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

She didn't even know what she was doing.

Outside, Rong Junchu and Yuan Qin'er were close together, Rong Junchu seemed to be still smiling.

The two walked into a nearby shop together. Song Qingzhu stopped outside and looked up. The words on the photo stung her eyes hard at me.

Has their relationship developed to such an extent?
Song Qingzhu suddenly felt like a joke.

During such a period of time, their relationship has reached such a point, and they came to her one after another to demonstrate, what do you think she is?
Song Qingzhu couldn't hold on any longer, his body tilted, and he fell directly to the ground.

Inside the hotel, Yuan Qin'er helped Rong Junchu into the room, feeling very excited.

Proudness is like a seed growing and sprouting in her heart.

Rong Junchu was lying on the bed, his shirt was unbuttoned twice, his face flushed.

If the two of them stayed here for one night, Rong Junchu probably wouldn't believe that nothing happened between them.

Yuan Qin'er lay down next to Rong Junchu, and slowly untied her clothes.

"I hope Ms. Yuan will respect herself." Rong Junchu sat up suddenly from the bed, threw Yuan Qin'er's clothes over, his eyes were clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.

"You..." Yuan Qin'er was ashamed and annoyed.

Wasn't Rong Junchu drunk just now?how……

"Miss Yuan should get rid of some inappropriate thoughts as soon as possible." Rong Junchu took his clothes from the side, and walked out without looking back.

"That's right." Rong Junchu said coldly. "I won't say what happened today, you can do it yourself."

Inside the room, Yuan Qin'er seemed to have gone crazy and smashed everything in the room to pieces.

"Song Qingzhu... I will definitely get Rong Junchu." Yuan Qin'er tightly pinched the clothes in her hands, her eyes flashed with hatred.

In fact, Rong Junchu was just acting on the spot just now.

From the moment Song Qingzhu came in, Rong Junchu heard her voice.

Familiar voices, familiar window seats.

Besides Song Qingzhu, who else?

Not knowing if it was the effect of alcohol, Rong Junchu suddenly wanted to see Song Qingzhu's reaction.

He just wanted to see her reaction, to see if he had no place in her heart.

It's a pity that he happened to have his back to Song Qingzhu, and he didn't have a chance to look at Song Qingzhu until the last time he left the hotel.

Song Qingzhu had already appeared in the hotel when she woke up, and she had been living here these days.

"I...how am I here?"

Song Qingzhu wanted to sit up from the bed, feeling dizzy in his head.

She barely straightened up, remembering what the housekeeper said in the hospital that day.

Her current body is really weak, she can faint like this.

Outside, the man had already prepared breakfast, and when Song Qingzhu woke up, he greeted him.

"Wake up? Hurry up and wash up, I've made breakfast."

"Why am I here?"

She vaguely remembered that she should be at the door of the bar.

The man told a lie at will to confuse this matter.

After separating from Song Qingzhu last night, he didn't leave at all, but kept following behind, fearing that something might happen to her.

He saw the actions of Yuan Qin'er and Rong Junchu.

He also saw Song Qingzhu's forbearance.

In the bar last night, everyone had their own concerns.

Song Qingzhu got out of bed, although his body was uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

This is not a serious problem, she can only rest, but she really doesn't want to appear in the hospital now.

"That's right." Song Qingzhu put down the slice of bread in his hand.

"I...I want to go to Rong's house later."

The man's hand drinking soy milk stopped suddenly, and he smiled quietly: "Why are you going to Rong's house?"

Song Qingzhu lowered his head and couldn't see her expression clearly: "I want to get my luggage back."

After getting the luggage back, it should have nothing to do with Rong Junchu at all.

"I send you."

"No need." Song Qingzhu smiled. "My own affairs, I can handle them myself."

"Okay." The man said without further pressing. "Remember to call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

After the man left, Song Qingzhu stayed in the room alone, and it took a lot of courage to make up his mind to go out.

Rong Junchu didn't expect to see Yuan Qin'er the next morning.

"Why are you?" Rong Junchu frowned, very impatient.

Why has this woman been haunted recently?

"How do you say this? This is Qin'er, your Uncle Yuan's girl. I specially invited you here. Hurry up and wash up!"

Lu Xiaoman is already planning for Rong Junchu's future.

Rong Junchu gritted his teeth, but still didn't want to refute his mother's interest, so he had to wash up.

In the bathroom, he didn't want to go out, he didn't want to face that face.

Did her mother really go too far.

Sitting at the dining table, Rong Junchu didn't have any appetite.

If Song Qingzhu were here now, he would be in a completely different mood.

"This is Ms. Yuan, you must get along well in the future." Lu Xiaoman introduced very warmly.

"Miss Yuan has a lot of research on company management, and she can help you in this aspect in the future.

"Miss Yuan will..."

"Miss Yuan..."

"mom!"

Rong Junchu put down his chopsticks with undisguised disgust.

Lu Xiaoman was also taken aback, and smiled apologetically at Yuan Qin'er.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Madam...Madam, are you back?"

After the butler resigned last time, Rong Junchu persuaded the butler to come back again.

Butler Rong walked out the door, just bumped into Song Qingzhu, and said in surprise.

Butler Rong has always been kind to her, and Song Qingzhu is also very grateful in his heart.

No matter how unhappy he was, Song Qingzhu still smiled at Butler Rong.

Butler Rong didn't understand the purpose of Song Qingzhu's visit this time, so he wiped his hands and said, "I'll tell the young master, if the young master knows that his wife is back, he will be very happy."

"No need." Song Qingzhu hurriedly stopped Butler Rong. "I came back this time to get my own things."

"What?" Butler Rong asked in shock. "Miss, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Song Qingzhu nodded.

"Then..." Butler Rong wanted to ask the young master what to do, but he couldn't find out. It should be Song Qingzhu's biggest wound right now.

"Thank you for your care during this time."

After greeting Butler Rong, Song Qingzhu came to the door, just in time to see Mrs. Wu serving the dishes.

"Sister-in-law Wu." Song Qingzhu's voice did not have any warmth.

"You still have the face to come back?"

Song Qingzhu looked up, and Aunt Wu had completely torn her face off with her, and now she was unwilling to even do superficial work.

"Sister-in-law Wu." Song Qingzhu said seriously. "No matter what, I'm still the young mistress of the Rong family in name. As a servant of the Rong family, don't I lose the basic manners?"