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

Song Qingzhu's shift was scheduled until Saturday, and she came to the hospital to work after eating in the morning.During the lunch break, she heard a familiar voice, looked up, and Rong Jingchen ran up to her laughing and joking.

"Xiao Qingqing, I miss you so much."

Seeing Rong Jingchen's running pace, the corners of Song Qingzhu's mouth couldn't help but twitched.

She reached out and hugged him, and pinched his nose with one hand, "You boy, you still have a little conscience."

Rong Jingchen curled his lips and glared at her.

"Xiao Qingqing, why didn't you go back to Rongyuan?" Rong Jingchen asked in a childish voice, his eyes shifted, and he immediately grasped the point, "Did uncle bully you? Tell me, I'm going to beat Uncle!"

Song Qingzhu looked around, but he didn't see Rong Junchu.

She didn't believe that Rong Jingchen came here alone.

"What about your uncle?"

"It's outside." Rong Jingchen put his hands next to his mouth, acting cautiously, and said to her, "The house is not busy at all now, Xiao Qingqing, why don't you come back."

Song Qingzhu put him down and said to him, "I'll go see your uncle."

Rong Jingchen shook his head and nodded, then sat on the chair.

When she went out, she immediately saw Rong Junchu leaning against the porcelain white wall, with his head down, exuding a cold, arrogant and lonely temperament.

Even if there is only one side face, the lines are beautifully curved, the bridge of the nose is high, and the eyes are as black as obsidian, noble and aloof.

As if sensing her gaze, his eyes slowly looked over.

"How did you get out?"

Rong Junchu's eyes were dull for a moment, and he quickly covered it up.

He stood up straight, stared at her, put his hands in his pockets.

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips and looked up at him.

He used to be sitting in a wheelchair and could look at him at eye level, but now he stands up, especially taller than her by more than a head. It looks like he should be 1.9 meters, which is considered a giant.

She could only be forced to look up at him.

"Why don't you go in?"

"I'm afraid you don't want to see me."

Almost after she finished speaking, Rong Junchu blurted out.

Song Qingzhu's heart was beating irregularly under his scorching gaze.

"How could it be?" Song Qingzhu denied it.

The atmosphere between the two became tense for a while.

The wind from the end of the corridor blew in, bringing with it the cool smell of October.

Song Qingzhu asked: "Is your leg completely healed?"

Her eyes fell on his straight legs.

Rong Junchu nodded, and replied in a mellow voice: "I went to the hospital for an examination. As long as I persist in my rehabilitation and don't exert myself too hard, I can walk like ordinary people."

Song Qingzhu smiled sincerely, "Congratulations then."

"Thanks to you." Rong Junchu squinted his eyes and remained silent for five seconds before slowly answering.

"How are you doing?" Rong Junchu asked.

Song Qingzhu nodded, her eyes were erratic, and her hands were behind her back nervously.

"Very good, I think this job is very good."

When Rong Junchu heard this, he stared at her for ten seconds, as if he wanted to see through her, not sure if he saw her expression or her dodge.He felt a little blocked in his heart, slowly lowered his head, and twitched the corners of his mouth, as if mocking himself, "Really."

"Yeah." Song Qingzhu emphasized his tone, "I think this job is very fulfilling."

"That's good." Rong Junchu's voice was low, his eyes were deep and distant, "Have you considered it?"

The unexpected question left Song Qingzhu at a loss for a moment.

But she quickly reacted.

He was asking about the things between them a few days ago.

"I will marry you." Rong Junchu stared straight at her, and promised word by word: "I will be responsible for you. I will never let anyone bully you."

Song Qingzhu's heart fluttered.

She almost blurted out yes.

But reason told her, no, no.

She is an ordinary woman, if she marries into the Rong family, what will others think of her?

"I..." Song Qingzhu thought for a long time in his heart, and decided to refuse. When he was about to speak, someone called her suddenly.

"Qingzhu!"

Not far away, Jiang Jingzhi waved at her with a smile, and walked towards Song Qingzhu under Rong Junchu's hostile gaze.

He glanced at them both.

"Why don't you go in and talk?"

Jiang Jingzhi was very puzzled, why they always like to stand at the door when chatting.

Rong Junchu's face was very stinky, and when he saw him, he felt a sense of crisis.

Why is this person always haunted? !
Rong Junchu asked coldly, "Why did you come here?"

Jiang Jingzhi was full of smiles: "I came to see my sister Qingzhu." After speaking, regardless of Rong Junchu's dark face, he looked at Song Qingzhu with an undiminished smile, and raised the lunch box in his hand, " Look, brother Jiang made you your favorite sushi today."

Song Qingzhu scratched his head, seeing their posture, he was speechless for a while.

They are obviously friends, so why did it happen like this?

"Thank you, Brother Jiang." Song Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Rong Junchu, and then said to Jiang Jingzhi.

At this time, Rong Jingchen inside didn't know whether he smelled the fragrance or was disturbed, so he jumped off the chair and ran out.

"Hey, uncle..." Rong Jingchen's voice stopped abruptly, and when he saw Jiang Jingzhi, his eyes obviously lit up, and he said excitedly to Jiang Jingzhi, "Uncle Jiang, why are you here too! No Wish I could see you here, too."

Jiang Jingzhi was a little surprised when he saw Rong Jingchen, but soon he was relieved.

"Yangyang, have you eaten?"

"not yet."

Rong Jingchen shook his head, looked at Song Qingzhu and said, "Uncle said we should eat with Xiao Qingqing."

Jiang Jingzhi suddenly realized, looked at Rong Junchu tenderly, disregarding his cold face, and said somewhat disappointed, "Ah, if you have an appointment, then you go."

Rong Junchu's sharp eyes stared at him.

When Song Qingzhu heard the words, he hurriedly said, "How can that be done, Brother Jiang, you can go with us."

Rong Jingchen also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, let's go together, Uncle Jiang, I want you to tell me a story!"

Rong Junchu's face was black all the time.

In the end, the four of them went to a nearby restaurant for dinner together.

The romantic scene that Rong Junchu fantasized about was completely destroyed by Jiang Jingzhi.

He was so angry.

The meal was tasteless.

After dinner, Jiang Jingzhi thanked Rong Junchu, "Let Junchu spend the money."

Rong Junchu sneered.

Rong Jingchen held Jiang Jingzhi's hand and begged him to tell a story.

Then they walked aside, and Song Qingzhu naturally followed Rong Junchu.

Song Qingzhu originally wanted to run to Rong Jingchen's place, but after thinking about it, that attempt was too obvious.She could only bite the bullet and follow Rong Junchu, looking down at his long legs as he took a step, one step for him, two steps for her.