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

She has never liked to do these things, and servants do them at home.

Fortunately, there were not many things in the ward. Fu Wenyao was ill, so he didn't have many changes of clothes.

And according to Fu Wenyao's cleanliness, he would definitely not want those clothes.

In addition, there are piles of thick financial magazines. Fu Wenyao has read them all, and he will not want them.

Ye Manni rearranged the magazines, only to realize that there was nothing to clean up.

The mobile phone on the bedside table was newly bought by Mrs. Fu for Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao didn't set the chain screen password, and the phone was empty with nothing.

Ye Manni couldn't help but pick it up and check it out.

The address book is still the same as before, only her and Mrs. Fu's contact information.

In the newly registered WeChat, there are only her and Mrs. Fu.

In addition, there is no other software in the phone.

Even the browser does not have any browsing history.

It seems that after she left, Fu Wenyao did not use a mobile phone.

After confirming this, Ye Manni finally felt more at ease.

These days, she was worried every day, for fear that Fu Wenyao would think of something, and she couldn't even sleep well. In her dreams, Fu Wenyao satirized her sarcastically after remembering the past.

He even said that he never wanted to see her again.

Every time she wakes up from a nightmare, she will think briefly, or forget it.

However, after she was truly awake, she gave up that moment of weakness.

She has no way out for a long time, she must become Mrs. Fu, so that she can get rid of the darkness that has been following her like a shadow like a demon.

Only by becoming Mrs. Fu can she completely get rid of that demon father who completely treats her as a tool man.

Fortunately, Fu Wenyao really didn't think of anything.

Ye Manni felt more at ease, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she was about to put down her phone when a man's cold and deep voice suddenly came from behind her.

"what are you doing?"

His voice was cold, and Ye Manni felt guilty, her hands trembled, and the phone fell on the bedside table, making a lot of noise.

Ye Manni clenched her hands in frustration, turned around and looked at Fu Wenyao, who was walking towards him with a cold face, in a flustered state, and explained stumblingly.

"No, I didn't do anything. Didn't you say you were going to be discharged from the hospital? I just wanted to see if there was anything I needed to pack up."

Fu Wenyao glanced at her indifferently, walked around her and walked to the closet, chose a stone blue silk shirt from a row of shirts, and a pair of suit pants, and took the clothes into the bathroom.

Other than that, he didn't say anything, as if the question just now was just a casual question.

However, Ye Manni's legs were so frightened that her legs were limp, her back was covered with cold sweat, and her underwear was wet and cold against her spine, making her very uncomfortable.

She didn't dare to look at Fu Wenyao's cell phone anymore, sat down beside the bed, and waited quietly for Fu Wenyao to change clothes.

Yuqing moved quickly. After Fu Wenyao changed his clothes, he was discharged from the hospital.

Ye Manni followed Fu Wenyao into the car, and the driver drove the car into the villa where Mrs. Fu lived now.

Knowing that Fu Wenyao was coming to live, Mrs. Fu had already made arrangements, and even signed up for a training class for Xiaoyi.

They even cleaned up Xiaoyi's room and used things.

Fu Wenyao, who was afraid that anything would irritate him, thought of something.

So, when Fu Wenyao and Ye Manni were rushing to the villa, the butler was taking the servants to inspect the villa again.

The driver drove very smoothly.

It was only 10 minutes from the hospital to the villa, but the atmosphere in the car was very depressing.

After Fu Wenyao got in the car, she turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window. Ye Manni wanted to say something several times, but she saw Fu Wenyao's cold face, coupled with the coldness and alienation around her that refused to be thousands of miles away.

She opened her mouth and wrinkled the clothes on her knees with her hands, but she still didn't say anything after all.

The driver obviously couldn't bear the atmosphere in the car. When waiting for the traffic light, he couldn't help but look at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Seeing that the distance between the two people was wide enough to allow two more people to sit down, the driver looked away and secretly cursed in his heart.

This doesn't look like an unmarried couple, even strangers will believe it.

Fu Wenyao didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and even felt uncomfortable sitting in the same car with Ye Manni.

He pursed his lips, hiding his impatience.

Fortunately, the Maybach quickly drove into the garage of the villa.

The driver opened the door respectfully.

Fu Wenyao didn't give Ye Manni a look, and got out of the car with a cold face.

To reach the hall, you need to pass through the garden. Fu Wenyao glanced at the garden lightly, trying to find a sense of familiarity from his memory.

But I didn't feel anything, but the soft and cute white cat fluttering butterflies in the flowers was very familiar.

But Fu Wenyao felt that something was wrong.

It seems that the white cat in memory is smaller, more obedient, and softer.

Seeing his footsteps stop, Ye Manni thought he was waiting for her, she smiled and quickly followed Fu Wenyao's footsteps.

Seeing Fu Wenyao fascinated by the white cat fluttering butterflies among the flowers, a look of disgust flashed across Ye Manni's eyes.

She doesn't like cats very much, but if Fu Wenyao likes them, she will be able to accept them reluctantly.

She looked at Fu Wenyao, recalled the information Mrs. Fu had given before, and finally found the introduction about this white cat.

With a charming smile, she stretched out her hand to hold Fu Wenyao's arm, and said softly, "Brother Wenyao, did you remember something? This is Xiaobai."

Bai Tuanzi, who was fluttering towards the butterfly, seemed to hear someone calling its name, and tilted his head to look this way.

Seeing Fu Wenyao, it meowed and rushed towards Fu Wenyao.

He threw himself at Fu Wenyao's feet, and immediately rubbed his furry head coquettishly against Fu Wenyao's trouser legs, wanting a hug.

However, after confirming that the white cat was not the little milk cat in memory at all, Fu Wenyao was extraordinarily ruthless.

He just watched Bai Tuanzi acting like a baby with cold eyes, and didn't have the slightest intention to hug Mao Mao.

Seeing this, Ye Manni breathed a sigh of relief.

She tried to hold Fu Wenyao's arm again, but Fu Wenyao walked forward without warning.

Ye Manni put her hand in the air again, and glared angrily at Bai Tuanzi, who was following Fu Wenyao closely, and could only speed up her pace to chase after Fu Wenyao.

While trotting, he said: "Brother Wen Yao, walk slowly, wait for me."

Mrs. Fu stood on the second floor, watching the scene in the garden, frowning.

"Yuqing, do you think Wen Yao is more difficult to get close to than before?"

Yuqing glanced at Fu Wenyao, who seemed to have completely forgotten that Ye Manni was behind her, and strode forward on her own, and sighed softly.

"Master Wen Yao is indeed a little too cold now."

Mrs. Fu frowned, turned around and walked downstairs without saying anything.