Quick Wear: Director, Your Wife is Broken

Chapter 159: The End of the World: The Cold Pavilion Master Falls in Love with Me 3

Shi Ruochen came to him, panting, and hugged him, "Ruoheng, I'm afraid we will die here today. It's a pity that we haven't seen the owner for the last time."

Song Ruoheng hugged him back tightly, "Yes, we grew up together with the owner, and he treats us like brothers."

"But if we don't go back, will the owner be persecuted by Mo Lin?"

"Then Mo Lin must be related to those evil people in the R base, otherwise why would he have powder that attracts zombies?"

"What should we do? We can't protect ourselves now."

Just as the zombies rushed into the building, a man suddenly appeared in front of them and quickly took them away from that place.

Five minutes later, a car suddenly drove out and got farther and farther away from the zombie group.

Shi Ruochen hugged Song Ruoheng and patted his back gently to comfort him, then moved his gaze to Jun Mu, "Thank you, sir, for saving us."

Jun Mu glanced at him through the rearview mirror while driving, "You're welcome. I happened to see you two while searching for supplies."

He threw the co-pilot's biscuits and water to them and said, "Take a few bites first, and come back to my place to eat later."

"Okay, thank you."

Shi Ruochen tore open the biscuit bag, took out the biscuits and put them next to Song Ruoheng's mouth, "Ruoheng, don't be afraid, we are safe, you can eat some biscuits first."

"Yeah." Song Ruoheng came to his senses and ate the biscuit from his hand.

"Come, drink some more water..."

After Song Ruoheng ate a few more cookies, he put the cookie bag into Shi Ruochen's hand, "Ruochen, you eat too, I don't want to eat anymore."

"okay."

Song Ruoheng leaned in his arms and looked at Jun Mu, "Sir, may I ask your name?"

"Jun Mu."

"Are you Jun Mu from Jun Group?"

"Well, what about you two?"

"My name is Song Ruoheng, and he is my husband, Shi Ruochen. We are sparring partners of a Taekwondo gym. We were tricked by the sparring partner of the gym. He put powder that attracts zombies on us. I suspect he is related to the guys in the R base."

Jun Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh, how did you find out?"

"We were just out looking for food, but we didn't expect to attract so many zombies in a short time. We thought we would be fine if we hid, but we didn't expect that every time we hid, the zombies could always pinpoint our location."

"That potion should have an expiration date."

"Yes, about three hours, and now is the perfect time."

"Well, you guys should get some sleep first. It will probably take me half an hour to get home." He saved his wife's good friend and he was sure to win his wife's favor.

Half an hour later, Jun Mu drove into the yard of the villa.

"Okay, we're home, you can get off now."

Song Ruoheng and Shi Ruochen followed Jun Mu into the villa with curiosity.

Ge Feng held a glass of milk and looked at the three people at the door. "Mr. Jun, when did you go outside?"

"I went to look for supplies and rescued two people. You take them to the guest room and cook some food for them."

Ge Feng drank the milk in the cup in one gulp, "Okay, Mr. Jun, you two follow me."

With milk foam hanging from his lips, he led Shi Ruochen and the others to the guest room.

Song Ruoheng glanced at him and tried his best to hold back his laughter, leaning in Shi Ruochen's arms with trembling shoulders.

Shi Ruochen patted his shoulder, signaling him not to laugh out loud.

Song Ruoheng pinched his shoulder to show that he understood.

Ge Feng turned his head and looked at the two of them, and instantly understood something.

"Are you two staying in the same guest room?"

Shi Ruochen calmly glanced at the milk foam on his mouth and said, "Yes, let's live in the same room. We are husband and wife."

"Well, this guest room is yours. I'll go and cook for you."

After Ge Feng left, Shi Ruochen hurriedly pulled Song Ruoheng into the room and closed the door.

Song Ruoheng then laughed out loud, "Hubby, I can't hold it anymore. I am dying of laughter. I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting person around Mr. Jun."

"Yes, Mr. Jun looks cold, but the assistant beside him is so funny. But seeing him reminds me of the owner of the museum. I wonder if the owner is doing well now?"

Song Ruoheng put away the smile on his face and held his hand tightly, "Don't worry, husband, the owner of the museum has always been a lucky person, he will be fine."

"Well, let's go back tomorrow to take a look and expose Mo Lin's ugly face."

Shen Bing found the location of the supplies and walked out. He went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and then took a sip.

When he saw Ge Feng was actually cooking, he exclaimed: "Ge Feng, you are hungry again, you are a bottomless pit."

Ge Feng turned around and explained hurriedly: "No, it was Mr. Jun who brought back two people, and I was cooking for them."

puff...

The water in Shen Bing's mouth sprayed accurately onto Ge Feng's face.

Ge Feng wiped his face quickly, "Shen Bing, are you sick? Why are you spitting saliva on my face?"

Shen Bing opened the front camera of her phone and said, "It's not me who is sick, it's you who is sick. Look at the corner of your mouth, there is a circle of milk foam. Ge Feng, are you a child?"

Ge Feng blushed and wiped his mouth with a napkin, "I just forgot it, right? What's the big deal?"

Shen Bing looked at the photos on her phone, her lips curled slightly, "Well, it's really no big deal, then you continue cooking, I'll go out first."

"Oh, by the way, please help me stir-fry some shredded pork with spicy peppers. I want to eat it."

"Hey, Shen Bing, I'm not your cook. Why do you order me around?"

Shen Bing shook her phone and said, "How about I send this photo to the group so that He Qin and the others can appreciate it too."

Ge Feng looked at the photo in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and hurried over to grab it.

"Hey, don't come over here. If my hands shake, the photo will be sent out."

Ge Feng let out a long sigh, "Xiao Bingbing, you are so cruel, isn't it okay for me to do it for you?"

"Yeah, thank you, Assistant Ge, but... please don't make any weird-tasting shredded pork with spicy peppers. What if my hands shake again..."

"I know, I know. Please go out and don't disturb me."

This guy is such a dog. Every time he finds something wrong with me, he makes me do this and that.

After the meal, Song Ruoheng and the others went downstairs and came to the dining table.

Shen Bing raised his eyebrows when he looked at the two people opposite him. He thought that President Jun had brought back the president's wife, but he didn't expect that they were two strangers.

"Hello, Assistant Shen."

"You know me?"

"I know you. I've seen you on TV before." Before the end of the world, Assistant Shen would go to Jun's press conferences on behalf of President Jun.

"Is that so? Then how did you get saved by Mr. Jun?"