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

After finalizing the next destination, the group got up and left the box.

Ji Hong pulled the manager to pay the bill, the manager looked at Fu Wenyao and Gu Xiaoman delicately.

"You are joking, the restaurant is run by Mr., how dare you take money from him."

Ji Hong put away his wallet and looked at Fu Wenyao in surprise.

"You own this restaurant?"

Fu Wenyao nodded slightly.

Ji Rou and You Rongyan looked at Ji Hong with a smile.

"Dad, don't you know? My sister told me as soon as I entered the box. Brother-in-law is really good, isn't he?"

Ji Hong nodded, and when he looked at the exquisite and expensive decorations in the restaurant again, his mentality changed.

Even commented in a good mood.

"If the painting on the wall is replaced with a landscape painting, it will be more artistic."

Gu Xiaoman paused when he heard the words, he never expected that Ji Hong would say such a thing.

With this tone, those who didn't know thought he opened the restaurant.

Before, she thought that Ji Hong was a formidable person, but now it seems that he and Gu Jiyuan are not the same.

Quietly writing this down in his heart, Gu Xiaoman only smiled, neither affirming nor denying.

Seeing that neither Gu Xiaoman nor Fu Wenyao spoke, the manager just nodded without opening his mouth.

After leaving Nanyuan, Ji Rou wanted to repeat the same trick and get in Fu Wenyao's car.

However, Gu Xiaoman had already spoken before her.

"Sister, can you sit with uncle and aunt first? I have something to say to Mr. Fu."

She has said so, if Jirou persists, she will only appear ignorant, and she will be ruined. She can only be reluctant in her heart, and nods very well-behaved and sensible on her face.

"Okay, then I'll send you the address."

"Hmm." Gu Xiaoman reached out and stroked her hair, smiling very gently.

"Thank you sister."

Seeing her being so gentle, Ji Rou had some doubts for a while, whether Gu Xiaoman was deliberately embarrassing her in the box before.

As soon as he got in the car, Fu Wenyao immediately took a wet tissue and carefully wiped Gu Xiaoman's fingers.

After wiping, she applied hand sanitizer again.

Gu Xiaoman leaned lazily on the back of the chair, letting Fu Wenyao apply hand sanitizer on her.

"If Jirou sees it, I'm afraid she will cry and ask you pitifully, brother-in-law, what kind of dirty thing am I?"

"Yes." Fu Wenyao blankly disinfected the hands of his little wife who had touched Jirou, and answered firmly.

"So stupid, so fond of acting, don't get infected."

Gu Xiaoman retracted into his arms with a smile, took Fu Wenyao's hand and squeezed it.

"I think she likes you very much. If you judge her like this, aren't you afraid that she will be sad when she hears it?"

Fu Wenyao kissed her on the forehead, hugging her warm and soft body from behind, with a deep and sexy voice.

"I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

When Gu Xiaoman heard this, the smile and joking on his face dissipated in an instant, and he suddenly sat up from his arms, and was about to distance himself from him.

"I'm jealous? Why am I jealous?"

Fu Wenyao hugged him back into his arms with one hand, with a smile in his cold voice.

"If you're not jealous, why didn't you eat any of the whole bowl of shrimp meat?"

Being seen through completely, Gu Xiaoman's ears turned red, and he justly made excuses for himself.

"I'm not jealous! I'm kind-hearted. Seeing that she likes to peel shrimps, I'm just helping her."

The little wife was so arrogant, her ears were blushing, but she bit her to death and refused to admit it.

Fu Wenyao fell in love with her duplicity and pampered her.

"Okay, okay, you just fulfill her."

Hearing his perfunctory manner, Gu Xiaoman snorted unhappily.

Passing by a flower shop in the middle, Gu Xiaoman asked the driver to stop, and went down to choose a bunch of daisies himself.

The quality of the flowers in the flower shop is surprisingly good, Gu Xiaoman is holding a large bunch of daisies in full bloom, and follows Ji Rou up the mountain.

Seeing a large cemetery in the distance, she leaned towards Fu Wenyao with some anxiety.

Seeing her uneasiness, Fu Wenyao patted her waist with his generous palm, leaned over slightly, and whispered in her ear.

"Little, I'm here."

His voice was very low, and Jirou couldn't hear what he said.

It's just that seeing the intimate behavior of the two of them, he felt that it was very eye-catching, so he pulled Gu Xiaoman away.

When he arrived at the tombstone and saw the photo pasted on the tombstone, Fu Wenyao's face suddenly darkened.

Even Gu Xiaoman was a little taken aback.

She stared blankly at the photo of Ji Yajing in her twenties pasted on the tombstone. She had seen Ji Yajing in her twenties in the album before.

It was almost like her, and in a blink of an eye, she thought that the photo pasted on the tombstone was her own.

Sensing Gu Xiaoman's reaction, Ji Rou felt a burst of pleasure.

When she chose to change the photo, she deliberately chose this photo.

Anyway, damn Gu Xiaoman, the photo will be posted on the tombstone sooner or later.

The low-pressure air around Fu Wenyao was released desperately, Ji Rou rubbed her arms and muttered in a low voice, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden."

Gu Xiaoman turned his head and saw that Fu Wenyao's face was covered with a layer of frost.

She stretched out her hand and pulled Fu Wenyao's sleeve, leaned over and put the little daisy in her arms in front of the tombstone, and asked a question casually.

"Why did you choose such a young photo?"

Ji Hong opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Bai Yun said with red eyes: "It's all Ya Jing's meaning, and she chose the photo, she said it was her favorite photo."

When Gu Xiaoman heard this, she didn't make another sound, she looked at the tombstone deeply, no one knew what she was thinking.

Jirou looked at the silent Gu Xiaoman, with malicious excitement in her eyes, she whispered: "Sister, don't be dazed, and kneel down to kowtow to Aunt Yajing."

"what?"

Gu Xiaoman thought he heard it wrong, turned his head to look at her suspiciously, and repeated it again.

"What did you say?"

Probably because of seeing the tombstone, Gu Xiaoman's delicate little face didn't show any smile, and his bright eyes were unusually indifferent, which looked very similar to Fu Wenyao's temperament.

Ji Rou was frightened by her cold and hard look for a moment, took a step back, stammered and pointed to the tombstone.

"I mean, let you kneel down and kowtow to Aunt Yajing, so that Aunt Yajing can know that you are here, that we have found you, and that Aunt Yajing can rest in peace."

Gu Xiaoman withdrew his gaze coldly, his face was calm without any waves.

She looked at the tombstone deeply, and said lightly: "It's the 21st century, kowtowing is no longer popular. I have already told my mother in my heart, and she will know."

Seeing that she spoke so lightly, without even bending her cervical spine, Ji Rou, who was about to wait to see her kowtow, froze for two seconds.

Seeing Gu Xiaoman's cold and hard look, Ji Hong and Bai Yun felt a little thumping in their hearts for a while.

They even had some doubts, did Gu Xiaoman discover something?Otherwise, why are you so calm and indifferent?