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

Every time he sees Yang Yang, Rong Junchu will always think of his elder brother, so no matter what, he will raise Yang Yang to an adult. This is his responsibility and his obligation!

Rong Jingchen untied the knot in his heart, and he smiled brightly.

"Uncle, then I'll go back to my room first."

Rong Jingchen squinted his eyes with a high-spirited smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up in joy.

He waved to Rong Junchu, and left happily.

Looking at his back, Rong Junchu smiled silently, children are like this, as long as you talk about anything, and explain it clearly, he will let it go, that's great.

The day Rong Junchu was in Linchuan, Song Qingzhu missed the day in the imperial capital, because the day when Rong Junchu came suddenly last time was the time for her interview, so she missed the interview and failed to get hired.

It makes her very sorry.

Jiang Jingzhi, who learned about this, immediately began to lobby her to come to his hospital, and Barabara said a lot, just to let her enter his hospital.Song Qingzhu was annoyed by the nagging, so he simply agreed, since he was idle at home anyway.

Jiang Jingzhi said to her: "Go there and supervise those people for me. If someone is not working hard or active, you tell me and I will clean them up."

When Song Qingzhu heard this, he felt a little strange. Isn't this the one who made a small report?

"You have a lot of face."

Jiang Jingzhi lifted his chin proudly, "That's for sure." Finally, he asked nervously, "Then do you want to go?"

"For the sake of your sincerity, I will reluctantly go."

Song Qingzhu hummed, equally arrogant.

Jiang Jingzhi pursed his lips and smiled lightly, stroking her head, like ordinary brothers and sisters, they have a harmonious relationship.

Song Qingzhu was stunned by his sudden touch, and felt like an electric shock all over his body, which he had never experienced before.

She stared blankly at Jiang Jingzhi, her expression was three points confused and seven points comfortable.

"What? Stupid?"

Jiang Jingzhi withdrew his hand, a little nervous, but at the same time pretended to be calm and asked.

I was complaining in my heart that I was so rude, why didn't I wait any longer, Qingzhu wouldn't feel uncomfortable now.

Jiang Jingzhi's throat rolled, and he looked at her nervously.

Song Qingzhu blinked, and then put her eyes on Jiang Jingzhi's face, the warmth from her head was taken away, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

"Touch my head again."

"what?"

Jiang Jingzhi's eyes were wide open, some didn't hear clearly, and he picked out his ears with an expression of disbelief.

Song Qingzhu repeated it, and Jiang Jingzhi confirmed that she was right, swallowed his saliva, touched her forehead, then touched his own forehead, and muttered, "I don't have a fever."

Song Qingzhu slapped his hand off his forehead and gave him a blank look.

"I don't have a fever, I'm serious." Song Qingzhu replied solemnly, "Since you don't want to touch it, then forget it."

As a result, Jiang Jingzhi just missed the benefit of touching his head.

……

Albert called Song Qingzhu several times, but Song Qingzhu didn't answer, and he was very disturbed.

Remembering what happened to Wen Zhifei last time, he directly called Wen Zhifei.

Wen Zhifei is "falling" in the room at the moment, wearing pajamas, eating French fries, sitting on the carpet, swiping his phone, looking for things about Rong Junchu.

It's just that Rong Junrui has been floating in her mind these days.

Wen Zhifei tried her best to throw him away and keep herself calm.

At this time, Albert's call came. She thought for a while and chose to refuse.

Because she doesn't want to cooperate with Albert anymore, he is in Linchuan, and she is in the imperial capital, the distance between the two is very far, and after so long, he has not helped himself to enter the Rong's house, and he and the Rong's house have no relationship. Any intersection, hearing that he can help him enter Rong's house, is really a fantasy.

Rong Junrui is more reliable, at least Rong Junrui is the real Rong family.

Wen Zhifei rejected Albert's call, and then sent him a text message to terminate the cooperation.

There has been no reply for a long time, but it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, this chess piece will also be discarded.

Wen Zhifei thought for a while, watching those news, she felt itchy in her heart, always felt that there was something missing.

Finally, her finger landed on Rong Junrui's phone number.

This is the phone number she asked for Rong Junyao specially, and she doesn't know why she asked for this phone number.She probably lost her mind, and if she took it or didn't hit it, it would be a waste.

Wen Zhifei stayed in the room for a long time, and the number also stayed on the screen for a long time.

In the end, after Wen Zhifei hesitated for an hour, she leaned over and tapped the phone number lightly.

The phone is being dialed.

Didi Didi's waiting sound was like a countdown, delaying her heart little by little.

Wen Zhifei took a deep breath, clenched his fists, stood up and sat down from time to time, picked up the phone and put it down again, his excited heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Hey?"

A slightly teasing and magnetic voice came, the voice from the microphone was smoky, almost intoxicating.

Wen Zhifei's head was empty for five seconds, and the words he wanted to say were wiped out at this moment.

She stuttered.

"Uh, I, I, I..."

"Zhifei?" Rong Junrui called the name in a low voice, tactfully and poetically.

This is the first time that Wen Zhifei likes his own name so much.

It's just too good to hear.

But only when he pronounced the name.

"Well, it's me,"

Wen Zhifei caressed his beating heart, and replied pretending to be calm, his eyes stared straight ahead, his body was motionless, only his brain was spinning wildly.

"What's up?"

"That, that," Wen Zhifei bit her lip, her heart froze when she heard his distant words, and she felt tense for a moment, then she took a deep breath to calm herself down, "Didn't you say last time that you could help me?" Shall I come to Rong's house?"

There was silence for a while.

Rong Junrui's cold voice came, "Are you sure you want to enter Rong's house? Have you thought it through?"

"Yeah! I've figured it out. I like Junchu, so I must marry him."

"It comes at a price."

"No matter what the price is, I don't regret it." Wen Zhifei replied immediately.

Rong Junrui seemed to be smiling, his voice was like a mellow cello, hovering leisurely in his heart, his voice had a unique charm that could make people intoxicated.

Make people want to stop.

"I will help you."

"it is good."

"It's okay, I'll hang up."

Wen Zhifei stared blankly, and asked urgently, "Wait, how can you help me?"

"I'll help you get Rong Junchu's girlfriend." Rong Junrui stroked his chin with a half-smile, and narrowed his eyes, "You can handle the rest yourself."

"Rong Junchu's girlfriend...isn't that Song Qingzhu..."

Wen Zhifei didn't expect that, he turned around and came to Song Qingzhu again.