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

"Even if she has a miscarriage, what are you afraid of? Mr. Fu will support her."

"Even with the support of Mr. Fu, they can't do whatever they want. The Gu family doesn't know what evil they have done. They kindly adopted Gu Xiaoman for so many years, but now even the house is Gu Xiaoman's. I heard that the Gu family even Gu Xiaoman's people I couldn’t even see him, so I took Gu Xiaoman to court in desperation.”

"Huh? It's all in court? Gu Xiaoman's name is not right, and now, he must return the house."

"It's not as good as you think. I don't know if the Fu family is behind the operation. The Gu family's appeal is just to let Gu Xiaoman not sell the house. They didn't even mention returning the house."

"Tsk tsk, this is too unbelievable. Where is the reason why the adopted family is kicked out by the adopted daughter? It is true that if you have money and power, you can do whatever you want."

Several people were discussing in full swing, completely oblivious to the few people standing behind them.

Gu Yunshi listened to the discussions of several people, and thought that Gu Xiaoman probably didn't know anything about the Internet, and felt a burst of satisfaction.

Back then, at her wedding, Gu Xiaoman quietly released the news like this, causing her to be pointed at by everyone behind her back.

Now, Feng Shui takes turns, and such unbearable pointing and pointing finally came to that bitch Gu Xiaoman's turn!
After scanning the comments on Weibo, the netizens started posting pictures of Gu Xiaoman's posthumous photos again. Gu Yunshi curled her lips to save the pictures, and liked the most scolding comments one by one.

Go ahead, keep scolding, it's best to scold Gu Xiaoman to the top of the trending list, and she will still have a fee to buy the top trending list.

Putting away the phone, seeing the old lady's unmoving face, Gu Yunshi frowned in disappointment.

The old lady is not angry?

If Ding Chuchu knew what Gu Yunshi was thinking, he might just burst out laughing.

Glancing at the old lady's indifferent expression, Ding Chuchu pursed her lips and whispered nervously: "Old lady, this..."

The old lady withdrew her gaze and said in a calm voice, "Yuqing, drive out these irrelevant people."

The old lady's voice was calm, without any emotion.

However, Ding Chuchu clearly sensed the turbulent anger that calmed down, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he said softly: "Grandma, don't be angry, maybe there is some misunderstanding, after all, Brother Wen Yao chose the person... Wait for Gu Xiaoman and Xiaoyi Come out and ask her yourself."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed the little servant who was passing by and flirted with the little servant: "It's about time, why don't you see Gu Xiaoman and Xiaoyi?"

The little servant quietly glanced at the old lady.

She has been serving in the house since she was born, so she naturally knows that although the old lady has a calm expression on the surface, she is actually in a state of rage.

Thinking that Gu Xiaoman would be kicked out soon, she curled her lips in excitement, and said timidly: "Hi, old lady, Miss Ding, young lady and Xiaoyi are resting in the dressing room."

"rest?"

Ding Chuchu glanced at the old lady, and said in surprise: "There are too many guests, are you tired of greeting?"

The little servant shook his head, hesitated to speak, and stood there with his head bowed.

"No... not..."

The old lady glanced at her indifferently, her gaze was cold.

Noticing the old lady's gaze, Yuqing scolded coldly: "Just ask you, what are you hesitating for?"

The little servant was terrified, her eyes were red, and she stumbled and said, "When I went to deliver the dress, I heard... I heard what the young lady said, the finale, it's the last thing to look precious. "

The old lady sneered and scolded angrily: "You bastard!"

The few people who were still discussing before heard the sound and looked back. When they saw the old lady, they quickly stood up and stood there tremblingly.

The old lady didn't even look at them, she called out coldly: "Yuqing."

Yuqing respectfully bowed to the old lady, turned around and walked in front of them expressionlessly, making a gesture of invitation coldly.

"The old lady does not welcome a few, everyone, please."

The faces of the crowd suddenly became uneasy. They were not qualified to come to such a high-end banquet, and they all tried their best to ask the benefactor to bring them in.

I didn't expect that I didn't make one contact, but directly offended Mrs. Fu.

If the benefactor finds out, I'm afraid it's over.

The faces of the few people turned pale, and they subconsciously used the trick they used against the benefactor, begging Yuqing pitifully for mercy.

"We knew we were wrong, and we will definitely stop talking nonsense in the future. I beg the old lady to forgive me."

Yuqing hated this kind of behavior the most, her face turned colder, and she waved to the servants passing by.

"Take people to drive these people out, and those who bring them in will not be allowed to step into the old house of the Fu family in the future."

Hearing this, the tears of several people fell instantly.

The timid one directly fell to the ground, clenched his hands in resentment.

"It's all that bitch Gu Xiaoman!"

Hearing her words, several people immediately transferred their hatred to Gu Xiaoman, trembling with jealousy.

Several people were crying and were dragged away by the servants. Only then did the guests notice the situation here, and they all looked this way.

Many people recognized the old lady, and they were about to come over to say hello to the old lady.

At this moment, the closed door on the second floor opened with a "squeak", and Gu Xiaoman walked out of the door holding Xiao Yi's hand, and glanced downstairs condescendingly.

Everyone heard the sound and looked up, and there was a sound of breathing.

Gu Xiaoman wore a rouge-colored printed cheongsam, with an indigo fur shawl wrapped around her shoulders, and the pearl earrings on her earlobes swayed slightly as she walked, looking gentle and graceful.

Xiao Yi was also wearing a smoky red cheongsam, with two buns tied on his head, and a fluffy red hair accessory on the buns, which was playful, smart, and cute.

The few people pulled by the servants looked at the noble and elegant Gu Xiaoman dully, and murmured in disbelief: "This is Gu Xiaoman? Why is it different from the one in the legend?"

"Mr. Fu's vision is really vicious. Mrs. Fu's elegant temperament can't tell that she was raised by a small family like the Gu family."

In the crowd, a rich lady patted her daughter's hand, and said to her in a low voice: "See, girls should dress in such a dignified manner. From now on, don't always focus on those clothes with bare back and legs." This is what a celebrity should look like on her skirt."

The girl glanced at Gu Xiaoman's amazing waist-to-hip ratio, as if she was sitting on a pile of lemons, and said sourly: "Mom, not everyone has a good figure like Mrs. Fu."

Knowing that she had listened to it, Mrs. Fu smiled softly, "Silly boy, you can develop your figure in the later stage. Look at the cold temperament on her body, that's what your mother told you to learn."

Ding Chuchu was standing next to them. Hearing this, he closed the skirt with slits on his legs, and almost gritted his silver teeth in anger.