Very Wronged!

"You..." In the end, he only said, "Ye Zhenzhen, take good care of Baby Chen."

"Do you even need to say that? I'm hanging up."

Song Jinze was speechless.

This woman actually hung up on him for the first time. How dare she do that?

"President, just now, Driver Li came over and said that President Cheng is free tomorrow afternoon. I'll arrange a meal for you tomorrow afternoon," Secretary Zhang's voice sounded in Song Jinze's ear.

Song Jinze's lips sank.

"Secretary Zhang, what did Ye Zhenzhen tell you just now?"

Secretary Zhang's pupils constricted slightly. The President's expression and tone seemed to be angry.

"Madam said that she wanted to thank you personally. That's what she said."

Secretary Zhang's tone was filled with a sense of diffidence.

Before he could finish his sentence, Secretary Zhang could see the President's expression getting gloomy by the second!

Song Jinze thought about Ye Zhenzhen's attitude toward him just now and understood what was going on.

Secretary Zhang had been with him for many years, so he could tell if the other party was telling the truth or not.

He returned the phone to Secretary Zhang and said, "Secretary Zhang, your bonus for next month will be canceled. Also, since you acted upon yourself, I will be deducting 20% of your original bonus."

Song Jinze strode away.

Secretary Zhang watched the tall and slender figure leave with an innocent and aggrieved expression. It was obvious that there was a problem between the President and Madam.

But why did he deduct his bonus? He was really wronged!

...

Director Fei took the phone from Ye Zhenzhen and asked with a smile, "Zhenzhen, is Mr. Zhang the big boss of Media Asia Corporation? Is he friends with your husband?"

Ye Zhenzhen smiled and changed the topic, "Director Fei, since Mr. Zhang has confirmed receipt of the goods, has the money been transferred to your account?"

Director Fei nodded, "Yes."

It was precisely because the money had arrived so quickly that he called the other party to thank him.

Ye Zhenzhen took out a piece of paper and handed it to Director Fei.

"This is Grandma's bank account number. Please transfer the money to her after all the oranges are delivered. I've already told Grandma about the delivery fee, so just charge it as you should. I'm leaving now."

Director Fei looked at Ye Zhenzhen's back as she left and muttered in confusion, "She's such a nice girl, so why does her attitude change immediately upon mention of her husband?"

"Director Fei, don't mention her husband in front of Ye Zhenzhen anymore," Xiao Wen spoke up.

"Why?" Director Fei, who gave no thought about the rumors on the Internet, was even more puzzled, "Why can't we mention him?"

Xiao Wen sighed deeply. The more Ye Zhenzhen rejected the topic, the more she was sure of her guess. She also felt sorry for Ye Zhenzhen.

Her husband was an old man, yet he was frequently mentioned by everyone. She had outstanding pursuers by her side, but she still had to hide it. It was really difficult for her.

No one would want to answer Director Fei's question.

She simply patted Director Fei's arm and said, "Brother, just listen to me and don't ask anymore. If you ask again, you'll seem impolite."

Director Fei was speechless.

...

When Ye Zhenzhen led Song Yuchen out of the studio, the cameraman was having dinner and did not follow them.

As night fell, the sky darkened. The roads in the countryside were inevitably filled with potholes, so Song Yuchen struggled to walk with his short legs. Ye Zhenzhen squatted and carried the little guy in her arms as she walked forward.

Feeling his soft body in her arms, Ye Zhenzhen could not help but kiss his cheek.

"Baby Chen is so good-looking!"

Song Yuchen's face was slightly red. He frowned but did not say anything. Instead, he asked, "Ye Zhenzhen, didn't you say that you liked Daddy? Why didn't you talk to him on the phone just now?"

Ye Zhenzhen stepped on a rock and staggered. She looked at the little boy in her arms and smiled gently, "Baby Chen said those words just now because you wanted to help me, right?"

In the past, the original owner of this body had wanted to use the child to contact Song Jinze many times, but she was usually rejected by the little boy.

Therefore, the little boy's actions just now could be considered an affirmation of her.

"Of course. Don't you like Daddy? Did you guys have a fight? Is that why you don't want to talk to him?"

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned by the series of questions thrown by the little boy. She did not know how to answer.

She definitely had no feelings for the man. After all, she couldn't possibly like a cold and heartless man.

As for a fight... That morning, there was indeed a quarrel, and it was true that she did not want to talk to him.

Song Yuchen noticed that Ye Zhenzhen did not say anything and her expression was strange. He pouted and said regretfully, "It seems like you two really quarreled. Will you get a divorce?"

"Divorce? Baby Chen, do you know what divorce means?" Ye Zhenzhen asked in disbelief.

Song Yuchen nodded hard, and a hint of seriousness appeared on his chubby little face.

"I know. Divorce means that Daddy and Mommy will separate."

Halfway through his sentence, Song Yuchen's serious little face turned slightly sad, "I, I didn't like you before, but I like you a little now. Can you not divorce Daddy?"

In their class, Shu Siyu's father divorced his mother. Shu Siyu was very unhappy every day because he didn't have his mother to accompany him.

If Ye Zhenzhen divorced his Daddy, then he would be separated from Ye Zhenzhen. Now, Ye Zhenzhen was willing to play with him and even said that she would bring him to see Xiao Yi. He did not want them to get a divorce at all.

If they really divorced, he would be very unhappy.

Ye Zhenzhen could not help but laugh. She raised her hand and pinched the tip of the little boy's nose, "How do you know so much?"

Divorce. She had never thought of this ever since she transmigrated. Rather, she had always been thinking about how to change the plot and save herself.

However, what she did not expect was that Song Yuchen, who was just a little boy, lacked a sense of security.

She put Song Yuchen down, squatted, and hugged the little boy in her arms. Then, she reached out to stroke his chubby little face and comforted him with a smile, "Adults have their own way of dealing with things between them. Don't think too much. You won't understand. You'll know when you grow up. One thing though, I really like you!"

After saying that, Ye Zhenzhen carried Song Yuchen and continued walking.

Other than saying these words to comfort the child, she could not say anything else. After all, she was not sure what would happen next.

What if she didn't want a divorce, but her husband wanted to divorce her?

Or perhaps, what if she wanted a divorce after she had earned enough money in the entertainment industry?

Song Yuchen frowned, "I'm already five years old. I know a lot of things. Ye Zhenzhen, don't underestimate me."

"Oh? Then tell me, what do you know?" Ye Zhenzhen was interested.

Song Yuchen leaned against Ye Zhenzhen's ear and whispered, "Ye Zhenzhen, you're such an idiot!"

Ye Zhenzhen frowned, "Song Yuchen, are you being polite?"

"Hehe! Ye Zhenzhen, before you came, Daddy chased away many women who wanted to be my stepmother. I think that if Daddy didn't like you, he wouldn't have married you," Song Yuchen whispered into Ye Zhenzhen's ear.