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

At this moment, how much he wished that the door was closed, and he would not hear what she said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were outside when I said that. Actually, I mean... I mean..." Song Qingzhu spoke incoherently, and didn't know how to explain it. She didn't want to hurt him.

"What is it?" Rong Junchu looked at her and asked, unable to see what emotion was inside.

"I mean we are not people from the same world. I am just your doctor. We are the simplest employment relationship. I will leave when your leg recovers. The two of us may not even see each other in the future. What? Explain, it's not your problem, it's my problem, I don't want to rely on anyone, I just want to live a good life by myself, can you understand me?" Song Qingzhu said, a little flustered, paying attention to his expression while talking.

If it was said that Rong Junchu was born indifferent and cold towards everything before, now he has directly turned into an iceberg.

The last enthusiasm in his eyes was extinguished little by little, like ashes.

"Yeah." He said softly, his voice was very low and depressed.

Yang Yang listened to him half-understood. Although he had a high IQ, he was still a child, and he still couldn't fully understand the relationship between adults.He only knew that Xiao Qingqing didn't like uncle, and Xiao Qingqing wanted to leave Rong Yuan.

"You really don't want my uncle and me? Xiao Qingqing, why are you so cruel?" Rong Jingchen threw himself on her thigh and cried.

"I... don't cry now, I'm not leaving you, we will meet often in the future, oh, don't cry anymore." Song Qingzhu comforted him in a hurry, his heart was in a mess from his crying.

"Yangyang, let's go." Rong Junchu said coldly, his voice was low and trying to suppress something, with a majesty that could not be resisted.

Rong Jingchen stopped crying, his eyes, nose and mouth were all red, and he was twitching pitifully.

He turned his head and looked up at Song Qingzhu, then at Rong Junchu, and walked over with his head down.

Rong Junchu raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears on his face, put his little hand in his palm, then clenched it tightly, "Let's go."

Rong Jingchen nodded, obediently helped him push the wheelchair and walked out.

Song Qingzhu watched the two men, one big and one small, leave, her back was so lonely, and her heart twisted hard.

She felt distressed, and felt that she was a wicked villain.

What she wants to do, what can she do, who will tell her?
Song Qingzhu didn't go downstairs for dinner that night, but housekeeper Rong brought it up.

When she went downstairs the next morning, Rong Junchu had already gone to work, and Rong Jingchen also went to school, the two of them seemed to deliberately skip this time to avoid her.

"Miss Song, Master Jiu is on a business trip this morning, and it will take about two or three days. Master Jiu asked me to tell you that you can make arrangements freely for these few days." Butler Rong said respectfully.

"Okay, thank you." Song Qingzhu agreed, lowering his head to eat the food on the plate.

She doesn't need to treat Rong Junchu for two or three days, she can give herself a vacation, but why can't she feel happy, instead she feels that he doesn't need her, and she feels a deep sense of loss.

The taste of this breakfast has nothing to do with Butler Rong's breakfast, it's entirely caused by her mood.

It's not interesting to be in Rongyuan, she drove outside by herself.

She was still driving her cheap car, and just before she got in it, the co-pilot's door was opened from the outside, and Ye Tingfei sat in very quickly.

"Want to go out? Give me a ride." Ye Tingfei was wearing a simple hoodie and jeans, as if he was going out shopping.

"If you promise to sit and don't talk, I will agree." Song Qingzhu put the ugly words to the fore, and she is very confused now, and she can't bear his noise at all.

"Okay, I'll seal my mouth automatically." Ye Tingfei nodded vigorously, and raised his hand to seal his mouth.

As soon as Song Qingzhu stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out.

"Big sister, where did you get your driver's license?" Ye Tingfei grabbed the handle and pressed himself against the car door stiffly.

"Overseas." Song Qingzhu said lightly, and speeded up again.

"Are you sure you're studying for a car driver's license, not a plane? God, I feel like I'm about to fly..." Ye Tingfei shouted in surprise, his face turning pale.

Song Qingzhu turned a deaf ear, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and the car flew straight out.

After finally reaching the urban area, Song Qingzhu slowed down the speed of the car.

Ye Tingfei let out a long breath, and collapsed on the seat.

"You are the most aggressive female driver I have ever seen. I have learned." What Ye Tingfei said was not a lie, the speed of the car just now scared him almost out of his body.Even if you give him money in the future, he will never take her car again.

"Where are you going?" Song Qingzhu asked, she was in a bad mood now, she just wanted to be alone, and no one should bother her.

"I don't know, just put me in a bar or something." Ye Tingfei said.

"Butterfly." Song Qingzhu said coyly, said how much he loves Shen Xiyan, then turned around and went to the bar to have fun. This kind of man is a typical butterfly. Trusting a man's mouth is better than believing that there are ghosts in this world.

"Don't open your mouth and call me Huadie all day long. I'm a dedicated man, okay? I'm a public figure, so I can't just go shopping in the mall. What if I attract crowds?" Ye Tingfei said unconvinced.

Song Qingzhu drove the car to a bar. There were very few people in the early morning, and there were a few cars standing in front of the door.

"Get down." Song Qingzhu opened the car door and said, giving him a look to get down quickly.

"Aren't you together? The mall hasn't opened at this point, where are you going?" Ye Tingfei asked.

"Are you going down or not?" Song Qingzhu urged, frowning impatiently.

"Up and down, why are you in a hurry." Ye Tingfei muttered and got out of the car.

Song Qingzhu drove the car for a while, when he suddenly heard a cell phone ringing, he turned his head and saw that there was a cell phone on the co-pilot's seat, which was dropped by Ye Tingfei just now.

"Really." Song Qingzhu turned the steering wheel and returned to the bar just now.

She parked the car and walked down, and entered the bar with her mobile phone.

This is an underground bar, similar to a wine cellar. There are no people in it in broad daylight, only a few customers scattered here and there.

She looked up and found Ye Tingfei sitting on the bar.

Just as she was about to walk over, she suddenly heard a beautiful female voice from the deck next to her. The voice was very characteristic, so she was sure at once that this should be the girl who sang in the bar that night.

Song Qingzhu stopped, sat down behind her booth, and listened quietly to what they were saying.

"I really met Rong Junchu, don't believe me, he is my savior, I have decided not to marry him in this life." The girl proudly announced.