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

Like a walking dead, Ye Siyu let Gu Xiaoman drag her all the way to the rest area.

She had to admit that Ye Manni's last words really touched the most painful part of her heart.

When she knew that Lu Xiuwen liked Ye Manni, she knew that the distance between her and the Lu family would only get further and further away.

But she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Before she could get ready, she had already become an outsider, no different from the guests who came to the birthday banquet today.

"Siyu, Siyu?"

Gu Xiaoman's soft and worried voice came to his ears, Ye Siyu recovered from his thoughts, and turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoman suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Facing Ye Siyu's eyes full of sadness and bewilderment, Gu Xiaoman was startled, and the words that came to his lips were swallowed back.

She pushed the small cake in front of Ye Siyu, pretending not to notice Ye Siyu's abnormality, and said with a smile: "Eat something sweet, the cake is pretty good."

Ye Siyu heard the words, looked down at the little cake in front of her, forced herself to gather her thoughts, and stop thinking about Lu Xiuwen.

She reluctantly smiled at Gu Xiaoman, picked up a small fork and forked a little bit of cake.

Seeing that Ye Siyu was still sleepy, she was not in a high mood.

Gu Xiaoman sighed deeply, wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how to speak.

He could only pull Ye Manni and Lu Xiuwen out of his mind and curse again.

Second floor lounge.

Mr. Lu sat down on the sofa expressionlessly, looked up at Lu Xiuwen who was closing the door, his tone was not very good.

"What did you call me up for?"

Lu Xiuwen's hands paused, but he didn't answer immediately. After closing the door, he turned around and walked towards Mr. Lu.

After walking to the sofa, he stopped, took out the envelope from his pocket and put it in front of Mr. Lu.

"Grandpa, look at this first."

Mr. Lu looked down at the black envelope on the coffee table, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't understand what Lu Xiuwen wanted to do.

He picked up the envelope, opened it and said, "It's rare to see so many people tonight. I'm going to take advantage of the crowd to announce your marriage to Manny later. Grandpa doesn't beg you and Manny to get married as soon as possible. Be nice, don't always..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Lu's expression darkened when he saw those unsightly photos.

He stuffed the photo back into the envelope heavily, and threw it on Lu Xiuwen.

"What are you trying to do?"

Before Lu Xiuwen could answer, Mr. Lu spoke again with a cold face.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he reprimanded sharply: "Do you think you can hide from the past by taking these forged photos? Lu Xiuwen, you should give up your heart. It is said that the matchmaker's words are ordered by parents. As long as you call me grandpa for a day, you will You must marry Manny! There is no need to discuss this matter!"

Lu Xiuwen believes that with the old man's vision and style of doing things.

It was impossible not to investigate Ye Manni in private.

He imagined the old man's reaction when he saw the photo.

But I never expected that when the old man saw the photo, his first reaction was to deny the facts revealed in the photo, and he had no intention of changing his mind at all.

He was worried that the old man would get emotional because of the photo, so he even consulted his family doctor in advance.

Who would have thought that Mr. Lu was really agitated, but he was questioning him for deliberately forging photos just to avoid marrying Ye Manni.

Lu Xiuwen has never felt such a deep powerlessness and astonishment like now.

Expressionlessly, he picked up the photos and envelopes that had fallen on the floor, put them on the table, and looked at Mr. Lu in disbelief.

"Grandpa, do you think I forged these? I don't even bother to use such base means to tarnish a woman's reputation."

Mr. Lu naturally believed that he would not do this, but Mr. Lu still pretended to be angry, and said coldly: "No matter what, we must announce your marriage with Manny today. There is no room for change in this matter. !"

In fact, Mr. Lu didn't want to force Lu Xiuwen so eagerly.

But after the last hospitalization, he was keenly aware that his body was getting worse day by day.

Before he passed away, he had to ensure that Lu Xiuwen was not entangled with Ye Siyu again.

Otherwise, even if he dies, he will not live in peace.

During this period of time, he had even more nightmares at night.

I often dream that after Ye Siyu knew the truth, he killed Lu Xiuwen with a knife, and the knife dripping with blood finally stabbed him again.

He is not afraid of pain, and he should have suffered this knife long ago.

But what made him uncomfortable was Ye Siyu's tear-stained face, those eyes filled with hatred and sadness, and the scene of Ye Siyu killing himself in front of him before finally losing consciousness.

Mr. Lu was awakened by such nightmares every night, and his mood became heavier every day.

After countless nights of sitting on the balcony and thinking, he decided to take advantage of this birthday party to completely cut off Lu Xiuwen and Ye Siyu's affection for each other.

He had to watch them drift away with his own eyes before he could let go of this hanging heart.

Thinking of those nightmares, Mr. Lu's heart began to ache.

He took a few deep breaths, not looking at the dirty and unreadable photos on the table, looking at Lu Xiuwen who was obviously angry with a cold face, and softened his voice.

"Xiuwen, I beg you as a grandfather. This time, just listen to your grandfather, okay? Grandpa is really doing it for your own good, for the good of Siyu..."

Lu Xiuwen hated Mr. Lu the most for using love as a threat to do things that hurt him in the name of love.

He closed his eyes, his black pupils were filled with darkness, and finally returned to a calm look.

He looked at Mr. Lu mockingly.

"Grandpa, are you really insisting on it like this? Persisting until you don't even want the reputation of the Lu family?"

He pointed to the photo on the table, writing every word.

"You let me marry such a wife with thousands of pillows and ten thousand riders, is that what you call being good to me? You made me a joke in the circle, just for my own good? Let me be a successor, that is For my own good?"

Mr. Lu's complexion became more and more ugly as he said.

In the end, I couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted him unbearably.

"enough!"

Lu Xiuwen made up his mind that he must convince Mr. Lu today.

Regardless of Mr. Lu's ugly face, he continued in a cold voice: "Do you know that I didn't find someone to get these photos at all. They were given to me just now. Even outsiders can't bear to see them. Remind me."

"As my own grandfather, do you insist on pushing me into the fire pit? Is this what you keep saying that you are good to me?"

After the words fell, Mr. Lu finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand, and slapped Lu Xiuwen's face.