Cloth

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

While Feng Yi was showering, Yu Fei ran into the bedroom and put on her pajamas.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom was on, and the light was very dim. Feng Xiaochen was afraid of the dark. He did not dare to sleep without turning on the lights. Feng Yi said that the little fella would have an emotional breakdown in the dark. The little guy was already fast asleep.

Yu Fei put on her nightgown and gently lay down beside him. As soon as she lay down, Feng Xiaochen rolled into her arms and hugged her. He called out in a daze, "Mommy…"

"Xiaochen, did I disturb you?" Yu Fei thought that the little fellow had woken up and was regretting that she had woken him up. She looked down and realized that the little fellow had not opened his eyes at all. His eyes were tightly shut. After muttering to himself, he continued to sleep quietly.

Just a Passer-by in His Life