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After Entering the Wrong Room, I Became Mr. Feng's Wife

Yu Fei was sabotaged by her peers at a celebratory gala. They pushed her into a hotel room, but it turned out to be the wrong one! The four men who were hired ended up waiting for nothing the entire night. Meanwhile, Yu Fei found herself crossing paths with the noblest and most dangerous man in Nan City! Ever since then, the cold Mr. Feng began pampering his wife endlessly. She liked making movies, and so he casually invested several hundred million. He'd let her become an internationally acclaimed director and celebrity if that's what she wanted! "I, Feng Yi, want to pamper this woman. Does anybody have a problem with that?" Mr. Feng asked. One day, a reporter asked him this question. "Mr. Feng, what do you do when you get home each day?" "I spend time with my wife," he answered. "Are you showing your affection for her?" The audience thought out loud. "Mr. Feng, what's your hobby?" The reporter asked. "Spending time with my wife," he answered. "That's impossible... Absolutely impossible!" The audience exclaimed. "Mr. Feng, what is most important to you?" The reporter asked. "Spending time with my wife," he answered. "Do you think you're the only person with a wife?" The audience asked. The bigshot, who was rumored to be a cold and merciless man, actually loved his wife to pieces. His greatest hobby was to pamper his wife in every way imaginable!

Cloth · Urban
Not enough ratings
220 Chs

Infected by Zhang Lin

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Yu Fei turned to look out of the car window as well. She recalled Feng Yi's burning gaze and her heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to jump out of her chest in the next moment. She pressed her hand against her heart, not daring to look at Feng Yi again. Had she been infected by Zhang Lin?

When Feng Yi was staring at her lips with that gaze, she actually expected him to kiss her and even fantasized about that wonderful taste.

The car quieted down. In the driver's seat, Yue Feng stole a glance at the Young Master and Young Madam. He was puzzled. What happened to the Young Master and Young Madam? I didn't hear them arguing.

"Cough cough…Young Master, where are we going now?" Yue Feng asked nervously.

Feng Yi did not move, his voice low and hoarse. "Ask Young Madam."

"Young Madam?"

Yu Fei's voice was also a little tense as she said, "See if there's a large supermarket nearby. I'll go buy some groceries."