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

"..."

miss?who?
Also too tough!So... so happy.

The photo only showed the woman's printed face, but the woman's earrings, clothes, and the mole on her collarbone were all exactly the same as what Zhao Jiarong wore that day.

Recognizing that the woman in the photo was Zhao Jiarong, everyone swallowed, their minds full of question marks.

Didn't you say you saw Gu Xiaoman and Mr. Zhou?Why is the woman in the photo Zhao Jiarong?

The Bowen reprimanded Xiaosan again, could it be that after Gu Xiaoman left, Zhao Jiarong and Mr. Zhou went to the hotel again?
Thinking of this possibility, everyone's eyes on Zhao Jiarong suddenly became complicated.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Zhao Jiarong stared sullenly at the mask with half a shoe print on it.

A wave of anger rushed from the bottom of her heart to the top of her head, she was so angry that her temples hurt, she clenched her hands and tried to calm herself down.

Hold back!

Can't be angry!

The purpose of her coming is to explain to Mingyu!No need to fight those bitches!
If it wasn't for Du Mingyu not answering her text messages or answering her phone calls, and rushing to explain to Du Mingyu, she would not have come to the company until the words on her face disappeared.

Wiping off the marks on the mask with a wet tissue, Zhao Jiarong suppressed his nausea and put on the mask in disgust.

Cui Xiaojiao, who had been paying attention to her movements, held her swollen forehead, recalled what she said before, scolded Gu Xiaoman in her heart, and tried her best to reduce her sense of existence.

"Mr. Du, good morning!"

The voice of the front desk lady deliberately turned up the volume came from the door, and everyone scattered like birds and beasts as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Gu Xiaoman glanced at Zhao Jiarong and Cui Xiaojiao lightly, then turned and went back to the office.

Zhao Jiarong stared at Gu Xiaoman's back, clenched her hands tightly, and her nails pierced deeply into her palms.

Because of too much force, all ten nails were broken at the root, but she didn't realize it, and a strange smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Gu Xiaoman!
We have a long way to go!

The humiliation and torture I have suffered will definitely be returned to you thousands of times!

"What are you doing here? If you don't want to work, pack up and get out!"

Du Mingyu's roar came from behind, Zhao Jiarong froze, and subconsciously reached out to touch his face.

She straightened her mask, took two deep breaths, and then turned around in panic.

As soon as she saw Du Mingyu, her tears rolled down her eyes.

"Mingyu..."

The two words with a crying voice are full of grievances.

However, Du Mingyu didn't seem to notice her, and walked past her without looking sideways.

Zhao Jiarong's eyes widened in disbelief, and she froze in place.

It took several seconds for her to react, she turned around quickly, and grabbed Du Mingyu's sleeve.

Du Mingyu paused, swung his arms vigorously, and walked into the office at a faster pace.

He was so strong that Zhao Jiarong staggered from being thrown and couldn't stand upright. Cui Xiaojiao, who was standing next to him, stretched out his hand to help him avoid falling to the ground.

"Miss Jiarong, are you okay?"

I don't know if Zhao Jiarong heard what she said before, Cui Xiaojiao was uneasy, and smiled flatteringly.

His eyes fell on Cui Xiao's delicate and fair face without any blemish, Zhao Jiarong's dark eyes became more gloomy, and he raised his hand and slapped it.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound was particularly obvious in the silent office, and everyone quietly looked up.

Seeing Zhao Jiarong's gloomy gaze, he lowered his head in a panic, pretending to be serious about his work, but actually perked up his ears to keep an eye on the situation.

Cui Xiaojiao couldn't steal the chicken without losing the rice, her head was dazed after being beaten, she covered her red and swollen face and looked at Zhao Jiarong in shock.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, met Zhao Jiarong's treacherous gaze, and pursed her lips.

"Take care of your mouth, next time you say something you shouldn't say, I'll find someone to sew your mouth shut."

The tone was light as if she was asking her if she had breakfast, but Cui Xiaojiao's back felt cold, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

She didn't dare to look at Zhao Jiarong again, she hurriedly covered her mouth and ran back to her work station.

The corners of Zhao Jiarong's mouth twitched, and she gave a low laugh, straightened her hat and mask, and walked slowly towards Du Mingyu's office.

There was a sound of closing the door, and whispers immediately sounded in the office area.

"My God! Deputy Director Zhao is too scary!"

"Absolutely! That laugh just now almost sent me away!"

"Could it be... that she has a mental problem..."

"Stop chatting, if you have anything to say, say it in the QQ group."

……

Du Mingyu stared at the text message that he had read countless times, and pressed his eyebrows heavily.

This weekend was arguably the worst weekend of his life.

At six o'clock on Saturday morning, while he was still asleep, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar call, he directly hung up the phone.

Just as the phone screen went dark, it rang again crazily.

Seeing the strange incoming call on the screen, he answered the call angrily.

Immediately, an enthusiastic voice came from the phone: "Hello, sir, this is Shuguang Andrology, about the filling surgery you asked about..."

After hearing what the visitor said, Du Mingyu's expression was gloomy, and he hung up the phone with a cold face.

In the next second, the phone rang again.

He directly blocked the number, but the phone was still ringing. After repeated several times, he realized that the phone number was hacked.

After turning off the phone, the world finally calmed down, but he was not in the mood to go back to sleep.

After turning it on after a few hours, the phone was directly shaken to death.

By the time the phone was turned on again, it was already afternoon.

He just breathed a sigh of relief when he received this text message.

"Mr. Du has something hard to say, why didn't he say it earlier, these are the most famous andrologists, don't shy away from medical treatment. You have a green grassland on your head, and you like raising horses. costly."

As soon as he received the text message, he sent a message to a private detective he was familiar with, asking the other party to carefully investigate the mobile phone number.

The other party didn't want to hide at all, and the detective gave the answer within 10 minutes.

After further investigation, I found out that Mr. Zhou of Siming actually had the ability to hook Yu's daughter.

Du Mingyu immediately thought of Zhao Jiarong sending him a message last night, saying that he had an appointment with Mr. Zhou to discuss the project at night.

When the sound of the door opening sounded, he put away the gloomy look on his face and glanced at the person who came.

"go out!"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a cold scolding, Zhao Jiarong was so frightened that tears fell down.

Looking up at the desk, Du Mingyu looked down at the documents as if he didn't see her.

Zhao Jiarong's heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and she felt extremely wronged.

"Mingyu, I..."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

"Buzzing buzzing..."

Du Mingyu's mobile phone on the desk and the mobile phone in her bag vibrated at the same time, interrupting her.

Zhao Jiarong pursed her lips, took out her phone, saw a QQ group message about work, frowned and clicked in.