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

"Done?" Feng Yi stood up and walked towards her. The closer they got, the stronger the fragrance became. He did not know if it was the effect of the facial mask, but he felt that her skin seemed to have become fairer. There was a hint of pink in her white skin, like a fragrant peach. It made people want to pinch it…

"Yes." Yu Fei moved her face closer to Feng Yi and pinched her own face. "Is my skin better?"

Feng Yi was speechless. Her fair and clean face came close to his eyes. There was still the smell of milk and honey on her face, and it smelled sweet.

"Isn't it better?" Yu Fei urged him again when she did not get a response.

Everyone in the living room was looking at the woman, especially a certain someone. Feng Yi felt awkward and cleared his throat, replying perfunctorily, "Yes."

Lying