"You..." He finally said, "Ye Zhenzhen, take good care of Xiaochen."
"You need to tell me, hang up."
Song Jinze: "..."
This woman actually hung up on him first for the first time. Is she really brave?
"President, Driver Li just came over and said that Mr. Cheng is free at noon tomorrow. I will arrange a dinner for you at noon tomorrow." Secretary Zhang's voice sounded in Song Jinze's ears at the right time.
Song Jinze's mouth sank, "Secretary Zhang, what did Ye Zhenzhen tell you just now?"
Secretary Zhang's pupils shrank slightly, um..., the president's expression and tone at this time seemed to be angry.
"My wife said she wanted to thank you personally. That's what she said..." Secretary Zhang's tone revealed a wavering guilt.
Before he finished speaking, Secretary Zhang saw his CEO's face darken visibly!
Song Jinze thought about Ye Zhenzhen's attitude towards her just now, and she already understood.
Secretary Zhang has been with him for many years, and he can still tell whether what the other person says is true or false.
The phone returned to Secretary Zhang's hand again, "Secretary Zhang, the bonus next month will be cancelled. In addition, you are making your own decision, and 20% of the original bonus will be deducted."
Song Jinze strode away with long legs.
Secretary Zhang watched the tall and slender figure go away, his face full of innocence and grievance. He knew without even thinking that there was a problem between the CEO and his wife.
But why should his bonus be deducted?
What an injustice!
…
Director Fei took the phone that Ye Zhenzhen returned and asked with a smile, "Zhenzhen, is this Mr. Zhang the big boss of Media Asia Group? Is he friends with your husband?"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and answered the question, "Director Fei, will the money arrive after you confirm receipt of the goods?"
Director Fei nodded, "The account has arrived."
It was because the payment arrived so quickly that he had to call to thank them.
Ye Zhenzhen took out a piece of paper and handed it to Director Fei, "This is grandma's bankbook account number. After all the oranges are shipped, Director Fei will transfer the money to her first. I will tell you about the express fee."
Grandma has made it clear what you want to do, I will leave first."
Director Fei looked at Ye Zhenzhen's leaving figure and muttered in confusion, "A very nice girl, why does her face change when she talks about her husband?"
Xiao Wen: "Director Fei, please don't mention her husband in front of Ye Zhenzhen from now on."
"Why?" Director Fei, who didn't care about the online rumors, was even more puzzled, "Why can't we mention it?"
Xiao Wen sighed deeply. The more Ye Zhenzhen rejected this topic, the more certain she was about her suspicions, and the more she felt sorry for Ye Zhenzhen.
Her husband is a bad old man, and he has to be mentioned frequently by everyone, and he still has to hide it when there are outstanding suitors of the opposite sex around him. It is really difficult for her.
Now no one wants to answer questions like Director Fei.
She patted Director Fei's arm and said, "Brother, please eat enough and stop asking. If you ask again, you will be rude."
Director Fei:……
…
When Ye Zhenzhen led Song Yuchen out of the studio, the cameraman was having dinner during the shift and did not follow her.
As night fell and the sky darkened, the roads in the countryside inevitably had some potholes. Song Yuchen's little feet found it difficult to walk. Ye Zhenzhen simply squatted down and held the little guy in her arms and walked forward.
The little breasted dumpling's body was so soft that Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but kiss his little face, "Xiaochen is so beautiful!"
Song Yuchen's fair face was slightly red, her brows furrowed, but she didn't say anything, but asked, "Ye Zhenzhen, didn't you say you liked my dad before? Why didn't you talk to him on the phone just now?
?”
Ye Zhenzhen stepped on a stone and stumbled a little unsteadily. She looked at the little guy in her arms with a gentle smile on her face, "Then Xiaochen said that just now because he wanted to help me, right?
"
In the past, the original owner often contacted Song Jinze in the name of his child, but he was basically rejected by the little guy.
Therefore, what this little guy did just now can be regarded as an affirmation of her.
"Of course, don't you like my dad? Did you two have a fight? That's why you don't want to talk to him?"
Regarding the series of questions raised by the little guy, Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
She definitely doesn't like him, she can't like a cold and heartless man.
A quarrel, that morning was indeed a quarrel.
It's true that I don't want to talk to him.
Song Yuchen saw that Ye Zhenzhen was silent and had a strange expression on his face. He muttered and said in a regretful voice, "It seems that you have really quarreled. Will you get divorced?"
"Divorce?" Ye Zhenzhen's face was full of disbelief, "Xiaochen, do you know what divorce means?"
Song Yuchen nodded his little head, a look of seriousness appeared on his fleshy little face, "I know, divorce means that mom and dad will separate..."
Halfway through the words, Song Yuchen's serious face turned slightly sad, "I, I didn't like you before, but I kind of like you now. Can you please not divorce my father?"
Shu Siyu's father in his class divorced his mother, and Shu Siyu was unhappy every day without his mother.
If Ye Zhenzhen divorced her father, then he and Ye Zhenzhen would be separated. Now Ye Zhenzhen is willing to play with him and said that she will take him to see Xiao Yi. He doesn't want them to divorce at all.
If they really divorced, he would also be very unhappy.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh, raised her hand and pinched the tip of the little guy's nose, "How can you, little guy, know so much?"
Divorce, she had never thought about this word from the moment she came here. She had always been thinking about how to change the plot and save her life.
But what she didn't expect was that Song Yuchen's small breasts would make her feel so insecure inside.
She put Song Yuchen down, knelt down and held Xiaotuanzi in her arms, reached out and stroked his fleshy little face, and comforted him with a smile:
"Things between adults should be handled in an adult way. Don't think so much. If you think too much, you won't understand. You will understand when you grow up. But there is one thing, I really like you!
"
After speaking, Ye Zhenzhen picked up Song Yuchen again and continued to walk forward.
She can't say anything else except these words to comfort her children. After all, she is not sure how things will develop later...
What if she doesn’t want a divorce and wants stability, but what if her plastic husband wants to divorce her?
Or maybe, when she makes enough money in the entertainment industry, she also wants to get divorced?
Song Yuchen's little eyebrows wrinkled, "Huh, I'm already five years old and I know a lot. Ye Zhenzhen, don't underestimate me."
"Hey~ tell me, what do you know?" Ye Zhenzhen became interested.
Song Yuchen lay next to Ye Zhenzhen's ear, whispering as if whispering, "Ye Zhenzhen, you are such a big fool!"
Ye Zhenzhen frowned, "Song Yuchen, are you polite?"
"Hehe~!" Song Yuchen lay next to Ye Zhenzhen's ear and continued, "Ye Zhenzhen, before you came, my father drove away many women who wanted to be my stepmother. I think, if my father doesn't like it,
