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

Jiang Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had overstepped. They had only met twice, so it was a bit inappropriate to inquire about other people's private affairs like this.

"I'm here to discuss business. The client lives here. There is an important document that needs to be checked again. I'm here to deliver the document to the client." Jiang Jingzhi replied earnestly, explaining the matter as clearly as possible. For some reason, he didn't want to The girl in front of him misunderstood him.

Seeing his serious explanation, Song Qingzhu was amused by him, "I'm just joking, I don't care what you do here, don't be so nervous, make it as if I am your boss."

Jiang Jingzhi also laughed, his voice was soft but nice.

"I came here to meet a friend. I made an appointment in advance to talk about something very important to me." Song Qingzhu said, she didn't hide anything, but she didn't disclose the details to him.

"So that's the case, good girl. It's getting late, good girl should go home." Jiang Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the answer, and even the smile on his face became stronger.

No one has ever called Song Qingzhu "good girl". She suffered a lot during those years in the Song family, and she heard the most words as the illegitimate daughter of a bitch.Later, he was thrown out of the country, penniless and unable to speak the language, and he had heard even worse things than before.It was not until I met the master that I came back to life.

She envies those children who are loved by their parents, and she also stubbornly believes that only children from such families can become good girls.

"You just believe what I say, what if it's a lie to you?" Song Qingzhu tilted his head and asked him with blinking eyes.

"You won't." Jiang Jingzhi frowned deliberately and thought about it, then said very firmly.

"Sight." Song Qingzhu nodded mischievously. For some reason, he was clearly an unfamiliar person, but it was extremely easy to get along with him.

A kind of... brother feeling.Don't think about whether what you say is right or not, anyway, he will always tolerate you.

"It's getting late, I have to go back, or my roommate will worry." Song Qingzhu looked at the bracelet on his wrist, it was almost eleven o'clock.When it comes to bracelets, I can't help but praise kid Jingchen, and it's so convenient to use it as a watch to tell the time.

"Then I'll send you off." Jiang Jingzhi asked tentatively, and then thought: Is it a bit presumptuous to suddenly propose to send a girl home like this.

Sure enough, Song Qingzhu refused.

She took out her car key and waved it in front of his eyes, "Thank you, I drove over, I will treat you to dinner another day, thank you for your generous rescue today."

"Okay." Even though he was rejected, Jiang Jingzhi was not unhappy, on the contrary, he felt that he had made money, and she wanted to treat him to dinner, which showed that she didn't hate herself and was willing to be friends with him.

"I don't know why, but I feel very comfortable talking with you. I have no other intentions, nor do I have any unreasonable thoughts about you. Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Jiang Jingzhi." He held out his hand in a gentlemanly manner , formally introduced myself.

"Song Qingzhu, it's a pleasure to meet you too." She shook hands with him generously, already treating him as a friend.

Song Qingzhu drove back, thinking about Rong Junchu, wondering how his physiotherapy was going today.See if it's too late, or call housekeeper Rong tomorrow during the day, Rong Junchu, a man who cherishes words like gold, probably won't be able to ask anything.

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Rong family.

Rong Junchu, who had just finished his physiotherapy, was sitting in a wheelchair, fiddling with his mobile phone with his slender, fair hands, while the servant beside him was packing up his things.

"Butler Rong, Master Jiu has been doing things with his mobile phone all night, and he hasn't seen him calling." Lin You wondered.

"Maybe I'm waiting for a call." Butler Rong said pointedly, but after speaking, he felt that he was talking too much, so he quickly lowered his head to pack his things.

Lin You naturally understood the meaning of Butler Rong's words.Master Jiu treats Miss Song really differently.Should he take the initiative to call Miss Song and ask her to care about Master Jiu anyway?
As soon as Lin You took out his mobile phone, Rong Junchu said, "Go to room 304 in the Golden Coast, and find out who booked the room and what you did tonight."

"Yes." Lin You didn't dare to disobey Master Jiu's order, so he hurried down to investigate.

Song Qingzhu didn't know that the automatic positioning system of her bracelet was on Song Junchu's mobile phone.

She didn't come for physical therapy tonight, and the message of asking for leave was too perfunctory. The terminal's positioning system showed that she went to the hotel at 09:30 and stayed there until now.

Who did she meet, why did she go where, and who did she meet wherever she went?He wanted to know the answers to all these questions.

Half an hour later, Lin You came back.

"Master Jiu, we have found what you ordered." Lin You was a little surprised, but he suppressed his emotions well and did not show it.

What happened to his ninth master, did he really fall in love with Miss Song?
When he left the room just now, Master Jiu kept his current posture. After half an hour, he remained motionless, even the posture of the hand holding the phone remained unchanged.

And the most astonishing discovery - Room 304 of the Golden Coast Hotel, where Ms. Song went to tonight!

"Say." The face of Rong Junchu, who was about to turn into a stone statue, finally changed, and the fingers holding the phone subconsciously tightened.

"Miss Song went to Room 09 of the Golden Coast around 30:304 tonight. The person who went to see him has already ordered someone to bring it back. That person is Brother Kuan, a well-known entertainment reporter who specializes in paparazzi filming celebrities' private lives. Miss Song I only stayed in the room for 10 minutes, and after I left, I met Song Shiyu in the lobby of the hotel, and the two had some quarrels, Song Shiyu wanted to beat Miss Song, but was saved by a gentleman passing by."

"Who?" Rong Junchu frowned slightly, but quickly calmed down.

"It's Jiang Jingzhi, the president of the Jiang Group." Lin You replied respectfully, watching Rong Junchu's expression secretly from the corner of his eye.

"Go ahead." Rong Junchu said, with an icy chill all over his body, and his tone was without any emotion, but it made people fearful.

Lin You continued: "Next, Ms. Song and Mr. Jiang went to the riverside behind the hotel. The two talked for a while, and Ms. Song drove home. Ms. Song drove home alone, and Ms. Jiang did not Did not send it."

"I see, bring that Brother Kuan here." Rong Junchu ordered.

Lin You's eyes widened in surprise, Master Jiu actually wanted to interrogate that young man himself?

It's really the rhythm of red rain.

"Yes." Lin You didn't dare to resist at all, and hurried down to find the unlucky one who came over.

After more than ten minutes, Brother Kuan was brought in here with his eyes tied and his hands tied.

"What's your relationship with Song Qingzhu?" Rong Junchu asked, straight to the point, not even bothering to turn a corner.

Lin You stood aside, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Master Jiu is really straightforward, he asked this question right away, and with that tone, he looks like a husband caught in bed, okay?