Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Both are descendants of the Rong family, but they have been separated long ago, each has its own assets, and each manages the company.Rong Junchu and his eldest brother are direct descendants, if there was no car accident five years ago, his eldest brother would already be the head of the Rong family.

After the eldest brother left, Mr. Rong trained Rong Junchu to be his successor. He was as talented as his elder brother, but he was criticized for being unable to walk on the ground with his legs.For this reason, Mr. Rong has not retired for a long time. Although he is still the head of the Rong family, most of the property in his hand has been handed over to Rong Junchu.Mr. Rong was waiting for an opportunity, and then handed over the Rong family to him in an open and honest manner.

"That's right, when I was in the imperial capital, I heard someone mention that Rong Junrui and his unsatisfactory father lost a lot of money because of investment failure. How embarrassing." Ye Tingfei mocked.

"They are still transferring assets outside." Rong Junchu added.

"This is the rhythm to deceive people." Ye Tingfei thought while touching his chin.

"Actually, it's not unreasonable for my aunt to take you back to inherit the family business." Rong Junchu nodded in affirmation.His brain is quite bright, and he can roughly detect that Rong Junrui and his son will play dirty tricks when they look at things.

"I admit that I'm extremely smart, but I just don't want to go home or go to work in the company. It's useless to say anything. Cousin, you are on my side, right? If you force me like my mother, I will I really can't live anymore." Ye Tingfei didn't forget to praise himself, and started to play the family card.

"It's not impossible to stay here, you have to do something for me." Rong Junchu said calmly.

"Tell me, as long as you don't sell me out." Ye Tingfei said, patting his chest.

"Don't worry, I won't sell you." Rong Junchu said confidently.

In the middle of the night, Song Qingzhu was awakened by a nightmare. She hadn't had such a horrible dream for a long time, and she didn't know what happened today.

After waking up, it was difficult for her to fall asleep. She was so thirsty that she went downstairs to the kitchen to drink water.

He found that the light in the living room was on, and Rong Junchu was doing something there.

"What are you doing so late?" Song Qingzhu walked over in surprise, seeing Rong Jingchen's exercise book in his hand and reading it seriously.

"I dealt with some things just now, it was too late, and I forgot to read Yang Yang's homework." Rong Junchu replied lightly.

It's a bit weird to read homework in the living room in the middle of the night.

"Then keep watching, I'm going to drink water." Song Qingzhu said, yawning and walking towards the kitchen.

"Pour me a glass, thank you." Rong Junchu said calmly.

"You're welcome." Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, he always gave people the impression that he was superior, and it was a bit uncomfortable to be so polite all of a sudden.

Song Qingzhu poured two glasses of water over, and put two jasmine flowers by the way.

"Here you are." Song Qingzhu handed it over.

"En." Rong Junchu reached out to take it, and drank it without even looking at it.

"What kind of flower is this?" Rong Junchu put the jasmine in his palm and asked puzzledly.

"Jasmine, is it fragrant?" Song Qingzhu asked, taking a sip of the water in his glass proudly.

"Drink it too fast, I didn't taste anything." Rong Junchu replied.

"Then I'll pour you another glass." After Song Qingzhu finished speaking, he picked up the glass and turned to leave.

"No need." Rong Junchu grabbed her wrist and took the cup she had just drunk.

"No, that one I just drank." Song Qingzhu's cheeks flushed quickly after realizing what he was going to do.

Rong Junchu drank the water in her glass very slowly, like tasting wine.

He drank from her water glass, didn't the two just kiss indirectly?

Song Qingzhu's cheeks were about to burn, and even the roots of his ears were burning hot.

Rong Jun heard it at the beginning, but he didn't seem to hear it, so he took the cup and raised his head to drink.

His thin lips pressed against the place where she drank water, and the two kissed indirectly!

"There are really jasmine flowers in the water." Rong Junchu asked after drinking the water, looking at the little white flowers stuck to the bottom of the cup.

"Well, let's put jasmine." Song Qingzhu felt that he couldn't even look at him directly, and his heart beat fast when he saw him.

"It's pretty similar to you." Rong Junchu put down the cup, pressed the wheelchair button, and went straight back to the room.

Song Qingzhu took advantage of him to leave and quickly sat on the dining chair to calm down. Just now he said that she looks like Jasmine, what did he mean, is it teasing me?
Song Qingzhu shook his head quickly to stop these messy thoughts.She poured herself another glass of water, and quickly went back to her room to go to bed after drinking, but no matter how she slept, when she closed her eyes, it was like Rong Junchu looked up to drink water...

Sleepless all night, Song Qingzhu hasn't experienced insomnia for a long time. She appeared in the restaurant with a pair of panda eyes and successfully became the focus.

"Xiao Qingqing, how are your eyes?" Rong Jingchen asked wonderingly.

"Don't mention it, I didn't sleep well last night." Song Qingzhu slumped on the chair, propped his chin and said helplessly.

"Miss Song suffers from insomnia. It's not a good feeling. I'll make a soothing soup for Miss Song later." The butler Rong said thoughtfully.

"Thank you, Butler Rong, you are really the most considerate person I have ever met." Song Qingzhu said gratefully.

"Xiao Qingqing, your dark circles are so heavy, you look like a panda." Rong Jingchen said seriously, but he only spoke halfway, and the next second he leaned over to her cheek and said coquettishly, "Even if it's a panda, it's the most beautiful and cutest panda."

Song Qingzhu rubbed his head, bursts of sweetness in his heart.This kid has a really high emotional intelligence. When he grows up, he doesn't know how many girls will be in his hands.

"I originally wanted to tell you good news. Seeing your lack of energy, let's talk about it another day." Rong Jingchen said with some regret.

"It's okay, just tell me, I won't fall asleep." Song Qingzhu deliberately put his fingers on his eyelids, expressing that even if he wanted to fall asleep, he would force himself to finish listening.

Rong Jingchen took out a certificate and three tickets from behind.

"We succeeded! Xiao Qingqing, you are my lucky star!" Rong Jingchen said excitedly.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let your uncle hear it, I'll let you practice calligraphy again later. Besides, I don't want to be a lucky star. It sounds like a small animal. I'm your goddess of luck. ?" Song Qingzhu became much more energetic, and the more he talked, the happier he became.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you be my goddess of luck." Rong Jingchen said happily.

"Can you accompany me to the exhibition this weekend?" Rong Jingchen's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Of course, who is the leftover ticket for?" Song Qingzhu asked.

"Well, I already have a candidate." Rong Jingchen said mysteriously.