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

That's right, Rong Junchu is such an excellent person, without her, there will be countless Yuan Qin'er scrambling to pounce on her.

They want a family background, a good looks, and a figure, but what about her?

Thinking about it this way, I can understand why Lu Xiaoman doesn't want to see her anymore.

That being the case, it's time to get back the luggage that was still in Rong's house.

Rong Junchu came out of the banquet and drove all the way to the bar.

On the road, I was educated for speeding, and I was very upset.

The wine was poured down glass by glass.

They all said to drink away their sorrows, but the melancholy in his heart did not diminish at all.

On the contrary, the more he drank, the clearer his head seemed to be, Song Qingzhu's face kept shaking in front of his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab it, but in the end, what he held was nothing but nothingness.

"What? You said that Rong Junchu got drunk at the bar?" Yuan Qiner almost jumped up on the spot when she received a call from her best friend.

"Well, I'll come over right away, remember to keep an eye on him, and don't let him go."

The haze of being ignored by Song Qingzhu just now was swept away, Yuan Qin'er suddenly became happy, picked up her backpack and was about to leave.

"Let's mention it again."

Rong Junchu couldn't pour out the wine. After a while, he realized that the wine glass was empty.

The waiter came over and brought the wine Rong Junchu wanted.

He smiled wryly.

Song Qingzhu and that man happily attended the banquet, but Rong Junchu could only get drunk at the bar.

"Stop drinking."

A hand gently covered his.

"Qingzhu?"

Rong Junchu looked up in surprise, but what he saw was a completely unfamiliar face.

Rong Junchu ruthlessly shook off the woman's hand, full of disappointment in his heart.

He thought it was Song Qingzhu?
"If you drink like this again, it will cause harm to your body."

The woman still refused to let go, and put all the wine on his table on the ground.

Rong Junchu finally started to look at this woman seriously, she was pretty and her eyes were smart.

Going down, Rong Junchu suddenly lost interest when he saw the woman's bare shoulders.

It's better for Song Qingzhu, Song Qingzhu would never dress up like this.

"May I ask what the hell is this lady doing?" Rong Junchu looked up helplessly.

Yuan Qin'er smiled, thinking that she had finally caught Rong Junchu's eyes, and approached Rong Junchu like a vine.

"My name is Yuan Qin'er."

Yuan Qin'er?
Rong Jun squinted his eyes at the beginning, and he could probably think of the relationship between Yuan Qin'er and Yuan's Group.

Yuan Shi is really getting worse and worse.

"Bring me the wine." Rong Junchu's voice was very cold, it could even be said to be an order.

Yuan Qin'er was a little embarrassed, and suddenly thought of Song Qingzhu who was equally indifferent half a moment ago, and tightly held the car key in her hand.

It's really not a family, don't enter a family.

"Drinking alcohol is bad for your health." Yuan Qin'er wanted to persuade her.

Rong Junchu didn't show any face at all: "Does my wanting to drink have anything to do with you?"

Yuan Qin'er looked like weeping.

She grew up held in the palm of her hand and was loved by thousands of people.

Only in front of Rong Junchu would he look so deflated.

After a while, she resolutely took out two bottles of beer: "Don't you want to drink? Then I will drink with you."

Rong Jun didn't even look at Yuan Qin'er at first glance, he took his own bottle of wine and drank it leisurely.

Yuan Qin'er was choked up as soon as she took a sip, tears streaming down her face, so she had to put down the bottle.

Rong Jun didn't even look at it at first glance, Yuan Qin'er could only take out a tissue from the bag to wipe it.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't made any progress, the best friend on one side was almost anxious to death, and kept gesturing to this side, but Yuan Qin'er really had no choice.

Song Qingzhu was also very sad. After coming out of the banquet, she didn't let the man follow her, but chose to go shopping by herself.

The wind on the road was getting stronger and stronger, and she was holding the clothes in her hand, but she didn't choose to put them on.

I don't know if it is to torture myself deliberately or to use this wind to wake myself up.

At the end of the road, there is a bar.

Song Qingzhu didn't know why she stepped in like a ghost, as if there was a voice in her mind telling her to go in.

"A glass of juice, thank you."

The smell of oranges filled his lips and cheeks, and Song Qingzhu couldn't tell what was in his heart.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to do so.

Suddenly, Song Qingzhu saw an unusually familiar figure from the back, and beside that figure was sitting the person she least wanted to see.

Song Qingzhu tightly held the cup in his hand.

They...how are they here?

From the angle where Song Qingzhu was sitting, he happened to see Yuan Qin'er and Rong Junchu snuggling up.

Although the real situation is that there is still a long distance between them.

A clear sense of pain was conveyed, and Song Qingzhu's body was shaking.

It turns out...it turns out that they have known each other for a long time, and their relationship is so close...

It turns out that Rong Junchu just came to see her just for fun...

It turned out that she was the only one who was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end...

Tears fell silently, she had just escaped from one kind of disappointment, and fell into another kind of disappointment in a blink of an eye.

What did she do wrong that God wants to treat her like this?
When the phone rang, Yuan Qin'er looked down, it was a message from her best friend.

"Qin'er."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qin'er was a little impatient.

Rong Junchu didn't let her get close at all, so how could the relationship between the two develop further?
"Someone is watching you from behind, it seems to be that... that... what Song Qingzhu..."

Yuan Qin'er turned her head suddenly, just in time to meet Song Qingzhu's tearful eyes, and she immediately gained motivation.

He smiled at Song Qingzhu like a demonstrator, and then put his arms around Rong Junchu's shoulders.

"Let's have a drink together?" Yuan Qin'er smiled coquettishly.

Rong Junchu was probably drunk, so he didn't refuse, and drank the glass of wine by Yuan Qin'er's hand.

The cup in Song Qingzhu's hand fell to the ground, and everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her, only this couple in her eyes.

Rong Junchu...

What else could she say now?

Sure enough, it was time to get my luggage back.

Yuan Qin'er was very proud in her heart, Rong Junchu was already drunk, and she would cooperate with any intimacy she wanted.

What makes her most happy is that there is an audience behind her watching all this from beginning to end.

Because Rong Junchu couldn't see the situation here, Song Qingzhu didn't hide his emotions.

Rong Junchu's head lowered lower and lower, until it was completely lying on Yuan Qin'er's body.

Yuan Qin'er smiled slightly, proudly helped Rong Junchu up, and went to the counter to check out.

Song Qingzhu put the money on the table and followed Yuan Qin'er out.