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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!

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

"Hiss..." Yu Fei furrowed her brows in pain. Blood immediately flowed out and dripped down her fingers.

"You cut your fingers while cutting vegetables. How can there be such a stupid woman like you?"

Yu Fei's vision went dark as a shadow loomed over her, and she did not have time to react. Someone grabbed her hand and pressed it down on the bleeding area.

A familiar scent entered her nostrils. She raised her head in shock and saw a beautiful and cold face above her head. Remembering Feng Yi's cold attitude in the morning, Yu Fei pulled her hand back and said unhappily, "Yes, I'm stupid. For someone as smart as you, don't talk to an idiot like me. So what if I cut my hand? I'm not cutting your hand, you don't need to worry!"

Feng Yi frowned, his expression dark. Why was this woman like a porcupine? He had only said one sentence and she had to refute it so harshly.

A Special Method