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

"Then I don't know why, the two started to fight, and then Song Shiyu ran over to support Zhang Wenxin, and fought with that mistress." Shen Xiyan smiled very happily, and Song Shiyu was humiliated in front of everyone. Thinking about how she was before Bullying you, now is really happy.

Listening to her elated voice, Song Qingzhu felt warm in his heart, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Xiyan, you have been my only best friend these years, and I don't think I would have been able to live as I am now without you."

Shen Xiyan didn't speak for a long time, and finally she choked up with a smile and said: "What are you talking about? Why are you so sensational, hmph, don't you know that my tears are lower?"

Song Qingzhu chuckled, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The only one who can think about her is Shen Xiyan. They are best friends since college. Every time they have troubles, they will chat with her and pour out their troubles. She will listen carefully and never Complaining will only comfort her silently.

She feels that she is so lucky, not only has a loving boyfriend, but also a best friend who treats her very well.

"I just think you are too kind to me." Song Qingzhu laughed and told her with concern, "Remember not to be too busy and pay attention to your body."

Shen Xiyan gave a mouthful of smiles, "Yes. Thank you, my baby Qingzhu."

The two chatted for a while, Song Qingzhu hung up the phone, she watched TV for a while, and suddenly a call came in from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Miss Song Qingzhu Song?"

"Well, yes, hello. What's the matter?"

Song Qingzhu looked at this strange number and didn't recognize the other party's voice, so she was a little puzzled, but after a while, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of the five resumes she had submitted.

This should be for her to go for an interview! ?

"We are Ren'ai Hospital here. After reading your resume, I feel that it is very suitable for our hospital. Now I invite you to come to Ren'ai Hospital for an interview at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning."

The other party spoke quickly, and Song Qingzhu replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingzhu happily threw away the phone, rolled around on the bed twice, her hair was messy, she arranged her clothes excitedly, and then started to prepare.

She is now waiting for tomorrow!

……

During this period of time, Rong Junchu was handling matters to go to the imperial capital, going back and forth between the company and home every day.He often works until the early hours of the morning, but when he thinks that he can speed up his return to the imperial capital and see Qingzhu, he is very motivated.

That night, just as Rong Junchu came out of the company, in the dark night, a woman rushed over and stood in front of him.

"Jun Chu! I'm going back to the imperial capital tomorrow."

Rong Junchu had already put on a black coat. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face, cold eyes, and black hair. The street lamps shone faintly on the faces of the two of them, illuminating the expressions on their faces. unpredictable.

"Get out of the way." Rong Junchu said coldly.

Wen Zhifei stared at him, his eyes were red, and there was a pitiful look on his face.

"Junchu, why did you treat me like this?" Wen Zhifei looked at him with sobs, his voice was crying, "I know what I did was wrong before, but I will change. Can you give me a chance? I absolutely Won't……"

Rong Junchu looked at her expressionlessly, and heard her tears streaming down her face, her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was sobbing softly, but in Rong Junchu's ears, it was very noisy.

He interrupted impatiently: "No need, don't pester me anymore, I already have a girlfriend." He frowned indistinctly, pushed her away, took two steps, he stopped, Staring at her with deep and dark eyes, he said slowly, "We have been growing up since we were young, and I have known you before you. You don't actually like me, you just like me who is majestic. If I am no longer so powerful, if I Just an ordinary person, I know, you will disappear just like five years ago."

Wen Zhifei clicked, she looked at Rong Junchu in disbelief, her mouth was slightly opened, her weeping eyes shone with crystal light, she bit her lip, lowered her head, feeling very unhappy.

Sad and sad.

I don't know why, when Rong Junchu said these words from Rong Junchu's mouth, the knots in her heart that had always been entangled in her heart were now like a ball of wool, intertwined indiscriminately, disturbing her mind.

"No, it won't." Wen Zhifei bit her lip and shook her head uncomfortably.

Rong Junchu looked at her firmly, and his words were merciless.

"I don't want to make my words too harsh, but I want to say, don't immerse yourself in your own world. I have no feelings for you. I just felt that I was hopeless when I got engaged five years ago. I followed the wishes of my family and You are engaged, I know, this is my fault. I should be thankful now, you divorced at that time, if the two of us got married, the final result might be divorce. Don’t believe it, think about it for yourself, what you really like Is it me?"

Wen Zhifei's face was pale, his head was lowered, his hands were hanging by his sides, clenched and then loosened.

In the end, she seemed to give up everything, raised her head again, narrowed Danfeng's eyes slightly, and said firmly to him: "I like you, since I was a child, my goal is to marry you, so don't question my liking! "

Rong Junchu looked at her indifferently, he twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were cold: "Then why did you resign? Since you said you like me, why did you resign?"

"Because I'm going to participate in the art exhibition!" Wen Zhifei took a deep breath and looked directly at him, "I've already said that because I was by your side, I felt very depressed and dark. Nightmare, that's why I went abroad to find a new state."

Rong Junchu laughed mockingly: "Is that really the case?"

Wen Zhifei nodded affirmatively, "Yes, that's right."

Rong Junchu smiled lightly, half-closed his pitch-black eyes, his expression was sullen, and his tone was thought-provoking: "Oh? Don't tell me you're not afraid of depression now?"

Wen Zhifei's expression froze, and he murmured: "Because I love you, I came back."

"Wen Zhifei, don't speak so grandly." Rong Junchu said deeply, "I've known you for so long, do you think I haven't seen through your little thoughts? I just don't want to say it, but it doesn't mean I don't Know."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhifei's face was completely pale, and she suddenly remembered those things in her student days, her heart tightened, her eyes suddenly became tense, "You, you know everything? So, so..."

Rong Junchu interrupted her with a calm face and open eyes.

"In the third year of junior high school, you threw my love letter into the trash can. In the next semester, there was a girl in the next class who liked me, so you beat her up. The girls around you are not allowed to get too close to me."