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

Du Mingyu was startled, and subconsciously reached out to touch her face, "Does it still hurt? I was also impulsive..."

"Mr. Fu's meaning is to let you make tea. You can just make it as you like, and he may not be able to drink it. No matter how upset you are, just bear it and let it go. If you say that, you are trying to make Mr. Fu unable to come down." tower."

Zhao Jiarong turned sideways to avoid his hand, her eyes turned cold, her dark eyes just stared at him quietly without blinking.

"You mean, you want me to go back and make tea?"

Du Mingyu was a little frightened by her gaze. He avoided seeing her, and held back his impatience as he hugged her with a soft tone.

"Jiarong, I know you have been wronged by Mr. Zhou's affairs. I sent Gu Xiaoman to you to serve as a shield for you. Who knows that she has so many thoughts and dares to leave you alone and run away. Don't worry." , I will never let this happen again.”

Zhao Jiarong's heart softened at once, and the aggrieved hands that fell into his arms beat his chest one after another.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Du Mingyu froze, and looked at her in surprise, "So, you haven't been..."

"Of course not!" Zhao Jiarong's eyes widened in anger, and she pushed Du Mingyu away, "Okay, Du Mingyu! I've been wronged so much because of you, and you still don't believe me! You bastard! "

After receiving such a text message and seeing those photos, Du Mingyu thought that Jiarong Zhao had been...

A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he hugged the crying and trembling woman into his arms, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't let you go. I originally thought that if this project is negotiated, this year The performance of the company has reached the standard, and the company has nothing serious to do, so I will take you to the beach to bask in the sun and relax."

Zhao Jiarong cried for a while, looked up at him with teary eyes, "You really think so?"

"Of course." Du Mingyu rubbed her hair and sighed deeply, "Actually, there is something I haven't told you. The company's performance has not been good enough in the past few years, and the head office has long wanted to cancel this branch. The plan. The above gave me the news that if the performance of this year is not up to the standard, the head office will re-evaluate the company, and it is very likely that the company in Ningcheng will be dissolved directly. If the company is really dissolved, I can only go to Work elsewhere."

"Why didn't you say something so important earlier?"

Zhao Jiarong's eyes widened, and she muttered to herself, "No wonder you've been working overtime and socializing all this time, so that's how it is."

"How can I open my mouth about such a thing." Du Mingyu looked downcast, "It's because I don't have the ability and connections to bring good customers to the company, and make you suffer with me."

Zhao Jiarong couldn't hear what he said the most. Hearing the words, his heart was about to break, and he didn't care about crying. He held his hand and said seriously: "It's not your fault, you are already very good and worked hard! We will work together on the company's affairs. Work hard, don't stress too much."

"Jiarong, I'm so lucky to have you by my side."

Du Mingyu leaned over and kissed her forehead, and hugged her tightly.

"Although I don't know why Mr. Fu suddenly took the initiative to come to us for cooperation, as long as we reach a cooperation, it will be of great benefit to us. Moreover, as long as we release the news, we will not worry about running out of projects. Fu is the best Advertisement, not to mention that I took the initiative to come to the door."

Zhao Jiarong was immersed in his sweetness and tenderness, when she heard this, her body froze, and tentatively asked: "You still want to cooperate with Fu?"

"Of course, why not."

Du Mingyu looked at her deeply with his arms around her shoulders, "Jiarong, Mrs. Fu is our only lifeline now. The economic situation is so bad now, once the company is dissolved, you and I will be fine, so many other people in the company They are all facing unemployment. Will you help me revive the company together?"

Zhao Jiarong pursed her lips tightly and froze in place.

Fu Wenyao was obviously targeting her. If he wanted to cooperate with the Fu family, he had to curry favor with Fu Wenyao. Maybe she would have to watch Gu Xiaoman's face in the future, so she naturally didn't want to.

Besides, she just swore that it was impossible to make tea for Fu Wenyao, and now she went back to make tea, how could she be ashamed.

However, Mingyu must cooperate with Fu Shi again.If she made up her mind not to go, would Mingyu turn around and go to Gu Xiaoman?

Maybe, she will also look at Gu Xiaoman with the same gentle eyes...

no!Absolutely not!
Seeing her flickering eyes and her unsteady look, Du Mingyu's eyes flickered with a faint light.

"By the way, I ordered two Hermès bags for you, and they will arrive tomorrow. After you go back today, you can rest at home and come back to work when your face recovers. I will deliver the bags to you after work tomorrow. It happened that we had dinner together. Didn't you say that you want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs I made?"

"You've been working overtime these days. When you come back, I'm afraid I'll starve to death."

Zhao Jiarong glared at him coquettishly, sighed in her heart, and said lightly: "Let's go, don't make Mr. Fu wait too long."

……

"Why don't you eat?"

Gu Xiaoman pressed the center of his eyebrows, and helplessly reminded Fu Wenyao, "It's working time now, you can take it home and eat it yourself."

Fu Wenyao frowned, picked up the box and was about to throw it into the trash can.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

When will this person's bad habit of throwing things away when he disagrees with him be corrected? What if Xiaoyi sees it and leads him to harm him?
Gu Xiaoman snatched the box quickly and put it on the table, and said with a straight face: "How can you just throw it away, it's too wasteful! Don't do this in the future, what if Xiaoyi is ruined by you."

A smile flashed across Fu Wenyao's eyes, and he coughed lightly, "It's a waste if you don't eat."

Gu Xiaoman laughed angrily at his unreasonable words, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"If Mr. Fu has nothing to do, I'll leave first."

With that said, she stood up and was about to leave.

The door of the reception room was suddenly opened from the outside. Du Mingyu smiled flatteringly at Fu Wenyao, Zhao Jiarong followed behind him with downcast eyes, and silently closed the door.

"Mr. Fu, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting."

Fu Wenyao leaned on the sofa without moving his eyebrows.

Du Mingyu winked at Zhao Jiarong, stood respectfully opposite Fu Wenyao, and asked tentatively, "I don't know, how does Mr. Fu want to cooperate?"

"Before talking about the project, I want to talk about my requirements."

Fu Wenyao's eyes were pale, and his tone was cold and uncompromising.

"My project is solely in charge of Xiaoman. In addition, I hope that during this period, she can only be responsible for this one project."