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

After dinner, Gu Xiaoman was slumped on the sofa to digest.

Suddenly an IPAD was stuffed into his arms, Fu Wenyao put him in his arms and clicked on the questionnaire.

"Xiao Xiao, do me a favor."

Gu Xiaoman glanced at the content of the questionnaire, it looked like it was investigating wedding-related content.

While thinking about the answer, she asked Fu Wenyao in doubt.

"Is this what your company needs?"

Fu Wenyao took a deep look at her, and said ambiguously: "It's considered."

Gu Xiaoman didn't worry too much about his answer because the questions in the questionnaire given by Fu Wenyao were too detailed.

She can no longer concentrate on other things.

Gu Xiaoman originally thought that it was just an ordinary questionnaire survey, which should be as short as ten minutes or as long as half an hour.

Who knew that she had filled it out for more than two hours abruptly.

Gu Xiaoman's whole body was numb, and he thought he was taking the college entrance examination in a trance.

Seeing the last few questions left, she took a deep breath and answered in one go.

As a result, I saw that the last question turned out to be a question and answer question, asking her what her ideal wedding would look like.

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Gu Xiaoman: "..."

She took several deep breaths, but she couldn't calm down the emotions in her heart. She couldn't help but put down the iPad, and turned to look at Fu Wenyao, who was processing the documents.

Sensing her gaze, Fu Wenyao signed the document, closed the document and put it on the table.

"Completed?"

Gu Xiaoman glared at him angrily, wondering if Fu Wenyao's amnesia had affected his company.

After all, such a long questionnaire does not seem to be written by Fu Wenyao.

After sending out such a questionnaire, she believed that no one would be willing to fill it out.

Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, afraid that asking directly would hurt Fu Wenyao's self-confidence, so he said tactfully, "Wen Yao, is your work going well recently?"

Fu Wenyao raised his head from the document, saw Xiaojiao's wife intending to have a long talk, put down the document and hugged Xiaojiao's wife into his arms.

"Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

Gu Xiaoman glanced at the questionnaire on the iPad, his eyes wandering.

"Nothing, just asking casually."

Fu Wenyao caught her small movements, and immediately guessed what Gu Xiaoman was worried about, a smile flashed across his black eyes.

"What, are you bothered?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Wenyao was so keen, so Gu Xiaoman simply didn't hide it, leaned back into his arms, and raised his hand aggrievedly.

"Who designed this questionnaire? There are too many questions and too many details. I have been filling them out for two hours. Seeing that victory is just around the corner, the last question turned out to be a question and answer question, and there is no word limit."

Fu Wenyao massaged his little wife's wrists with a smile, and said indulgently, "If you don't want to fill it up, don't fill it up."

As he spoke, he reached for the IPAD.

"no!"

Gu Xiaoman quickly hid the IPAD behind him, out of Fu Wenyao's reach.

"Are you kidding? I've been filling it out for more than two hours. Even if the last question is for me to write a paper, I have to finish it today."

There was an unyielding energy in her heart, and she had to fill out this questionnaire no matter what she said today.

Fu Wenyao looked at the inexplicably high-spirited little wife with a funny face, and encouraged her with a funny face.

"Okay, finish writing today."

Gu Xiaoman withdrew from his arms, picked up the IPAD and walked upstairs.

"It hurts from poking my finger. I have to go to the study to continue filling out. I need to find a keyboard."

Fu Wenyao followed her with the document in his arms, and suddenly said softly, "I designed the questionnaire."

The question is also what I want to ask, I want to give you a wedding of your dreams.

He didn't say the last sentence.

Gu Xiaoman was thinking about how to answer the last question when he vaguely heard what Fu Wenyao said.

Afraid that she had heard it wrong, she turned to look at Fu Wenyao.

"Did you just say something?"

A smile flashed across Fu Wenyao's black eyes, and he shook his head with a smile.

"No."

Gu Xiaoman didn't think much about it, and started to write quickly after entering the study.

She worked hard for more than an hour and wrote thousands of words in an eloquent manner before she finally felt satisfied.

She saved the answer and looked up at Fu Wenyao.

Seeing that Fu Wenyao was wearing headphones, he looked like he was having a video conference.

The man's handsome and sharp face was cold and cold, his eyes were sharp, and he was surrounded by the aura of a superior person. He looked unexpectedly sexy and charming.

Gu Xiaoman propped his chin to look at him.

Looking at it, he fell asleep.

When Fu Wenyao finished his work, he saw that his little wife was already fast asleep on the table.

He hugged his little wife in a funny way, picked up the IPAD on the table, and led them back to the bedroom.

Tucking the little wife into the soft blanket, Fu Wenyao half leaned against the head of the bed, carefully looking through the answers of the little wife.

He first rowed to the bottom, and took a closer look at what the little wife's dream wedding would look like.

Then I turned around and looked at the answers slowly one by one.

Gu Xiaoman didn't think too much when answering the questionnaire. Anyway, she was asking about the wedding of her dreams, so she only thought about the price and whether it could be realized. She just described the wedding that she imagined and wanted to have.

Fortunately, Mr. Fu's wealth is rich enough to give his little wife a perfect dream wedding.

He took notes carefully, and sent his wife's preferences and ideas for the wedding dress to the wedding dress designer he had contacted before.

After doing all this, he put down the IPAD and fell asleep with his little wife in his arms.

Here, Fu Wenyao is quietly preparing to give his little wife a dream wedding.

On the other hand, Ye Siyu was still looking for a house persistently.

Soon it was time for regular pregnancy checkups.

Ye Siyu didn't eat anything in the morning and went straight to the hospital.

After finishing a series of inspections, it was almost lunch time.

She was a little dizzy from hunger, and was about to take a taxi to have lunch after leaving the hospital.

But she was really hungry, and there happened to be a dim sum shop nearby that she liked, so she planned to go to the dim sum shop to buy some dim sum before going to have lunch.

Just less than 500 meters away, when passing a small alley, an arm suddenly stretched out from the alley, grabbed her arm and dragged her into the small alley.

Ye Siyu was so startled that she stopped breathing for two beats, and opened her mouth to scream after she realized it.

The man seemed very experienced, and directly covered her mouth with his palm.

Ye Siyu's eyes widened, and she raised her foot to step on the man's foot, but the man quickly dodged it.

Just when her flustered tears were about to fall, the man who covered her mouth finally opened his mouth.

"Don't struggle, someone is following you."

The amount of information in the words was too much, Ye Siyu was stunned for two seconds, unable to react.

She subconsciously looked out of the alley, but only saw scattered crowds, and nothing seemed unusual.