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

Song Qingzhu's mind is now full of what she said about "disabled people" and "people in wheelchairs", and she is really going to piss her off.Is this still what people say?Aren't disabled people human?Besides, she didn't sit in her wheelchair!No respect at all!

You really deserve a few slaps for your mouth being so short.

Song Qingzhu's eyes were red, and she didn't know what was going on, so she rushed forward as soon as her brain got hot.

When she came back to her senses, Chen Wenwen's hair was messy, and she was shivering and sobbing softly in a corner.

Song Qingzhu glanced at her coldly, and clearly saw her shivering and shaking twice, she could only say that she deserved it.

Rong Junchu looked at Xu Zhi and Chen Wenwen expressionlessly, whispered something to the people around him, and then said to Song Qingzhu: "Doctor Song, let's go."

Song Qingzhu nodded and didn't look at them again.

Someone walked towards Xu Zhi, who didn't know what to say, Xu Zhi became furious, pointed at Rong Junchu, "You can't do this to me, you can't!"

Seeing Xu Zhi like this, Chen Wenwen felt ashamed, she already knew that Xu Zhi was no match for that person.

Away from all the hustle and bustle, Song Qingzhu pushed Rong Junchu on the way back to the hotel.

Halfway through the walk, Song Qingzhu woke up startled, and she asked anxiously: "Oops, Xiyan is gone."

Rong Junchu looked at her, "I have sent someone to take her back to the hotel."

"So fast?" Song Qingzhu asked in surprise.

Rong Junchu nodded, and then the two of them didn't speak any more.

On the quiet road, a few sycamore leaves occasionally float down from the sky. Through the dense branches and leaves, you can see a full moon shining above.Song Qingzhu suspected that this moon was the same as the one she saw when she came out.

She took two steps, and suddenly Rong Junchu asked, "Why did you say that just now?"

Song Qingzhu paused, "What?"

Rong Junchu pursed his lips, tilted his head uncomfortably, turned his head sideways, his eyes had an amber color.

Song Qingzhu came back to his senses in a trance, guessing that what he was talking about was the matter of being angry because Chen Wenwen said he was disabled just now.Anyway, she didn't know, she rushed forward as soon as her brain got hot at that time. Looking back now, she was really impulsive at that time, but she didn't regret it.

That kind of woman really needs two slaps to make her remember long.

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice: "Did I look very irritable just now?"

Will it be ugly?She thought about it in her own mind, and suddenly thought of the sloppy appearance of those vegetable market aunts, and couldn't help but shudder.

Rong Junchu chuckled, like the wind in spring, the coolness in summer, the maple leaves in autumn, and Fusu in winter.

"No, I like it very much." He said softly, his voice was low and deep, like the mellow voice of a cello, "Thank you."

Song Qingzhu was stunned, and scratched the back of his head, stunned by the sudden thank you.You know, who has Master Jiu thanked? This is the first time?
"Ah?" Song Qingzhu replied uncomfortably, "It's actually nothing, I just can't bear others bullying you."

Rong Jun looked at her at the beginning, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Is this considered to be protecting the calf?"

"Forget it..." Song Qingzhu replied unconfidently.

Rong Jun lowered his eyes at the beginning, his expression was dark and unclear, and the turbulence in his pupils could clearly tell that he was in a very happy mood today.

She had been waiting in the room for a long time, but she didn't come back, so she was already very angry.

But now, he is very satisfied.

Song Qingzhu stopped to ask something, but was interrupted by Master Rong Jiu, who forgot for a while.Now that she remembered, she leaned over, "Master Jiu, how do you know I'm in trouble? If it weren't for you, I would have been beaten by that woman and sent to the hospital."

Rong Junchu's smiling eyes suddenly turned cold, he stared straight at Song Qingzhu's left face, stretched out his hand, and gently touched her cheek.

"Does it hurt?"

Seeing that the left side of her face was a little red, Rong Junchu's eyes flashed with sullen anger. No one has ever dared to hit him, no matter who it is.How could he not be angry that the person he carefully protected was beaten like this?

Song Qingzhu was startled, feeling the warmth of his palm on his cheek, and his heart was pounding.

She moved her face away with a dry smile, kneaded it herself, and said grinningly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. She didn't hit hard. Hey, you haven't told me how you know I'm here."

Rong Junchu looked gloomy, took a deep look at her, and then looked away.

He replied lightly, "I have sent bodyguards to follow you."

Song Qingzhu was startled when he heard the words, leaned over, and asked in disbelief, "Why didn't I see it?"

"He's hiding in the dark." Rong Junchu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said calmly, "He's just responsible for protecting you."

Song Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, fortunately Master Jiu had the foresight, if there were no bodyguards he sent, she would probably be beaten to the ground by Chen Wenwen today.

This woman, Chen Wenwen, is really speechless. If she is singled out, she actually finds so many tough men. Doesn't this mean she is bullying others?

Song Qingzhu pouted, and pushed Rong Junchu back to the hotel.

She pushed him in and was about to leave, but suddenly Rong Junchu turned around and stopped her.

"Would you like hangover soup?"

Song Qingzhu felt that his head was not so dizzy, but he was still a little tired.She asked, "Where is it? I can just get it myself."

"I'll call the front desk."

Rong Junchu slid his wheelchair to the bedroom, and after a while he came out and said, "Go back to your room, I have already told the front desk, and I will send it to you later."

Song Qingzhu nodded, and she waved to Rong Junchu, "Then Master Jiu, I'm leaving first."

When Song Qingzhu left, he closed the door behind him.

Rong Junchu took a look at the closed door. He stayed where he was for a while, then turned his wheelchair back to the study, turned on the computer, but he couldn't read the data on the computer. Song Qingzhu's harsh words kept appearing in his mind. It's for him.

No one ever said that for him.

The corners of Rong Junchu's mouth couldn't help but curl up, he lowered his eyes, put his hands on the table, and slowly closed them.

Suddenly, that sharp voice exploded in his mind, his face changed suddenly, and he made a phone call.

The phone beeped for three seconds and was picked up.

Rong Junchu held the phone expressionlessly, and said flatly: "Get rid of them."

The other party replied: "Yes, Master Jiu."

The shrill voice was accompanied by cries for mercy, the phone was cut off, and the surroundings were quiet.

The corners of Rong Junchu's mouth curled up, and he tapped the keyboard slowly. He had already started to devote himself to work.

The moon outside was very round and bright, coming in through the glass window, Rong Junchu thought for a while, and after processing one of the data, he slowly came to the bedside and called her on the phone.

Song Qingzhu was taking a bath, and the phone on the bed was ringing non-stop.