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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

Yu Fei felt that Feng Yi would not reply to her message, so she threw her phone on the sofa and started eating crabs with disposable gloves on. She ate the crabs very quickly and finished a box of crabs in a short while. After she was done cleaning up and washing her hands, she picked up her phone and realized that Feng Yi had replied. She quickly opened it.

Feng Yi's style of reply was the same as his personality, short and concise: [Okay, I'll go back then.]

"Pfft!" Yu Fei had just picked up a cup of water to drink and almost spat it out.

"We're all family. Don't be too polite."

In the hall, the servants stood in a row. Butler Zhao also stood respectfully at the side. With a careful and attentive expression, he brought the brewed tea over. "Old Master, have some tea."

The Old Master Is Here