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

Yue Feng felt quite wronged to be scolded so badly for delivering breakfast so early in the morning. He rubbed his nose, not daring to say a word. Under his boss's terrifying gaze, he trembled as he carried the breakfast into the house. He put down his breakfast and Feng Yi's clothes, and before Feng Yi could say anything, he rolled out of the door.

"Young Master, I'll leave now. Eat your breakfast while it's hot."

After saying that, Yue Feng gently closed the door. Looking at the closed door, Yue Feng suddenly frowned. "I'm so dumb. If Young Master really fought for the entire night, would his face be so sour?"

Feng Yi changed his clothes and looked at the time before knocking on the bedroom door. "Yu Fei, get up and get out of bed."

A lazy and sleepy voice came from the room. "Don't make a fuss. Let me sleep a little longer."

Failure at the Final Step