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

Ye Siyu suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

She sighed heavily in her heart, let go of her hand in resignation, picked up the cake on the table next to her, and quickly went upstairs to the bedroom.

Originally, I went out to buy it late at night because I suddenly wanted to eat cakes.

The cake was really bought, but she had no appetite to eat it.

The scene seen at the entrance of the bar pierced her heart deeply like dense needles, causing waves of pain.

As if masochistic, her eyes were reddened.

Ye Siyu pursed her lips, took her pajamas, went into the bathroom, and directly locked the door behind her.

She filled the bathtub with hot water and stepped into it.

The warm water wrapped her body, and her tense body relaxed little by little.

Lu Xiuwen closed the door gently, changed his shoes, and then slowly went upstairs.

As if knowing that he would come in, the bedroom door was not closed.

Lu Xiuwen paused and walked into the bedroom.

The cake was on the table in front of the sofa without even opening the box.

The room was empty with no one in sight.

If it wasn't for the melodious and gentle music coming from the bathroom, he would almost suspect that Ye Siyu hadn't returned to the bedroom.

Lu Xiuwen looked deeply at the closed door of the bathroom, pressed his eyebrows, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Although Ye Siyu relaxed her body, her nerves were always tense, and she pricked up her ears to quietly catch the sounds from outside.

Faintly hearing the sound of shoes stepping on the ground, she curled her lips mockingly, leaned against the bathtub and closed her eyes.

She really didn't want to act with Lu Xiuwen.

Recently, the reaction during pregnancy has been severe. I often have nausea, and basically vomited everything I ate.

But for the sake of the baby in her belly, she still insisted on eating hard, and after a lot of tossing, she even gained a few catties.

But she was terribly tired.

I was really tossed by the brat until I lost my temper.

Otherwise, I wouldn't go to buy cakes in the middle of the night.

She is already so tired, and she still has to be tortured by Lu Xiuwen. Did she dig the Lu family's ancestral grave in her previous life, or did she do something heinous to Lu Xiuwen?
Are you going to be tortured like this for the rest of your life?

The more Ye Siyu thought about it, the more wronged she became, her nose sore, and tears rolled down her eyes instantly.

Outside the bathroom, Lu Xiuwen was sitting on the sofa, unaware that in the bathroom, his little girl was crying aggrievedly.

He crossed his legs naturally, picked up the magazine under the coffee table and flipped through it.

Looking at the model wearing a black windbreaker on the page, he unexpectedly thought of Ye Siyu's outfit at night.

The little girl was wearing a long black windbreaker, the belt outlined her slender waist, and she held it tightly, making her extremely narrow and thin.

The windbreaker was buttoned up to the top button, tightly wrapping the little girl up.

What surprised him most was that the little girl who always wore high heels, even when she went out to take out the trash, was wearing flat Martin boots.

It is very strange.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, follow the little girl's usual dressing style.

It was also very unreasonable for the black trench coat to appear on the little girl.

You know, the little girl has always loved beauty since she was a child, and in winter, she only cares about demeanor and not temperature.

On this point, he and Mr. Lu told the little girl countless times, but the little girl never changed it.

Pouted unhappily, and said confidently: "Since the designer has designed so many beautiful skirts, they are naturally for wearing. And I'm really not cold at all, so I don't want to wear long johns!"

But today, the little girl didn't wear a skirt, but wore trousers, tightly wrapped up, as if she was particularly afraid of the cold.

Lu Xiuwen frowned tightly, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Send me Ye Siyu's physical examination report for this year."

The mailbox received the mail quickly.

The report shows that the little girl is very healthy, except for the gastritis that has always been there, all other indicators are normal.

Lu Xiuwen read the report back and forth several times word by word, his eyes fell on the gastritis, and he frowned in thought.

Could it be that the little girl's gastritis is serious?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuwen made an appointment for a gastroscopy for the little girl, and planned to take Ye Siyu to have a gastroscopy tomorrow even if he coaxed and tricked her.

If there is a problem, it should be treated as soon as possible.

After making an appointment for a checkup, Lu Xiuwen's heart gradually settled down, and only then did he notice that the little girl had been in the bathroom for more than an hour, and she still hadn't come out.

He casually put the magazine on the table, got up and was about to go to the bathroom to remind Ye Siyu, when he caught sight of the book under the coffee table out of the corner of his eye, frowned and bent over to pick it up.

Seeing the title of the book on the cover, he raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes filled with astonishment.

"Guidelines for Pregnant Women"?
How could Siyu have such a book?

Lu Xiuwen opened the book suspiciously.

There are many things written in the book, and even important places are marked with highlighters.

It seems that the person who read the book is very careful, not only read it carefully, but also took notes carefully.

Noticing that the handwriting on the book was Ye Siyu's, Lu Xiuwen flipped through the book in astonishment, and unexpectedly found that Ye Siyu had finished reading the book.

He held the book in a complicated mood, wondering whether he should ask Ye Siyu or not.

Did she ever want to have a child with him?
Lu Xiuwen's heart was sour and swollen, very uncomfortable.

When he thought that Ye Siyu might have expected to have a child with him, he was more than happy but distressed.

When he learned about the previous generation from the old man, he was afraid that Siyu would collapse after learning the truth, so he deliberately did many things to hurt Siyu.

And his little girl actually loves him so deeply.

Lu Xiuwen clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the continuous pain in his heart, and made up his mind that he must speed up the progress.

Wait for him to investigate clearly and find evidence.

As long as it can be proved that the death of Siyu's parents had nothing to do with his parents, he will marry his little girl.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuwen carefully put the book back in place.

He walked to the bathroom door and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Xiaoyu, don't soak in the bath for too long, it's time to come out."

There was silence in the bathroom, and there was no response at all.

Lu Xiuwen frowned and knocked on the door again, but there was still no response.

Fearing that Ye Siyu had fallen asleep in the bathroom, he hurried to open the door, only to find that the bathroom door was locked by Ye Siyu.

Lu Xiuwen was so anxious that he slammed the door, and his voice was full of undisguised anxiety and worry.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, can you hear me?"

Ye Siyu was about to fall asleep drowsily, when she was suddenly awakened by a loud voice.

She woke up suddenly.

The sound of knocking on the door kept coming from outside the door, which made her temples ache.

Ye Siyu pressed the center of his eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "I heard you, stop taking pictures!"

Outside the door, Lu Xiuwen was already anxiously preparing to get the keys, when he finally heard Ye Siyu's voice.