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

"Yajing, can you take me with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Wenyao's cold and calm handsome face immediately became a little colder, and his cold eyes shot straight at Mr. Ji.

The three of Ji Hong were taken aback by Fu Wenyao's cold face, but Mr. Ji didn't seem to feel the displeasure and anger around Fu Wenyao at all, and he was still pulling Gu Xiaoman carefully like a child who was afraid of being left behind. sleeves.

His dark eyes are not cloudy like many old people's, but like a child's, bright and simple.

At this moment, those eyes were filled with pleading and fear.

Gu Xiaoman was softened by Mr. Ji, so he almost blurted out saying yes.

Fortunately, she still retains her sanity.

Although when facing Mr. Ji, she would always think of Mr. Gu who loved her very much from time to time.

But before Ji Yajing's matter was investigated clearly, Gu Xiaoman was always vigilant towards the members of Ji's family.

She made up her mind, patted Mr. Ji's hand tenderly, patiently and gently comforted Mr. Ji who was panicked.

"Grandpa, it can't be done. I have to go to work during the day, so I won't be able to take care of you well. Just stay at Ji's house and take good care of yourself. I'll definitely come to see you when I'm free."

Mr. Ji nodded aggrievedly, but did not let go of Gu Xiaoman's hand, the other hand tremblingly took out the phone from his pocket and held it in front of Gu Xiaoman.

Looking at Gu Xiaoman expectantly.

"Then, can I give Dad a contact information? When you are free, you can make a video call."

Gu Xiaoman refused to take the old man with him before, and was asked by the old man's pitiful pity, so he couldn't help himself, so he could only nod his head.

Seeing this, Ji Hong on the side looked a little more probing at Mr. Ji.

After driving the old man to live in the backyard, he didn't see old man Ji again. He only asked the doctor to check on old man Ji every week to see if he was awake.

The servant who took care of Mr. Ji in the backyard also came to report on Mr. Ji's situation every day.

According to the servant's description, Mr. Ji has been acting foolishly, without saying a word, and often watching TV while drooling.

Why did the old man Ji he saw today and what the servant said were a little different.

Although Mr. Ji mistook Gu Xiaoman for Ji Yajing, he spoke very fluently. Now that he even took out his mobile phone and knew how to make video calls, he didn't look like a fool at all.

Could it be that the look the servant said before was a disguise from Mr. Ji?
Thinking of this, Ji Hong's heart skipped a beat. Regardless of the fact that Gu Xiaoman and Fu Wenyao were still there, he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone to find Mr. Ji's WeChat account, and made a video call.

Gu Xiaoman added WeChat friends, and as soon as he returned the phone to Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji's phone rang.

Mr. Ji seemed to be frightened, screamed and threw away the vibrating and beeping mobile phone in his arms, and rushed behind Gu Xiaoman with an awry sound, carefully grasping Gu Xiaoman's sleeve, from behind her arm Fearfully, he poked his head to look at the vibrating mobile phone on the ground.

"Ya Jing, it's scary, it's scary, that iron bump can talk."

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Gu Xiaoman was stunned by the sleeves pulled by Mr. Ji, looked down at the vibrating mobile phone on the ground, saw Ji Hong's name displayed on it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked up at Ji Hong with a half-smile.

"Grandpa is here, why does uncle send video calls to grandpa?"

"What?" Ji Hong heard the words and looked at Gu Xiaoman, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Facing Gu Xiaoman's bright black eyes, Ji Hong curled his fingers guiltily, pretended to be stupid and looked down at the phone, suddenly said: "Why didn't I answer the call? Give it to Dad."

He looked annoyed, and it looked like he really just made a mistake.

Gu Xiaoman didn't really believe what he said, but he didn't expose him. Seeing that Ji Hong was about to hang up the video call with his hand out, he quickly stopped him.

"Uncle, wait!"

Gu Xiaoman picked up the old man's cell phone indifferently, and smiled at Ji Hong who didn't know why, "I've beaten him so much, I just took this opportunity to teach my grandfather how to make video calls, uncle please cooperate."

After all, she didn't look at Ji Hong again, but looked at the old man Ji hiding behind her tenderly with her mobile phone.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, this sound is just a notification sound for someone to make a video call to you. You just need to click this green button, and you will be able to see the person on the other side."

Under Gu Xiaoman's encouraging eyes, Mr. Ji pressed the green button nervously, and Ji Hong's face was displayed on the screen.

Ji Hong coughed lightly and was about to speak.

A look of disgust flashed in Mr. Ji's eyes, he pointed his finger, and hung up the video call.

Ji Hong: "..."

A smile flashed across Gu Xiaoman's eyes, and he praised him without hesitation.

"Grandpa knows how to hang up, awesome! If you miss me in the future, you can click here to send me a video call."

"well!"

Mr. Ji nodded, holding the phone curiously and carefully.

Gu Xiaoman taught Mr. Ji how to use the mobile phone again, and then bid farewell to Mr. Ji again.

Mr. Ji reluctantly held Gu Xiaoman's hand, he really didn't want her to go.

Gu Xiaoman thought for a while, then looked at Ji Hong behind Mr. Ji.

"Uncle, let grandpa move into the room where mother used to live, maybe grandpa can really remember something."

Mr. Ji's behavior today is obviously much better than what the doctor said before. Ji Hong has some doubts whether Mr. Ji's illness is real or just pretending.

Moreover, Ji Yajing had never lived in that room before, even if Mr. Ji lived there, she couldn't remember anything, so she nodded after hesitating for a moment.

"Okay, I'll have someone move Dad's things to the room where Xiao Jing lived before."

When Gu Xiaoman heard this, he nodded with some relief, and looked at Mr. Ji again.

"Grandpa, the balcony in Mom's room is very big. When the weather is good, you can bask in the sun more on the balcony, so don't stay bored in the room all the time."

"Uh-huh."

Like a kid in kindergarten, Mr. Ji nodded obediently.

After explaining a few more words to Mr. Ji, he felt that the air pressure around Fu Wenyao was getting lower and lower, so Gu Xiaoman bid farewell to Ji's family again, and left Ji's house with Fu Wenyao.

Watching the Ji family's villa getting smaller and finally disappearing from the car window, Gu Xiaoman finally relaxed, took a breath, and leaned back on the chair wearily.

She had been asking private detectives to help her find her biological mother before, because she really wanted a warm family.

Not another Gu family.

In this afternoon's meeting, she keenly noticed that the Ji family was even more difficult than the previous Gu family.