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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, do you think I can't do anything to you?" Qiao Anna's eyes were filled with hatred.

Yu Fei smiled faintly. "Miss Qiao, you have the freedom to do whatever you want. You don't have to come and tell me. I'm here for filming. I'm not interested in anything else. I'm going to the dressing room now. Do as you please."

Then, she turned around and said, "Ximi, let's go."

Ximi nodded and looked at Qiao Anna with disdain. Was this the so-called 'Perfect Goddess'? She's nothing.

After Yu Fei left, the people who were watching the show were a little disappointed. There was actually no fight. It was really boring.

Qiao Anna stood where she was, trembling with anger. She kept cursing in a low voice, "B*tch, she's just a plaything. What's there to be proud of? She really thinks she's something. Who does she think she is? How dare she talk to me like this? B*tch, b*tch!"

Life Is Like a Play