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

"How long?" Wen Zhifei asked warily.

Rong Junrui smiled softly, looking at her like a little lion with fried hair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said casually: "Song Qingzhu and I are just playing for fun, don't think too much about it. Don't worry, my last wife can only be you."

Wen Zhifei heard the words, the excitement made her look happy, she clenched her fists, her eyes glowed: "Really? Fourth Master, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

Rong Junrui shrugged, and said calmly: "As for lying to you? After all, we are grasshoppers on the same rope, aren't we?"

Wen Zhifei nodded abruptly, she was very happy to hear this sentence, with longing and a bright smile on her face.

"Zhifei, go back, I'll go to Wen's family to marry you after I finish dealing with the matter at hand."

Rong Junrui calmed down gently.

He looked at her with Danfeng eyes lightly, although there was a smile in his eyes, but he didn't have any emotion.

Wen Zhifei didn't notice his abnormality, she had already thought about the happy time after marriage, she felt that if she married Rong Junrui, she would learn to cook every day and protect his stomach.Wen Zhifei blushed when he thought of the things he wanted to do.

Suddenly she thought of something, raised her head and stared at him with beautiful eyes, with a slightly nervous tone: "Fourth Master, you are not allowed to lie to me!"

"Will not."

Rong Junrui responded with a smile.

Wen Zhifei bit her lip, hearing this, she felt sweet in her heart, and the atmosphere between the two of them froze for a while.

At this time, Rong Junrui's phone rang.

He smiled and picked up the phone, he didn't pay much attention to what was said on the phone, because Wen Zhifei was watching him all the time, as if his eyes were going to penetrate his phone to eavesdrop.

"Okay, you can go."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Junrui said, "Zhifei, since there's nothing else to do, I'll go first."

Wen Zhifei immediately grabbed his sleeve nervously, "Did Song Qingzhu call you?"

Now she has thought of Song Qingzhu's act of being coquettish and cute to him, which made her jealous, biting her lips and asking pitifully.

Rong Junrui frowned slightly, and looked down at her hands pulling her sleeves, feeling disgust and disgust spread in his heart, wishing to shake her off.But when she thought of what she knew, she tried her best to calm down the anger in her heart and calm down, with a calm expression on her face.

"No. The staff of the company called me. The company has something to do."

"Impossible! You must be going to see Song Qingzhu now!"

Wen Zhifei cheated.

Rong Junrui held back his emotions, his face was slightly cold, he withdrew his hand, and said coldly: "Wen Zhifei, don't take yourself too seriously."

Wen Zhifei was told, she was a little scared and in a daze, and seeing the sullen look on his face, she also felt that she was too abnormal.

She held her mouth aggrieved, "I didn't mean it, I was just afraid that you would really be sincere to Song Qingzhu."

"Don't worry, I won't." Rong Junrui repeated.

Rong Junrui stood up, touched her head, bent down and bewitched her: "Relax at home, and wait for me to contact you."

Wen Zhifei stared at him blankly, it was these eyes that made her fall into it deeply, her mind was full of the first meeting with him, it was such an idol plot.

Rong Junrui left quickly, and Wen Zhifei stared blankly at his leaving back, until his back disappeared, then she sighed faintly, her eyes were dark and her expression was ruthless.

She sat in the coffee shop for a while, and suddenly a person appeared in front of her.

The man looked at her carefully in surprise, then pointed at her, and shouted: "Aren't you just Wen Zhifei? That tailor?"

Wen Zhifei's heart trembled, he quickly put on sunglasses and a hat, and retorted in a low voice: "I'm not, you've got the wrong person!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhifei hurriedly stood up and quickly walked past him towards the gate.

A group of people behind were chattering and discussing, Wen Zhifei panicked and fled in embarrassment. When she came to the main road, she frantically stopped the car on the side of the road.

She quickly stopped the car, got in and yelled at the driver: "Drive faster! Drive faster!"

She saw a group of people coming out of the coffee shop from the car window, and she shivered in fear.

The driver stepped on the accelerator with a dazed expression and drove away.

Wen Zhifei returned home and locked herself in the room.

Seeing her daughter coming back in a hurry, Wen's mother knocked on the door and asked, "Zhifei? What are you doing? Open the door quickly and let Mom see you."

During this time, Zhifei's mood was very unstable.

Since the plagiarism incident, there has been a lot of abuse on the Internet, and what's more, they bought some bad things and sent them home, making everyone very bored.So Mr. Wen and Father Wen have been scolding her, directly scolding her to the point of being autistic.

Wen's mother was very worried about her, but she didn't dare to disobey her father and husband. After all, this matter was Zhifei's fault. She never thought that her works were basically plagiarized, which made Wen's mother angry with her. Distressed.

But she can't ignore it, because she is her own daughter.

There was a faint sound of whimpering and crying from inside.

Mother Wen began to knock on the door anxiously, "Zhifei, Zhifei, open the door!"

"Don't scare me, Zhifei, open the door quickly."

Mother Wen walked anxiously to her room, took out the spare key and prepared to open the door.

As soon as it was plugged in, the door was opened.

Wen Zhifei appeared in her sight with disheveled hair.

"what's up?"

Wen Zhifei's hair was disheveled, she couldn't see her eyes clearly, her head was lowered, her voice was low and hoarse.

Mother Wen was startled, and immediately lifted her hair. Seeing the wound on her face, she tightened her expression, and then rolled up her sleeves. When she saw the bruises on it, Mother Wen's heart stopped, and she felt sad. Howling, "Zhifei, what are you doing? Are you harming yourself?"

After finishing speaking, Mother Wen stroked the wound distressedly and tremblingly, afraid of touching the wound.

Wen Zhifei withdrew his hand from her with a blank face, frowned lightly, and asked back as usual: "Is there something wrong?"

Mother Wen touched her tears, took a deep breath, and said, "Zhifei, go downstairs and eat, let's eat."

"Don't eat, I'm not hungry." Wen Zhifei replied.

Mother Wen held her hand, "Then watch TV with Mom, don't be alone in the room."

Wen Zhifei replied reluctantly, "I don't want to watch TV."

Mother Wen looked at her worriedly, "Zhifei, do you have something to bury in your heart? Don't hold back what you have in your heart, tell mom, if mom helps you, mom will definitely help you."

Wen Zhifei was about to lose her temper, but in the next second, she thought of something, smiled, and said to her: "Really? Anything I want, can you help me do it?"