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

Leaving Ye Tingfei alone in a mess in the bar, why is he so miserable, why is he always the one who gets hurt?
The bar manager patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and said, "Card or check, sir?"

Ye Tingfei pulled the hood of the hoodie, pointed to his face and said, "Manager, can this be exchanged for money?"

The bar manager was stunned, the person in front of him was none other than the superstar Ye Tingfei!
"It's true, it's not an amateur imitating a star, but it's really similar. It would be even better if you could sing a few more lines." The manager pinched his face and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Just ask me if I can pay off the debt, let me have a hearty word!" Ye Tingfei also gave up, and let's deal with this matter first.Rong Junchu is really ruthless, if you don't pay it for him, you won't pay it back, then don't look for him for anything in the future, it's useless to look for it.

The manager stroked his chin and looked up and down several times, thinking about it seriously.

"What else are you thinking about? Is it necessary to think about it? Who is Ye Tingfei? He is a superstar. If you want to meet, you have to spend thousands of dollars to buy concert tickets. After all, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy tickets. I heard that his concert tickets for next year and the next year have already been booked. How many people are eager to see a real person is just a daydream. You have me, what a commercial gimmick, maybe I will be your cash cow in the future , isn't it?" Ye Ting said happily.

"Okay, I'll just say this to you, and I agree. Tonight you will come to my store as a resident singer for one month in a row, and you will be compensated for the compensation." The manager readily agreed.

Ye Tingfei smiled on his face but was crying in his heart. Now that he is a big star pretending to be a fake and performing here, he can't earn as much as the starlets on the [-]th line. What's the reason?

It was already the next morning when Song Qingzhu woke up, his head was blown up, he sat up with his arms propped up and leaned against the head of the bed, reached out to take a sip of the water on the bedside table, his dry body was moistened by the water, It took a full minute for him to feel alive.

"What's going on, my head hurts so much!" Song Qingzhu beat his head with his fist, the hangover headache didn't ease, but it hurt even more.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and took a hot shower with the water turned on to the max.He casually took a suit of clothes and put them on, his stomach was already growling with hunger.I vomited all I could in the private room last night, and now it's empty, and I feel like the water I just drank can stir up waves in my stomach when I move.

"Miss Song, you're awake. You've been asleep for more than ten hours. I'm really worried." Seeing her going downstairs, Butler Rong was delighted.

"I'm sorry for worrying you. I'm fine, but my head hurts a little." Song Qingzhu said, pinching her brows. This hangover felt terrible. She swore that she would never touch alcohol again, not even a drop.

"Then I'll make you a glass of honey water." After finishing speaking, Butler Rong hurried to the kitchen.

Song Qingzhu looked at the grandfather clock in the corner. At this time, Rong Jingchen had already gone to school. Rong Junchu was on a business trip, and she was the only one in Nuoda's restaurant.

"Miss Song, drink honey water first, and then eat some easy-to-digest food, it will make you more comfortable." The butler Rong thoughtfully brought honey water, white porridge, side dishes, and a basket of steaming steamed buns.

Song Qingzhu almost burst into tears when he saw the food, he was so hungry.She first drank the honey water with her head up, and without caring about her image, she gulped down the porridge, one small steamed bun at a time, as if she hadn't eaten for three days.

When she was eating vigorously, a black baseball cap was suddenly thrown on the table in front of her. Song Qingzhu was startled, and looked up to see Ye Tingfei.

"Why are you so nervous in the morning? Why don't you tell people to eat?" Song Qingzhu yelled, he was so frightened that he almost choked when he was so focused on eating just now.

Ye Tingfei smirked, as if someone owed him 80, and sat down on the dining chair in front of Song Qingzhu, putting his legs on the table.

"I'm eating, please take your leg off." Song Qingzhu gave him a big roll of his eyes. This man dared to be so bold because he saw that Rong Junchu was not at home, and it was obvious that he was picking on her.

"You still have the face to eat, I've fallen to the point of performing on the street." Ye Tingfei took off his leg, and he was just a little presumptuous when Rong Junchu was away. If housekeeper Rong saw him making a small report, he might You won't be able to eat and walk around.

Song Qingzhu was at a loss as to what happened while she was drunk.

"Why do I have no face to eat? You are also a street performer. Who doesn't know that Ye Tingfei is a superstar, and you can get money by just opening your mouth. Don't lie to me because I don't study much." Song Qingzhu said disdainfully, and continued to eat with his head bowed.

"Do you know what you did yesterday?" Ye Tingfei said, the corners of his mouth began to twitch, like a little daughter-in-law who has been pissed off.

"I can't remember clearly." She really couldn't remember clearly, she knew that she drank a lot of wine and couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Ye Tingfei wiped his face, looking like he had nothing to love, "You'd better really lose your memory, if you want me to know it's an act, I'll never finish with you in this life."

Song Qingzhu's heart skipped a beat. He was so sad. Could it be that he was drunk last night and gave him...

"You...I..." Song Qingzhu was stunned and speechless, oh my god, what the hell did she do?

"What are you, what are you thinking! I already have someone I like in my heart, and you have no chance in this life." Ye Tingfei said narcissistically.

"Then I'm relieved and continue to eat." Song Qingzhu lowered his head and continued to eat. Nothing is as important as filling his stomach now.

"Why is my heart so big? Is there a problem with my expression, or is there a problem with your understanding? Can you really not remember anything about last night? I have lived so long and been in the entertainment industry for so long , I think I have met a lot of people of all kinds, but I did not expect that I finally met you, you are such a wonderful flower, it is really insightful." Ye Tingfei said with emotion, thinking of the scene where she was drunk and smashed into someone's bar yesterday, she still felt lingering in her heart. .

"Yesterday I asked you to drink. You were drunk and smashed up the store. No one could stop you. The security guards asked you to clean up. The manager was so scared that he almost called the police." Ye Tingfei didn't forget to pinch when he said this. My wrist was blue on the spot yesterday, and it turned purple when I saw it this morning.

"I told you that I don't drink well." Song Qingzhu muttered.

"You are not only a bad drinker, but also a scum of wine. People like you should keep a distance of [-] kilometers from wine, and you can't even smell the smell of wine. Otherwise, sooner or later, the earth will be smashed by you Drop it." Ye Tingfei had seen it before, and he swore that he would never see it again in his life.