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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

After Zhang Lin reminded Yu Fei, she turned to look at Feng Yi with shining eyes. "Young Master Feng, thank you for sending me off."

Feng Yi looked up expressionlessly. "You're welcome."

His attitude was cold and distant, obviously dealing with the situation.

Zhang Lin was not someone who could not read people's expressions. After thanking him, she thanked him for getting out of the car. She did not feel anything about Feng Yi's attitude. She had long heard that Feng Yi was cold and arrogant, never acknowledging anyone. With his status and identity, no matter how arrogant he was, it seemed quite normal. He was really powerful. He was young, promising, rich, and had a top-notch face. It was not too much to say that he was a proud son of heaven.

With such a unique condition, how could he not be proud?

After Zhang Lin left, Yu Fei thanked Feng Yi. "Thank you for sending my manager."

Originally, he could have refused.

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