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

Song Qingzhu curled his lips slightly, not wanting to see Song Yaoguang's obsequiousness, it was embarrassing.

Rong Junchu looked indifferent and said nothing.

Song Yaoguang didn't get a response, and he wasn't angry, so he asked again: "I don't know why Mr. Rong is here today?"

"Please treat Miss Song to a meal, thank you for your help. Mr. Song, is it convenient?"

Song Yaoguang thought of Wu Yipeng who was still in the hospital, his face was full of hesitation.Song Qingzhu hasn't apologized yet. If the Wu family doesn't inject capital into the company, the company won't be able to survive.

"Why, is it inconvenient?" Rong Junchu's tone was slightly cold.

Song Yaoguang was surprised: "No, no, it's convenient, very convenient."

Turning to Song Qingzhu, he said, "Qingzhu, since Mr. Rong has kindly invited you, then you can go, remember, come back early." His tone was kind, but his eyes were full of warnings.

Song Qingzhu didn't even look at him, but said to Rong Junchu: "Shall we go now?"

Rong Jun nodded at the beginning.

Song Qingzhu watched the car leave the community, and then said: "Mr. Rong, thank you for helping me just now."

"My person is already here, so tell me, what's the deal?" Rong Junchu's attitude was indifferent, and his eyes were fixed on her, with the meaning of "if you dare to say anything, I'll make you look good".

Song Qingzhu moved to the side unobtrusively, staying away from him, facing this man at close range, the pressure was really too great.

"You support me and help me solve the troubles of the Song family and the Wu family, and I will help you heal your leg."

Needle drop could be heard in the carriage.

Rong Junchu had no expression on his face, and his eyes were sharp: "Do you know what will happen if you lie to me?"

Song Qingzhu's heart tightened slightly, and he felt that he was even more terrifying, but he didn't show timidity on his face: "Of course I can't make fun of this kind of thing."

She stretched out her hand to press his leg, and rolled up her trousers to check. Rong Junchu's forehead twitched. He tried his best to endure it, but he didn't stop him, allowing her to move.

After the examination, Song Qingzhu had an idea in his mind, and said, "I'm [-]% sure, but I have to go to the hospital to go through the instrument inspection to be sure."

Rong Junchu pursed his lips: "I know that you are studying medicine abroad, or that you are the favorite student of Professor Eywald, but even your teacher can't help me with my injury."

Song Qingzhu was not surprised that he knew this, after all, this was "Master Rong Jiu", one night was enough to investigate her.

"My teacher can't do anything, but it doesn't mean I can't do it. Western medicine is really hard to heal your legs, but Chinese medicine can."

"Do you know Chinese medicine?" Lin You asked.

"Just a little bit."

Lin You, who was in charge of driving, couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and said, "Miss Song, even the best doctor can't take care of my ninth master's injury. If you only know the superficial, I'm afraid it won't work."

Song Qingzhu gave him a blank look: "Do you understand modesty? If I say that I am proficient in medical skills, shouldn't you say that I am bragging?"

Lin You was stunned speechless by her.

"Why should I trust you?" Rong Junchu stared at her, frowning slightly.

"Just because my master is Pei Zhen."

The light in Rong Junchu's eyes changed slightly, and he tapped his thigh lightly with his fingers.

"How about it, do you want to make this deal?" She looked at him with burning eyes.

Rong Junchu stared at her for a long time, then said slowly, "Deal."

Song Qingzhu smiled with crooked eyebrows and stretched out his hand: "Have a nice cooperation, Master Jiu."

Rong Junchu lowered his eyes and glanced at it, but didn't move.

Song Qingzhu wasn't embarrassed either, he withdrew his hand and was in a good mood.

Song family.

"What, Song Qingzhu was picked up by Rong Junchu?" Song Shiyu couldn't believe it, she just didn't come back all night, how could she get such a thunderbolt when she came back?
If he had known that Rong Junchu would come, he would not have gone out even if he killed her.

"How did Rong Junchu and Song Qingzhu get on the line? Isn't that bitch always abroad?" Song Shiyu looked ferocious, and she was going crazy with jealousy.

Who is Rong Junchu?That is the heir of the Rong family in the imperial capital.As for the Rong family, a big family that has been passed down for a hundred years, the real rich and noble, even a hundred Song families can't compare.

Rong Junchu is disabled, but with the Rong family behind him and his peerless face, there are a lot of girls who are willing to marry him. What kind of shit luck did Song Qingzhu have to be able to marry Rong Jun? New to the line?
How could the housekeeper know these questions, he also murmured.

"Where's that bitch, when will he be back?" Song Shiyu asked.

The housekeeper shook his head: "I don't know, Erxiao... Song Qingzhu didn't say anything."

"Trash, I don't even know this."

The butler felt bitter, but he didn't dare to show it, even though the eldest lady looked gentle and pleasant outside, but the servants at home knew it.She has a very bad temper, and if she is not careful, she will be furious and will be beaten and scolded at every turn.

Song Qingzhu didn't come back until after lunch time.

Song Shiyu rushed out, but only saw the rear of a car, and she immediately turned cold: "Song Qingzhu, stop for me."

Song Qingzhu paused slightly and looked at her lightly.

"Where's Rong Junchu?"

"gone."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Song Shiyu ran up to Song Qingzhu in two or three steps, and almost poked her face with her finger.

Song Qingzhu took a step back and waved her hand away: "What did I do on purpose?"

Song Shiyu was unprepared, staggered two steps, and suddenly became furious: "You bitch, how dare you do anything to me!"

As he said that, he was about to pounce on her and beat her, just like when he was a child.

Song Qingzhu grabbed her wrist as soon as he raised his hand, twisted it fiercely, and Song Shiyu let out a scream: "Ah, it hurts."

Song Qingzhu said with a cold face, "Shut up."

Song Shiyu naturally wouldn't shut up: "Song Qingzhu, how dare you hit me, believe it or not, I'll tell Dad, let Dad beat you to death."

"Okay, just go and see if he will beat me to death." Song Qingzhu took time off.

"Song Qingzhu!"

The high-decibel voice made Song Qingzhu very uncomfortable. She exerted force on her hands, and Song Shiyu screamed in pain again.

Song Qingzhu warned: "Call again, do you believe that I will break your hand?"

Song Shiyu's face turned pale with pain: "How dare you!"

"Look if I dare. Song Shiyu, do you think I'm still the same Song Qingzhu who beat and scolded me back then?"

The cold tone made Song Shiyu's heart chill, and she didn't dare to continue to shout, but she was unwilling to beg for mercy, so she said to the housekeeper: "You are dead, don't pull her away."

The butler looked at Song Qingzhu pleadingly: "Second Miss."

Song Qingzhu stared fixedly at the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper also watched her grow up. When she was a child, the mother and daughter of the Song family bullied and beat her, and her father ignored her. She often wore wounds all over her body. , hungry meal full meal.

Only the old butler would bring her food when she was hungry, and apply medicine to her when she was hurt.

It can be said that the only warmth she felt in the Song family was given to him by the old housekeeper.

She let go of Song Shiyu, and said: "Remember, don't mess with me, and if you dare to mess with me again, it won't be your hand that will be broken."

Song Shiyu was free, but she didn't dare to provoke her anymore, staring at her back with hatred, gnashing her teeth: "Song Qingzhu, just wait for me, I will make you kneel down and beg me."