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

Jiang Jing looked confused, "But you obviously like him very much, why did you suddenly change?"

Song Qingzhu quickly interrupted him, "Emotions can change easily, and I'm the kind of person who changes easily. Well, don't talk about him anymore, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

"So fast?!"

Jiang Jingzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, with a dazed expression on his face.

And at this moment, when he stood up, he noticed someone behind him. When he saw it, there was indeed someone, it was Rong Junchu. He didn't have any expression on his face, but a trace of sullen and pitiful, contradictory existence flashed in his eyes.

Song Qingzhu raised his head and just glanced at him lightly, then packed his things and walked past him.

Being grabbed by the arm by Rong Junchu, Song Qingzhu looked down at the hands they were holding. She broke his hand away bit by bit, and then left without looking back.

Rong Junchu stared blankly at his broken hand, then angrily came to the office and smashed everything that could be smashed.

Finally, as if thinking of something, Rong Junchu squatted on the ground in pain, pulling his hair with both hands, and raving sadly.

"Why...why did she do this..."

Jiang Jingzhi couldn't bear to look at him, and then comforted: "I don't think my sister is that kind of scumbag. She should be angry with you and deliberately set her anger on you. Alas, it's absolutely impossible."

Rong Junchu didn't speak, but closed his eyes, all he could think about was her.

Song Qingzhu walked fast, she was afraid that she could not help but stop and go back to give him a hug, but she couldn't, she could only run forward recklessly, running fast, not letting herself stop to think about his expression just now.

She walked on the street panting, snowflakes were everywhere, all the buildings were covered with snowflakes, the snowflakes were crystal clear, and soon turned into a puddle of water.

A car followed her unhurriedly, and the man in the car propped his chin with one hand, watching her sobbing as she walked, watching her shivering in the cold wind in a thin coat.

He told the driver to stop, and he got out of the car.

Song Qingzhu crossed his arms and came out in a hurry without a coat.

As a result, she was only wearing a thin sweater, and she had to go home quickly to change.

Suddenly, a coat was draped over her body, and Song Qingzhu subconsciously turned her head to look over, and at a glance, she saw Rong Junrui who was five points similar to Rong Junchu.

Their faces are the same except for their eyes.

Rong Junrui's eyes are slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, and there is a mole beside the corner of the eye, and there is always an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth, but there is no warmth in his eyes, and he looks like a tiger with a smile on his face.

On the other hand, Rong Junchu has a paralyzed face, his eyes are like obsidian, his facial features are correct, his nose bridge is high and superior, he looks good when he smiles, he feels like a spring breeze, giving people a very real feeling, unlike Rong Junrui, Very fake.

Song Qingzhu's expression was startled, and he returned to his senses.

"why you?"

Song Qingzhu looked at him vigilantly, and wanted to return the coat to him, but was pressed by his hands, Rong Junrui saw the tears in the corner of her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with Junchu?"

"I quarreled with him, are you the happiest?"

Song Qingzhu sneered.

Hearing this, Rong Junrui was surprised to hear her say this, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if watching a good show.

"Naturally, this way I will have the opportunity to sneak in."

He shrugged, his eyes flickered, and he took her into his arms without hesitation. Seeing that she was not struggling, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that they had really quarreled.

This way his chances are greater.

"Yes, we quarreled." Song Qingzhu replied dully, put his hands around his waist, closed his eyes, and looked lonely, "We can't go back this time."

When Rong Junrui heard this, he became interested.

"Oh why?"

"I can't stand him anymore." Song Qingzhu said emotionally: "He is too possessive, I can't bear it anymore, I have been with him for so long, I feel like I have become a pervert."

Rong Junrui looked down at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her in a low voice: "Jun Chu's temperament is indeed very gloomy. You are very lucky to get out in time. From now on, there will be me. Although Jun Chu and I are brothers, our personalities are completely different." It's different, I won't care about you, I will give you enough love, of course, there will be no possessiveness."

Song Qingzhu raised his head from his arms and looked at him with bright eyes.

"really?"

"Yes." Rong Junrui pampered her head and said in a low voice: "I will give you whatever you want, as long as you are with me, you are my princess and everything to me."

Song Qingzhu curled his mouth, showing disbelief.

"I don't believe it. There must be many women around you."

"I will disown them."

Song Qingzhu hesitated, but was moved.

Rong Junrui said in a low voice: "If you don't believe me, then we can agree on a time limit, three months, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Song Qingzhu broke free from his arms calmly, seemingly thinking about it, but actually guessing whether he had any doubts.

Because she always felt that if she agreed, it would not be like the style of stern rejection before, what if it aroused his suspicion?But if I don't agree, then I won't be able to get close to him, and I won't be able to find evidence, so this breakup drama will be useless.

"Let me think about it." Song Qingzhu gave an ambiguous sentence. She put on his coat and walked in front. She seemed to be struggling, but in fact she was testing whether he had any doubts.

Sure enough, within two steps, Rong Junrui blocked her way.

"Where are you going, I'll see you off." Rong Junrui said softly, but there was no doubt about it, "Give me a chance, and I will do better than Junchu."

Song Qingzhu paused, frowned, and when he was about to speak, Rong Junrui said suddenly, "Don't reject me, you don't worry about your body, I worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Rong Junrui picked her up by the waist, Song Qingzhu was startled, subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, and asked him to put him down awkwardly.

Rong Junrui didn't listen, came to the car, opened the door, carefully hugged her in, and then sat in by himself. After closing the door, he looked at Song Qingzhu's small face, saw her pale face, and felt in his heart An inexplicable sadness is spreading.

When the car left, Rong Junchu, who was hiding in the dark, stood up. He chased after him and saw his girl with someone else.

The moment the two of them hugged each other, Rong Junchu really wanted to rush out and ask him why he was close to her, but he woke up the next second, what capacity would he use to question her?
He has nothing to do with her now.