Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

She turned around with a smile and looked at Uncle Jiang who followed her step by step.

"Uncle Jiang, thank you for sending me back."

Hearing that Ye Siyu didn't want him to go in, Uncle Jiang sighed softly when he thought of Gu Xiaoman's order before.

It seems that the task assigned by the young mistress cannot be completed.

Uncle Jiang smiled at Ye Siyu, "Miss Ye is polite."

Seeing Uncle Jiang leave, the smile on Ye Siyu's face disappeared, and she walked towards the villa expressionlessly.

As soon as she touched the doorknob, the door was opened from the inside.

Lu Xiuwen stood tall and tall inside the door, seeing Ye Siyu, his dark eyes lit up visibly.

"You're back."

As he spoke, he naturally bent down and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at Ye Siyu's feet.

"Are you hungry? I asked the kitchen to make some porridge. Would you like some?"

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, very pleasant to hear.

If in the past, a man was so gentle and considerate, Ye Siyu would definitely throw herself into his arms and let him carry her to the dining table coquettishly.

But her relationship with Lu Xiuwen had been completely broken long before she knew that Lu Xiuwen and Ye Manni were still in contact.

No, strictly speaking, she unilaterally severed her relationship with Lu Xiuwen.

Ye Siyu walked around Lu Xiuwen expressionlessly, took out a document from the drawer under the coffee table and threw it on the table.

"Here is 40.00% of the shares of the company under my name, plus the ones I gave you before, it should be enough for this villa."

Lu Xiuwen's whole body froze when he heard the words, a trace of injury flashed across his dark eyes, and his aura became cold by three points.

A few seconds later, he silently curled his lips into a sneer.

The little thing now knows how to poke his heart more and more.

Is this trying to cut ties with him completely?
dream!

Covering the crazy possessive and controlling desire in his eyes, a faint smile appeared on Lu Xiuwen's face again.

Instead of looking at the document, he went straight into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and opened the lid of the casserole pot.

Ye Siyu was lazily leaning on the sofa, her eyes were involuntarily attracted by Lu Xiuwen.

Lu Xiuwen should have gone to the kitchen after arriving at the villa. He was still wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his slender arms.

His sharp jaw line was somewhat blurred by the mist, and he looked gentle and handsome.

Ye Siyu's expression was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the time when the two of them lived together.

At the beginning, the old man reacted very violently to their being together, and immediately stopped all the cards of the two of them.

Fortunately, Ye Siyu had made investment plans early on, and had a lot of money from his private house, which was completely enough for the expenses of the two of them.

But she didn't take out the money for no reason, but looked at Lu Xiuwen pitifully.

"We have no money, what shall we do in the future?"

She still remembered Lu Xiuwen's gentle expression at that time.

He said: "Don't worry, you only need to be beautiful and beautiful, and I will take care of making money to support the family."

After that, Lu Xiuwen was responsible for all three meals a day for the two of them.

At the beginning, Lu Xiuwen's cooking was not as delicious as it is now. Even the fried eggs were burnt, and there was another time when salt was mistaken for sugar.

It was also the first time Ye Siyu saw Lu Xiuwen who was embarrassed and at a loss, his heart softened, and he threw himself into his arms to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's edible. Besides, I heard people say that if you eat burnt food, you will pick up money."

Although Lu Xiuwen didn't say anything, he quietly went to learn how to cook with the chef behind her back.

A week later, Ye Siyu ate three delicious meals, even better than those cooked by the chef that the old man of the Lu family hired back with a lot of money.

Ye Siyu only thought that Lu Xiuwen was exceptionally talented. She didn't know that Lu Xiuwen secretly learned how to cook behind her back until a long time later when she accidentally found a cooking notebook with a changed cover in the study.

At that time, the two of them were deeply in love, and naturally they were so happy that they were about to fly.

Unfortunately, after knowing that Lu Xiuwen still missed Ye Manni, everything that was sweet in the past seemed to have turned into arsenic.

Ye Siyu didn't even dare to recall, didn't dare to think about it.

Whether Lu Xiuwen did everything for her, was he really doing it for her, or was he thinking about what happened with Ye Manni, so he was studying hard.

She also wanted to ask Lu Xiuwen, is it true that everything the two of them had done was just a play on the spot?

Really have no sincerity at all?

Not at all?

Even if, for a second during the play, did you ever love her?

Ye Siyu didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to ask again.

Anyway, I have come to this point, so what if I have loved?So what if you don't love?
There was a cloud of mist in front of his eyes, and it was almost impossible to see Lu Xiuwen who was serving porridge in the kitchen.

Ye Siyu sniffed, got up and went upstairs in silence.

She was indeed a little hungry, but there were a lot of desserts in her room, although they were not as good as Lu Xiuwen's porridge.

But she really didn't want to lose her composure in front of Lu Xiuwen.

Lu Xiuwen had just served the porridge, and put the bowl into the tray with a smile.

Hearing the voice, he thought Ye Siyu couldn't help it, so he turned his head with a smile.

"What a greedy cat, it's ready, don't move, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Siyu ruthlessly turn around and go upstairs.

The smile on the corner of Lu Xiuwen's mouth froze on his face, and the hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened.

He didn't look down at the steaming porridge in the tray until he couldn't see Ye Siyu's back.

His expression was obscured by the mist, only a low, almost inaudible sigh was heard.

upstairs.

Ye Siyu took two mouthfuls of dessert without knowing the taste, and couldn't eat any more.

She poked her belly angrily, her voice was soft and gentle.

"Little villain, why did you want to eat porridge so much when you knew there was porridge, but now you don't want to eat dessert after two bites? It's not good to be so picky."

Naturally, the baby in her stomach would not answer her.

Ye Siyu sighed softly, and said to himself: "Cold desserts are really not as good as hot porridge. Moreover, that person's cooking skills are very good, even plain porridge can be delicious. Our baby really has Foresight, knowing to choose the best, is worthy of being a good baby of my mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, he yawned sleepily.

I don't want to think about the bowl of porridge downstairs, I just want to sleep now.

Ye Siyu affirmed Gu Xiaoman's words while washing.

Pregnancy is really different from usual. She used to stay up until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night. It was only a few o'clock, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

Kicking off the slippers and lying under the quilt, she habitually reached out to touch her warm body, but she didn't touch her warm body. Frowning, she pulled the round pillow and hugged it reluctantly.

Lu Xiuwen gently pushed open the door, and saw Ye Siyu sleeping on the big bed at a glance.

She seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably, curled up all over, her delicate brows were slightly frowned.