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

Song Qingzhu rolled his eyes: "Why do people help me?" With that iceberg face, he might throw her out just as soon as she brought it up.

"Five years ago, Rong Junchu and his brother had a car accident. His brother died on the spot, and he lost his legs. As long as you can heal his legs, he will definitely not refuse."

Song Qingzhu was slightly stunned, did such a handsome man have disabled legs?
"Honey, are you listening?"

Song Qingzhu came back to his senses: "It's true that I'm a doctor, but I'm not a god. You also said that his leg has been injured for five years. As he is, he must have seen many famous doctors. They can't help me. How can there be a way to heal his leg?"

Song Qingzhu felt that Shen Xiyan was thinking too simply.

"Baby, don't you forget who your master is? These years, the Rong family has been looking for your master's whereabouts."

Song Qingzhu hesitated: "My master is no longer good at medicine. And I don't need his help. I will leave Linchuan City when I get the certificate."

She still doesn't believe that the Wu family can go abroad to arrest her.

"But can you leave Linchuan City, leave country C, and leave the earth? As long as you are still alive, your relationship with the Song family will not be cut off, and the Song family can sell you once for profit, so naturally they can sell you." It’s the second time for you, this time it’s the Wu family, what if it’s someone you can’t solve next time, what will you do then?”

Song Qingzhu frowned, this is indeed a big trouble, no matter what, Song Yaoguang is her biological father, according to his temperament, what Shen Xiyan said is entirely possible to come true.

She bit her lip, looking distressed.

Shen Xiyan continued to instigate: "So, baby, you listen to me, go to Rong Junchu, you have already obtained your master's true biography, I believe you must have a way, and with his support, you don't need to guard against Song Junchu The Song family plotted against you, and the Song family even wanted to curry favor with you."

I have to say that what Shen Xiyan said later moved her heart. Blindly defending is really not the way to go. She can avoid it this time, but she may not be able to avoid it next time.

Or, try?
"But I don't have his contact information."

Shen Xiyan smiled happily: "Leave it to me."

After making up his mind, Song Qingzhu heaved a sigh of relief, "I remember you have an apartment in Linchuan City that is still vacant, lend me a few days."

"no problem."

Shen Xiyan quickly sent Rong Junchu's contact information.

Song Qingzhu looked at the eleven-digit number, hesitated for a long time, and then dialed it.It rang for a long time before someone answered at the other end.

"Mr. Rong, I'm Song Qingzhu, and I want to negotiate a deal with you..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingzhu let out a long sigh of relief, only to realize that there was a thin layer of sweat on her back. She pulled the corners of her mouth. Sure enough, her thighs were not so easy to hug, and she didn't know whether she was doing it right or wrong.

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Song family.

Looking at Song Qingzhu who came back, Song Shiyu was taken aback: "How did you come back?"

Song Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Sure enough, you informed the Wu family."

Song Shiyu sneered: "So what if it's me, you offended the Wu family, and of course you are responsible for the consequences. Could it be that our family is here to wipe your ass?"

"But it's a pity. Even if the Wu family arrested me, they still let me go obediently. Song Shiyu, aren't you very disappointed?"

Song Shiyu's face turned blue, and she secretly called Wu Yipeng a waste, but said: "So what? Wu Yipeng hasn't withdrawn the lawsuit yet."

Song Qingzhu shrugged: "I don't need to bother you. If you have such leisure, why don't you think about how you should live after the Song family goes bankrupt."

One sentence successfully turned Song Shiyu into a black face with anger.

Song Qingzhu passed Song Shiyu, and Shi Shiran returned to his room.She had to find a way to get the documents back first.

She searched around Song Yaoguang's room, but couldn't find any ID. She wanted to wait for Song Yaoguang to come back, but Song Yaoguang didn't come home that night, not only him, but even Song Shiyu disappeared.

Song Yaoguang didn't come back until dawn the next day.

As soon as Song Yaoguang came home, he learned about Song Qingzhu's return, and his face immediately turned a little ugly.

Song Qingzhu was called down, met Song Yaoguang's black face, and pursed his lips.

"You still have the guts to come back?" Song Yaoguang shouted angrily.

"This is my home, why don't I dare to come back?" Song Qingzhu asked back.

Song Yaoguang snorted coldly, "Since you're back, go to the hospital to apologize to me. Wu Yipeng is already awake. As long as you apologize well, I can make the Wu family not hold you accountable."

Song Qingzhu thought it was funny, yesterday Wu Yipeng went all over the mall to arrest her, now he started to pretend to be sick again?

"Don't go."

Song Qingzhu offended the Wu family, and Song Yaoguang had no choice but to ask other people for help for the sake of the Song family, but he was frustrated, so he had to ask the Wu family again.

Song Yaoguang had a hard time at Wu's house, and seeing that Song Qingzhu was still so stubborn, he suddenly became angry, picked up the ashtray on the table, and was about to throw it at Song Qingzhu.

At this moment, the butler hurried in, glanced worriedly in Song Qingzhu's direction, and whispered something in Song Yaoguang's ear, only to see Song Yaoguang's complexion changed drastically, and he glanced at Song Qingzhu, the light in his eyes fluctuating.

The housekeeper's voice was very low, and Song Qingzhu could only vaguely hear the words "Mr. Rong, Second Miss". Her eyes flickered, and she had a vague guess in her heart.

"Invite people in quickly, no, I will invite them in person."

"Mr. Rong said to ask Second Miss to go out." The housekeeper whispered.

Song Yaoguang's face darkened, "Understood. You, come out with me." The second half of the sentence was addressed to Song Qingzhu.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you hear me?" While walking, Song Yaoguang still did not forget to warn.

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips and followed behind Song Yaoguang.

A familiar Bentley was parked at the entrance of the villa. Rong Junchu was sitting in a wheelchair and was on the phone. When he saw them coming out, he said something to the phone and hung up.

Song Qingzhu didn't expect him to come so early, his eyes drooped slightly and landed on the wheelchair under him, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry for coming here uninvited." Rong Junchu said lightly, politely and distantly, and glanced at Song Qingzhu indistinctly from the corner of his eye.

Song Yaoguang smiled obsequiously: "Where is it, Mr. Rong is here, it is our honor, please come in."

"No, I'm here to see Miss Song. Miss Song, we meet again." Rong Junchu looked at Song Qingzhu, although his tone was still calm, it was completely different from the alienation towards Song Yaoguang.

Song Yaoguang was surprised: "Mr. Rong knows my daughter?"

"I met Ms. Song a few years ago. At that time, Ms. Song helped me a lot, and I never had the chance to say thank you to her."

Song Yaoguang didn't expect Song Qingzhu to have an intersection with Rong Junchu, and it seems that the friendship is not shallow.

He rolled his eyes: "It's Qingzhu's honor to be able to help Mr. Rong. I don't know what kind of help Qingzhu has done for Mr. Rong?"

He thought he was covering it up well, but in fact the calculations in his eyes were clearly visible.