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

After returning from Beetle Park, Song Qingzhu felt awkward when he first met Rong Junchu, remembering how he cheekily called himself Mrs. Rong that day, and the bottomless advice from that enthusiastic elder sister.

What's more, this story was spread by Xixi in the kindergarten. Everyone knew that Rong Jingchen's parents were very rich, and they even bought all the cod set meals in the Beatles restaurant and gave them to the children.

"Yangyang, why don't you go to school, you're going to be late." Song Qingzhu looked at the grandfather clock in the corner, he had already set off at this time in the past.

Rong Jingchen supported his head sadly and said, "I know, but I don't want to go to school."

"Why? Is there something bothering you, or is your body uncomfortable?" Song Qingzhu reached out to try the temperature of his forehead, and it wasn't hot at all.

"It's all because of you and my uncle. Now when I go to school, they ask me when I can still eat the free cod set meal, making me look like a nouveau riche." Rong Jingchen is very bald, He didn't want to steal the limelight with something like this.

"I'm sorry, I did it impulsively. Think about how to deal with it. If you can't figure it out, I'll talk to your teacher and see if I can help you." Song Qingzhu said sincerely.

"You want to find our teacher? Let's forget it, the teacher will be surprised why I suddenly have a mother, and it will be even more difficult to explain." Rong Jingchen said with a small face, and did not forget to sigh a long time.

"Then what should we do, should your uncle come forward?" Song Qingzhu felt that this was the simplest and most direct way. Once Master Rong Jiu came forward and frightened a lot of people, everything would definitely be solved.

"Don't, my uncle will scold me to death." Rong Jingchen shook his head like a rattle, "I'll figure it out myself."

"What way?" Song Qingzhu asked in surprise.

"It's a big deal to buy those brats a cod set meal at my own expense." Rong Jingchen said helplessly.

"Your uncle didn't teach you to maximize your profits. It's a loss-making business to invite others to dinner." Song Qingzhu said.

"I haven't figured it out yet. Inviting them to eat and blocking their mouths is the most appropriate way at the moment. I'll think about whether there is another way to deal with it, so you don't have to worry about it." Rong Jingchen said maturely .

"..." Song Qingzhu couldn't speak for a while, she felt that her IQ was crushed, and she was not as good as a five-year-old child.

At this time, Rong Junchu went downstairs to eat, and the person pushing him was Lin You, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Good morning, uncle, good morning brother Lin You." Rong Jingchen greeted politely.

"Well, good morning." A warm smile curled up on the corner of Rong Junchu's lips.

"Morning young master, I brought you a gift." Lin You said.

"Thank you brother Lin You, I'm going to school first, give it to me after school." Rong Jingchen was not very happy when he heard that there was a gift, he got off the dining chair and walked out with his schoolbag on his back.

Butler Rong quickly followed without saying anything.

"What's wrong with Yangyang, he looks unhappy. Did someone offend him?" Lin You muttered in a low voice, he prepared a gift for someone happily, but they didn't look forward to it at all, which made him a little disappointed.

Rong Junchu sat down, and the servant brought breakfast, he went downstairs a bit late today, dealt with some things last night, and only went to sleep when it was almost dawn.

"It is true that someone provoked him." Rong Junchu looked up at Song Qingzhu, and said pointedly.

"It's not my fault alone." Song Qingzhu didn't take the blame. She admitted that she was at fault, but she wouldn't be able to make it like that without his help.

"You mean it's my fault, ma'am?" Rong Junchu raised his head and looked at her with mocking eyes.

"You..." Song Qingzhu's face turned red like a pig's liver, this man was too black-bellied, and he pinched her most embarrassing place and said.

"I'm done eating, take your time!" Song Qingzhu stood up and went back to his room.

Rong Junchu looked at the back of her leaving angrily, and the smile on the corner of his lips widened a bit.

Lin You wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, his heart of gossip almost exploded.He seems to have missed a lot of wonderful things in the past few days when he went to the imperial capital, and his boss is actually joking!Why did he call Miss Song Mrs.?He couldn't wait to know the answer, and he must ask the butler Rong when he came back.

Song Qingzhu went back to the room and threw herself on the bed. She was going crazy. Her angry mother made up everything about Beetle Park. Unexpectedly, Rong Junchu made fun of her with these things.

Looking at Lin You's expression just now, he wished to know the cause of the matter immediately. When he knew the whole thing, he would definitely feel that he was childish and ridiculous.

The character set she had managed to maintain was about to collapse and shatter into a pile of scum.

"Ahhh, what should I do! Why can't I control my mouth!" Song Qingzhu yelled while lying on the bed, venting the depression in his heart.

The phone rang suddenly at this time, which startled her a lot.

She picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Usually, this kind of number was sent to sell houses or shops, or early education insurance. She usually would not answer it and just hang up.

Inadvertently looking at the address of the caller, it was the place where he went to the countryside last time. Song Qingzhu murmured in his heart, hesitated for a while, and still answered the phone.

"Hello, who are you?" Song Qingzhu asked politely.

"Doctor Song, is that you?" A man's voice came with a slight accent.

"You are..." Song Qingzhu thought hard, where he heard this voice before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It's me, I'm Aunt Yan's son, Aunt Yan, do you still remember, the one who cut his finger when he went to the countryside for a doctor last time?"

"Oh, I remember!" Song Qingzhu suddenly remembered Aunt Yan, the aunt who had a piano and music scores at home.

"How are you and Aunt Yan doing recently? Is there something wrong with calling me?" Song Qingzhu asked. They didn't have much contact at ordinary times. They haven't been in contact since she returned to Linchuan. It must be because of the sudden call now. whats the matter.Song Qingzhu's first thought was that what happened to Aunt Yan, his son couldn't handle it, so he called her for help.

"You're right, I really have something to ask you on this call. Something happened to my mother..." When Aunt Yan's son said this, his voice was choked up!

"Don't get excited, what happened?" Song Qingzhu sat up from the bed and asked nervously.

"Not long ago, my mother suddenly felt sick to her stomach and vomited two big mouthfuls of blood, which frightened me. I hurriedly pushed my mother to the hospital. After the doctor's examination, he told me that it might be stomach cancer, and the doctor couldn't cure it. , I suggested that we go to a large provincial hospital. When I thought we didn’t know anyone but you, Dr. Song, I had the cheek to call you.” Aunt Yan’s son said anxiously.