reported carefully.

She and Tong Zhenyu have come to this step, and the children in her stomach are pregnant. If you want to keep the child, you can't hide it sooner or later, so you must let her father accept Tong Zhenyu bit by bit.

"Zhang Tianqian on the phone didn't say anything. He was silent for a while, and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zijun looked up at Tong Zhenyu around him and asked in a little hurry, "think about it. Is this child -- want it or not?"

"I... I'll ask the doctor again," Tong Zhenyu didn't dare to make a decision, thought and said, "Zijun, you take a rest here, I'll go to the gynecologist just now."

Zijun nodded. It really tortured her and Tong Zhenyu for a long time. When Xia LAN came in the afternoon, they didn't dare to tell Xia LAN about it. It's estimated that Xia LAN didn't know and didn't ask at all.

Listen to Xia LAN, Lu Ruidong is in the observation room next door, but she has a baby now. She can only lie motionless in bed, and she can't go over to see how long the ashtray has smashed Lu Ruidong.

Tong Zhenyu went to see a doctor. After eating the food bought by Tong Zhenyu at night, Zijun felt a little tired. He closed his eyes slightly and was about to go to bed, but the door of the ward was pushed open at this time.

She thought Tong Zhenyu was back again, so she didn't even open her eyes and said, "why is it so fast? Is the doctor off work?"

Before she could answer, she opened her eyes a little unexpectedly. Only then did she find that the person standing at the end of the bed was not Tong Zhenyu, but Mrs. Xu, Wu Yuling!

Zijun was startled. He looked at Wu Yuling with wide eyes and frowned: "Mrs. Xu, what are you doing here?"

Wu Yuling's face was a little red and hurriedly said, "Zijun, you. There's no big deal?"

"Does Mrs. Xu want me to be okay or do you want me to be okay?" her voice was as cold as her face. She didn't like Wu Yuling.

"I... I naturally hope you're okay." Wu Yuling said quickly.

"Really?" Zijun snorted coldly and pulled a touch of sarcasm from the corners of his mouth: "if so, what happened today is really an accident?"

"Zijun, I didn't know such a thing would happen." Wu Yuling hurried to Zijun's bed and explained slightly nervously: "I didn't expect. I really didn't expect."

"I thought it was just me and Lu Ruidong who didn't think of it," the sarcasm on Zijun's face widened. "But I didn't think of it. It was really strange that Mrs. Xu didn't think of it."

Wu Yuling's face immediately turned red to the root of her neck. She couldn't help whispering, "Zijun, Ruoxi is young, competitive and not sensible. Today's thing is also emotional. Don't be general with her."

"Ha ha, small, young?" Zijun sneered at this: "according to Mrs. Xu, it seems that I am very old, so I have to forgive your young and ignorant daughter, isn't it?"

This time, Wu Yuling's face turned from red to white. She was slightly stunned, and then said slightly embarrassed: "Zijun, I know you and Ruoxi are a year, but you grew up in such a family environment. Naturally, you are much more sensible than Ruoxi, so."

"So what?" Zijun stared at Wu Yuling with a little curiosity.