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

After doing so many dirty things, Mr. Wang never thought that one day he would only feel safe enough when he heard that he surrendered himself.

Not long after Mr. Wang was dragged out, Director Chen was also dragged out.

Fu Wenyao quietly walked into the room where Zhao Jiarong was locked up.

At this moment, the videos played in the box before are playing on every wall in the room in a loop.

The extremely high-value sound effects were so good that Zhao Jiarong even had the illusion that she was standing in front of Du Mingyu and listening to him say these heart-wrenching words.

She was naked and curled up, obviously heartbroken, but still stubbornly staring at Du Mingyu on the screen, crying and laughing like a psychopath.

Before Fu Wenyao came in, a man in black had already wrapped her in a black robe roughly.

Zhao Jiarong, however, was like a puppet who didn't respond, letting the man in black move, still staring at Du Mingyu on the screen bewilderedly.

Fu Wenyao didn't even sit on the sofa, but only indifferently ordered Tao Yan.

"Is anyone here?"

Tao Yan nodded.

Immediately, a machine slowly rose up from the floor of the room, and a man in casual clothes pushed the door open and entered.

Zhao Jiarong was framed up by the man in black and tied to the machine. The man in casual clothes smiled gently at Zhao Jiarong.

Zhao Jiarong's eyes were a little dazed, and she relaxed slightly.

The smile in the man's eyes was even wider, and his voice was extremely gentle.

"Very well, just sleep, sleep, all the pain that tortured you will be gone."

The man's voice is very gentle and soft, like the gentle wind blowing in spring, like a stove in winter.

Zhao Jiarong was about to close her eyes in a daze, and at the moment she closed them, she suddenly opened them again, looking at the man warily.

"What is the meaning of the pain that torments me?"

The man didn't expect that she would still be able to struggle away in the end, and looked at the video that was still playing on the screen with a smile.

"That man made you suffer so much, don't you want to forget him?"

"No!" Zhao Jiarong immediately panicked, struggling to get off the machine.

"I don't want to forget! Why should I forget? I don't want to forget!"

For Du Mingyu, for Gu Yunshi, her dreams of many years are gone.

The Zhao family is gone too.

Originally, she only had Du Mingyu left.

Now that Du Mingyu has also run away, these people actually want to take Du Mingyu from her memory.

no!She absolutely disagrees!
Zhao Jiarong struggled desperately, but was tightly restrained by the man in black. From the corner of her eye, she saw the man in casual clothes holding a tube of medicine, and she burst into tears in panic.

"No! I don't!"

She was crying, turned her head to look at Fu Wenyao, and begged for mercy in a broken heart.

"Please, Mr. Fu, please, please spare me, just bypass me this time, I promise to go far in the future, and never hurt Gu Xiaoman again!"

It's a pity that Fu Wenyao's face was cold, and his eyebrows and eyes did not fluctuate.

The cold liquid was slowly poured into his body, Zhao Jiarong stared at Du Mingyu on the wall, desperately trying to make himself remember Du Mingyu's appearance.

I almost went crazy with hatred.

She gritted her teeth tightly and swore secretly in her heart.

As long as she escapes, she must destroy Gu Xiaoman, must destroy Gu Xiaoman! ! !
The wide-open eyes slowly lost focus, and within a few seconds, Zhao Jiarong closed them completely.

The helmet-like thing hanging above her head moved down slowly, getting closer to her brain.

An hour later, the man in casual clothes tore off his gloves and threw them in the trash, slowly washing his hands with hand sanitizer.

"It's done. When she wakes up, she won't remember anything."

As he spoke, he walked up to Fu Wenyao, took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it between his fingers and lit it.

"It's so clean, are you sure it's the best?"

Fu Wenyao moved aside in disgust to prevent the smell of smoke, and ordered Tao Yan lightly.

"Send her to Africa."

The man in casual clothes looked at Fu Wenyao's indifferent back and muttered unhappily.

"It's true that people face forward, not backward."

Tao Yan was amused when he heard the words, and he kindly comforted him: "Madam doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, don't think too much, it's not that Mister dislikes you."

As soon as the eyes of the man in casual clothes lit up, he reached out to touch Tao Yan's shoulder.

"Hello anyway."

Tao Yan didn't reply, and quickly followed Fu Wenyao's footsteps.

The man held his hands empty, and cursed with a smile: "Tsk tsk, these two men are so indifferent."

When Fu Wenyao left the room, he happened to run into Lu Xiuwen who had just left the room next door.

He paused, and through the crack of the door, he vaguely saw the man who was hung up in the room. There were several men in black surrounding the man, whipping and flirting with feathers. The scene was very lively.

Lu Xiuwen came to the door, noticed Fu Wenyao's gaze, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and joked: "Why, want to learn?"

Fu Wenyao glanced at him lightly, and walked forward.

Lu Xiuwen sauntered behind him, the smile on the corner of his mouth subsided, and his face turned cold again.

"have a drink?"

Fu Wenyao didn't respond, but went all the way to the top floor.

Lu Xiuwen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night view of most of Ningcheng outside the window, shook the wine glass in his hand, and suddenly made a sound.

"The Ye family seems to be preparing to return home."

Fu Wenyao frowned slightly, and looked at Lu Xiuwen lightly.

"The Ye family?"

Lu Xiuwen leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, walked to the sofa and sat down lazily.

"There is still that Ye family, Xiaoyu's uncle's family."

Fu Wenyao snorted coldly, "Why, can't you go abroad anymore?"

Thinking of the results of the previous investigation, Lu Xiuwen's eyes were cold, "Are you interested in disposing of the Ye family before they return to China?"

Hearing the words, Fu Wenyao looked at Lu Xiuwen indifferently, his black eyes were deep and dark, without any emotion.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you won't be able to deal with it when you're on our territory?"

Lu Xiuwen pondered for a moment, poured a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Fu Wenyao.

"Happy cooperation!"

After drinking the wine in the glass, he casually put the glass on the table, crossing his long legs.

"By the way, I heard that Gu Xiaoman is investigating the matter of his biological parents in private?"

Fu Wenyao looked at Lu Xiuwen coolly.

Lu Xiuwen continued: "Ye Manni seems to want to intervene in this matter."

Fu Wenyao withdrew his gaze, and swirled the blushing wine in the glass nonchalantly, his handsome face turned cold.

"I heard that Ye Manni's family has something to do with Ye Siyu's parents."

After the words fell, Lu Xiuwen sat up straight, looked at Fu Wenyao with burning eyes, and frowned.

"Really? But..."

But grandpa clearly said that Xiaoyu's parents are because of his parents...

If what happened to Xiaoyu's parents had nothing to do with his parents, then there would be no obstacle between him and Xiaoyu.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuwen stood up excitedly, and hurriedly walked out without waiting for Fu Wenyao to speak again.