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

Without even thinking about it, Song Shiyu reached out and took a cup and threw it over, "Get lost! Don't even think about it in the future!"

Unexpectedly, her first time was taken over by such a stupid pig, Song Shiyu trembled with anger.

But now is not the time to care about these things, so I can only hold back the breath, looked at Wu Yipeng and said bitterly, "You go out first at night, and today's incident has never happened!"

Wu Yipeng snorted coldly, took his coat and turned around to leave. Behind him, the hatred in Song Shiyu's eyes almost overflowed.

Song Shiyu waited until late at night before driving back to Song's house.

Unexpectedly, in the Song family villa, the light in the living room was still on, and Zhang Wenxin was sitting on the sofa with a sad face.

"Mom, why aren't you asleep yet?" Song Shiyu pretended to be nonchalant.

Seeing her daughter coming back, Zhang Wenxin immediately got up to greet her, and asked, "Where have you been all day?"

Hearing this, Song Shiyu's eyes flashed, and she said with a dry smile, "Where can I go! My agent signed a contract for a new movie for me, so I went to the company."

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her chest with lingering fear, "I suddenly received a photo of you and Wu Yipeng together today, and I said that this is impossible at all, and someone must have posted it , wanting to ruin your reputation."

"Mom, what did you say?!" Song Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, her voice raised a few tones, "What photo did you just say?"

Song Shiyu's reaction was a bit intense, and Zhang Wenxin looked at her suspiciously, "I said someone sent a photo of you and Wu Yipeng together to my mailbox today, the place seems to be a Grace restaurant, our Shiyu is such a clean girl, How could it be possible to fall in love with an idiot like Wu Yipeng!"

The hatred that flashed in Song Shiyu's eyes quickly returned to calm, and she said with a smile, "How is it possible, only Song Qingzhu is a perfect match for Wu Yipeng's idiot!"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Wenxin finally felt relieved. Although she didn't believe it, she still couldn't help worrying that if that was the case, her daughter's future would be ruined.

"Let's go, you still smell bad when you come back so late, go upstairs and take a shower first."

"Oh, good."

Song Shiyu turned around, Zhang Wenxin accidentally caught a glimpse of the bruises on her neck, her expression changed suddenly, and she pulled Song Shiyu back.

"Shiyu, what's going on with you?" Zhang Wenxin pointed to the mark on the back of Song Shiyu's neck and asked sharply. She is not a little girl, so how could she not know what it is.

Song Shiyu didn't know how to answer for a moment, he hesitated and said, "I recently...became a boyfriend."

Hearing this, Zhang Wenxin snorted coldly, shook off her hand, and said sharply, "You're not going to tell me the truth now that you're like this?"

Song Shiyu's heart trembled for a moment, the expression on his face couldn't hold back anymore, tears rolled in his eyes.

"Mom, those photos you received are all real. I was framed."

Seeing her admit it, Zhang Wenxin was startled at first, and reprimanded, "How could you be so stupid? How did it happen? Why are you with Wu Yipeng?"

"I didn't expect that person to be Wu Yipeng. I just wanted to drug Rong Junchu. I really don't know why it became me in the end."

"What? You want to drug Rong Junchu?!" Zhang Wenxin screamed angrily, "How could you be so stupid as to want to drug Rong Junchu? Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

"I have been insulted by Song Qingzhu so many times, and now even my career has been affected. Mom, do you know how many contracts I have lost recently? If this continues, I will have to quit the circle, but if I can follow Rong Junchu, That would be different, and I might go one step further.”

Thinking about it, Song Shiyu's eyes burst out with strong hatred. All of this was because of Song Qingzhu. If it wasn't for her, she would never have thought of drugging Rong Jiuye, let alone be reduced to this point.

Zhang Wenxin tapped Song Shiyu's forehead, her face turned blue with anger: "You, you! Let me tell you what's good about you. No, I can't let others know about this. I'll find a way to make Wu Yipeng shut up."

"Mom, those photos~" Song Shiyu was worried that the photos would spread.

"Don't worry, no one will know about it for the time being. If I'm not wrong about these photos, they should be sent by Rong Junchu. He just wanted to warn you."

Zhang Wenxin paused, her tone a little helpless, "During this period of time, you should stay at home obediently. If your father finds out about this, neither of us will have any good fruit to eat, do you understand?"

"Understood." Song Shiyu lowered her head and sobbed, her lips had already been bitten with blood.

"Song Qingzhu, Mom, it's all Song Qingzhu's fault. Since she came back, we haven't had a single satisfactory thing. Mom, you must avenge me."

Zhang Wenxin stroked Song Shiyu's hair, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I will find a way to do this."

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Song Qingzhu slept until the afternoon. After eating, he realized that the phone was out of battery and turned off. When it was recharged, the SMS notification sound kept ringing, all of which were Rong Jingchen's missed call reminders.

Song Qingzhu hesitated for a while, then dialed.

"Yangyang, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Qingqing, you finally returned to me, I thought you didn't want to see me anymore... woo woo~"

Rong Jingchen's crying came from the phone, Song Qingzhu sighed, and comforted, "How is it possible, I will take you out to play again after you get better after a while."

"Then when will you come back, I miss you so much."

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu paused for a moment, then refused, "It's fine for me to live here now, and I don't plan to go back. If you want, you can come and play with me."

"Why don't you come back, Xiao Qingqing, don't you want me?"

Song Qingzhu said patiently, "I moved in to avoid trouble. The Song family knew that your uncle was behind me, so they wouldn't bother me again, so it doesn't matter if I live in your uncle's house or not."

"Then if the Song family troubles you again, will you come back?" Rong Jingchen asked with big watery eyes on the phone.

Song Qingzhu thought for a while, and with Rong Junchu's agreement, Song Yaoguang should not bother her again in a short time, and agreed, "Okay, if the Song family troubles me again, I will go back."

"Okay!" Rong Jingchen was about to jump up happily, but felt that something was wrong, and then said pitifully, "Xiao Qingqing, when can you come back to see me? You haven't treated my uncle for several days. legs."

Rong Jingchen's words reminded Song Qingzhu that since she came out that day, she hadn't given him needles for several days, she paused and said, "When will your uncle have time, I can go back to the house during the lunch break Heal his leg."

"Uncle...Uncle is always on call and has time anytime."