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

Gu Xiaoman didn't feel wronged before. In the past few years, Gu Jiyuan's attitude towards her has been so bad, and she has long been used to it.

In the past, she still held expectations, thinking that as long as she made more concessions, the relationship with Gu Jiyuan might be eased, and maybe Gu Jiyuan could still treat her as she did when she was a child.

However, after learning that she was actually Gu Jiyuan's adopted child in order to get money from her mother, all the remaining expectations for Gu Jiyuan in her heart were gone, and all she had was endless disappointment.

Therefore, Gu Jiyuan raised his hand to beat Chu Mei for the sake of the villa and the child in Chu Mei's womb, but she just felt chilled and not wronged.

But for some reason, when she heard Fu Wenyao's words, she suddenly felt very sad, and her eyes turned red with grievance.

She was like a child who was wronged outside and couldn't stand crying when her parents asked her a question when she got home.

Gu Xiaoman pressed his forehead against Fu Wenyao's shoulder, wanting to say that he was fine, that she was strong and not afraid of anything, but when he opened his mouth, there was a burst of sobbing.

"Fu Wenyao..."

Tears poured out, she unconsciously grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, and buried herself in his arms, crying uncontrollably.

"Fu Wenyao... woo woo... I don't have a grandfather anymore... woo woo..."

The girl's suppressed cries could be heard all around her ears. Fu Wenyao was so sad that he ran his hands along the girl's back patiently to comfort her.

Catching the fleeting warmth in Fu Wenyao's eyes, Gu Jiyuan's eyes flashed a hint of joy, and his mind turned quickly.

In the reception room before, he received a call from his assistant and heard that the company's stock price had fallen to the limit, requiring a large amount of funds to control it, so he immediately agreed to sign the will.

The matter of the villa can be discussed later, but the matter of the company cannot be postponed.

Those people on the company's board of directors were eyeing his position. He had to stabilize the situation in order to keep his position as chairman.

For Fu's contract, he exchanged most of the company's working capital for goods. Now that he doesn't have much working capital at all, he can only sign a will and use the working capital left by the old man for emergency relief.

As for the villa, Gu Xiaoman, that yellow-haired girl, he has taken care of it for so many years, so there is nothing to worry about.

Unexpectedly, this girl is so powerful that she actually climbed up the big tree of Fu Wenyao. It seems that Fu Wenyao seemed to have a real affection for her.

Thinking of the backlog of goods in the warehouse, Gu Jiyuan suppressed the anxiety in his heart and stood up with a flattering smile.

"Why is Mr. Fu here, please sit down."

As he spoke, he gently pushed Chu Mei down, "Why are you sitting there in a daze, go and pour tea for Mr. Fu."

After knowing that she was pregnant, Gu Jiyuan pampered her so much that he held it in his mouth for fear of melting, and held it in his hand for fear of falling.

Now she was asked to pour tea suddenly, Chu Mei was a little unhappy, and said perfunctorily, "Just let the servant pour it, I still feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

After finishing speaking, she lazily leaned on the sofa, waiting for Gu Jiyuan to change her words.

In the past few days, as long as he raised his stomach, Gu Jiyuan would promise her anything.

This time, it should be the same.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Gu Jiyuan patted her arm hard, "You stupid thing, if you tell you to go, go."

Chu Mei was taken aback by him, and she wanted to say something, but she stood up quickly when she was stared at by his cold eyes, and reluctantly went to boil water in the small kitchen.

Gu Jiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled flatteringly at Fu Wenyao, "I'm so ignorant, you're laughing at me."

Seeing his flattery in his eyes, Fu Wenyao seemed to have never heard of it, and still gently comforted the weeping Gu Xiaoman in his arms.

"Don't cry, your eyes should hurt in a while."

After crying hard for a while, Gu Xiaoman's pent-up breath was relieved a bit, and he also came to his senses.

Realizing that he threw himself into Fu Wenyao's arms in front of so many people, and cried for so long, Gu Xiaoman's face instantly turned red, and even his fair and slender neck was stained crimson.

She withdrew from Fu Wenyao's arms with a blushing face. She was really embarrassed to look at him, looked down at her toes, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Fu Wenyao reached out and lifted her chin, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped away the tears on her face under the surprised eyes of his little wife.

"Why didn't you call me when something so big happened, huh?"

Gu Xiaoman was taken aback by his question, and blurted out: "Why did I call you?"

The man's dark eyes looked at her deeply, his face was calm, but the aura around him was frighteningly cold.

Last night, the scene of the little wife tilting her head and asking if he could cook for her for a lifetime seemed to be still in front of her eyes, but now she asked him why he called him.

Obviously, his little wife still regards herself as an outsider.

Facing Fu Wenyao's gaze, Gu Xiaoman swallowed his saliva, felt guilty for some reason, and began to explain in a daze.

"Not long after I brought Xiaoyi here in the morning, grandpa... Later, the lawyer came to announce the will again, so, still..."

She "returned" it for a long time, and finally stumbled and said, "So, I didn't call you."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Fu Wenyao quietly, the man's face was still calm, showing no emotion.

Unsure of his thoughts, Gu Xiaoman tugged at his clothes unconsciously, and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Xiaoyi is still with the nurse. Also, grandpa's...funeral affairs."

Speaking of grandpa, Gu Xiaoman's eyes became moist again.She sniffed, trying to hold back the tears.

She looked like she wanted to cry but tried her best to hold back, she was so pitiful, Fu Wenyao's heart softened suddenly, and he put a generous palm on her head and rubbed it.

"Tao Yan has gone to pick up Xiaoyi. The housekeeper will take care of Grandpa's affairs."

Unexpectedly, Fu Wenyao would do so much in silence, Gu Xiaoman was moved in his heart, pursed his lips, and thanked him sincerely.

"Thank you, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

Fu Wenyao suddenly squeezed her hand, and said inexplicably, "I don't know what to do, why don't you call me, huh?"

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Just when she didn't know what to say, the faint fragrance of tea rose into her nose, followed by Gu Jiyuan's deep voice.

"Mr. Fu, there is no good tea here, so you just drink it. Next time I will prepare good tea, and you come home to drink it."

Gu Xiaoman followed the sound and looked at the teacup in his hand. The teacup was obviously freshly washed, and the person who cleaned it seemed to have just wiped it with a paper towel, and there were still white scraps of paper on it.

The confetti was very small, it happened to be in the blind spot of Gu Jiyuan's vision, but it happened to be directly opposite to the line of sight of Gu Xiaoman and Fu Wenyao.

Come to think of it, if Gu Jiyuan found out, he would never give it to Fu Wenyao like this.

After all, since Fu Wenyao appeared, he has been very attentive, for fear that Fu Wenyao would be dissatisfied.