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

That brat Rong Jingchen cheated on her again!
Song Qingzhu thought angrily, shivering a little in the bathroom.

"What's the matter?" Rong Junchu asked again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Song Qingzhu gritted his teeth secretly, broke the jar and said, "My clothes are soaked in water, can you...can you lend me a shirt?"

After finishing speaking, Song Qingzhu let out a foul breath, and finally said it, borrowing clothes from Rong Junchu is really too hard to tell.

"Oh." Rong Junchu responded lightly, and then there was the sound of the wheelchair rubbing against the floor.

Song Qingzhu was speechless for a moment, could he die if he said two more words?
But what does he mean by this, is he borrowing or not?
The temperature on his body was getting lower and lower, Song Qingzhu simply turned on the shower, and with the hot water pouring down, his body finally had some heat.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of footsteps outside, and I knew it was that guy Rong Jingchen, before he got there, the sound came first——

"Xiao Qingqing, I've brought you clothes."

As soon as he heard his voice, Song Qingzhu became furious and scolded, "Rong Jingchen! Why do you know how to trick me all day long! I'm freezing to death in there!"

Outside the door, Rong Jingchen pointed his finger at his mouth, and muttered, "I'm still young, so of course you adults have to discuss things like borrowing girls' clothes."

"Damn! How do you still have the self-consciousness of being a brat!" Song Qingzhu said angrily, this guy's IQ is already higher than Song Shiyu's.

Realizing that she was really angry, Rong Jingchen quickly knocked on the bathroom door, "Don't mind, I promise I won't do it in the future, look, I brought you clothes!"

Song Qingzhu could vaguely see the shadow of the clothes through the frosted glass door, and quickly opened a gap to pull the clothes in.

With a "bang", the door was slammed shut.

Rong Jingchen rubbed his nose, "Xiao Qingqing, I chose this dress specially for you. My uncle asked me to bring you a dress and let you throw it away after wearing it, but I guess he is wearing this dress." I can't bear to throw away..."

"Okay, shut up for me first, and take care of you when I go out." Song Qingzhu shouted in a low voice, completely ignoring Rong Jingchen's words behind him.

"Oh, then I'm leaving, don't blame me for not reminding you~"

Outside the door, Rong Jingchen had a wicked smile on his face, and he felt so happy thinking about the reaction his uncle might have!

Inside the door, Song Qingzhu looked at Rong Jingchen handing over the black shirt, saw that the hang tag was still on it, and curled his lips.

Rong Jingchen is quite interesting, at least he brought her a new dress.

The heat on his body was taken away by the steaming water vapor, Song Qingzhu shivered, and put his clothes on his body in twos and outs.

Rong Junchu was very tall, so his shirt turned into a shirt skirt when worn on Song Qingzhu's body, just at the knee level.

After a lot of tossing, Song Qingzhu realized that he had caught a cold when he came out.

After drying his hair, Song Qingzhu planned to go to Rong Jingchen to settle the accounts, but unexpectedly, when passing by the door of the study, he happened to meet Rong Junchu who came out.

Rong Junchu looked at her with anger in his eyes.

"Thank you..." Song Qingzhu choked back the words she wanted to blurt out, and she froze completely, as if she was in an ice cave.

Rong Junchu like this is too scary.

"Who told you to wear it!" Rong Jingchu shouted, already gnashing his teeth.

Song Qingzhu was taken aback by his voice, and then felt extremely wronged, "Yangyang gave it to me, what's wrong?"

Rong Junchu didn't say anything more, and glanced at Steward Song who rushed over after hearing the sound, "Take it back and dry clean it a few times."

The door of the study was closed again, Song Qingzhu was still in place.

She was just wearing one of his clothes, why did she make him so angry?And didn't he agree to borrowing clothes?
A dignified president, he would not even be reluctant to part with a piece of clothing. The only explanation was that there was something wrong with the clothing.

Seeing this, Butler Rong explained, "This dress was given to Jiu Ye by the father of Young Master Chen. After the death of Young Master, this dress has become Master Jiu's dream. Young Master Chen did too much this time. gone."

After the butler Rong finished explaining, he sighed and left, leaving only Song Qingzhu in a daze.

With sparkles in her eyes, Song Qingzhu looked at the floor a little helplessly, she seemed to have done nothing, but she did everything.

"Xiao Qingqing, why are you here alone? Where's my uncle?" Rong Jingchen walked over cautiously and asked in a low voice.

He also heard the movement just now, he didn't expect uncle to be so angry, he just wanted uncle and Xiao Qingqing to wear the same clothes.

Did he do it wrong?
Rong Jingchen was about to pull Song Qingzhu's sleeve, but she dodged it.

"Rong Jingchen, I hope you don't take me for fun in the future." Song Qingzhu said coldly, her voice was a little choked unconsciously, after she finished speaking, she went back to her room without looking back.

Rong Jingchen's small face was full of tangled expressions, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, and a few tears slowly fell down his eyelashes.

Butler Rong felt distressed when he saw it, and hurried over to comfort him, "Young Master, you really went too far this time, but I know that Young Master is kind, but you also know Master Jiu's temper, so don't do it next time."

Hearing what he said, Rong Jingchen simply burst into tears, feeling extremely wronged.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, the door of the study finally opened.

Rong Jingchen raised his head and looked at his uncle dumbly, and explained, "Uncle, this is my own decision, Xiao Qingqing doesn't know anything, if you want to blame me, don't take your anger out on Xiao Qing Clear yourself, you are scary when you are angry."

Butler Rong behind him was angry and funny when he heard what he said, and if he didn't forget to scold Master Jiu at this time, only Young Master Chen in front of him dared to do so.

After a long time, Rong Junchu sighed, and stretched out his hand to pull Rong Jingchen over.

"You follow me into the study."

"Oh." Rong Jingchen choked with sobs, and closed the door of the study.

"Uncle, Xiao Qingqing really doesn't know anything, I gave her the clothes on my own initiative..."

"Why that one?" Rong Junchu sighed and asked helplessly.

Rong Jingchen pursed his mouth and lowered his eyes, "I think my uncle is too lonely by himself, and finally there is a little Qingqing, I just want you to get in touch more, so..."

"I do not need!"

Rong Jingchen was interrupted by Rong Junchu before he finished speaking.

"Yangyang, I hope you remember that Song Qingzhu and I are just a doctor-patient relationship. She came here to treat my leg. I don't mind if she plays with you, but don't touch my bottom line."

Hearing this, Rong Jingchen lowered his head and remained silent, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Seeing him like this, Rong Junchu sighed, and pulled him to his side, "Even if I get married in the future, I won't marry her, do you understand?"