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

Fu Wenyao frowned, put down his chopsticks and got up, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her to the bedroom without saying a word.

"Fu Wenyao, what are you doing?!"

Gu Xiaoman exclaimed, and hurriedly put the chopsticks on the table.

Fu Wenyao turned around, and smiled comfortingly at Xiao Yi who was looking at them in surprise while holding a small bowl, "Xiao Yi will eat obediently first, and Daddy will talk to Mommy about something."

He also noticed that Gu Xiaoman was angry, seeing his father take the initiative to coax Mummy, Xiaoyi was too excited.

Wow, daddy is making great progress!
Maybe, she will have younger brothers and sisters soon!

Thinking of this, Xiao Dian nodded, and said obediently: "Okay, Daddy, hurry up and coax Mommy."

Xiaotuanzi's voice was childish and loud, Gu Xiaoman blushed at what she said, and glared at Fu Wenyao angrily.

"Who needs you to coax."

Fu Wenyao took a deep look at her, pulled her into the bedroom, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, Gu Xiaoman was held against the door by the man's wrist.

The man clasped her slender waist with one hand, and clasped her wrist with the other on the top of her head, his voice was low and hoarse.

"why are you mad?"

The distance between the two was very close, and the familiar cold air enveloped her airtightly. Gu Xiaoman had the illusion of being controlled, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled uncomfortably.

"Fu Wenyao, let go!"

Fu Wenyao narrowed his deep eyes, leaned forward, put his legs between Gu Xiaoman's, with a dull expression.

"Hey, why are you angry?"

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, and Gu Xiaoman's white ears trembled with excitement, and he instinctively wanted to hide, there was a door panel behind him, and there was nowhere to escape.

Looking up at Fu Wenyao who was condescending and looking down at her, Gu Xiaoman inexplicably thought of the disparity in status between the two of them, and his eyes flushed with grievance.

The corners of the little wife's eyes were flushed, and her clear eyes were covered with mist. She looked very wronged and lovely.

Thinking it hurt her, Fu Wenyao looked at her fair wrist with deep eyes, and let go of her hand.

The little wife's skin is white and translucent, but she is also very delicate. A little force left a red mark.

Sure enough, there was a clear red mark on the slender wrist.

Fu Wenyao pursed his thin lips slightly, rubbed her wrist gently with his fingertips, and coaxed her gently.

"It's my fault, what's the matter, huh?"

Gu Xiaoman was so wronged that he broke free from his palm and beat Fu Wenyao's chest angrily.

"If you want to take Xiaoyi away, you don't have to make such an aggrieved gesture."

Fu Wenyao was stunned across his cold eyes, "What?"

Gu Xiaoman looked up at him, saw the astonishment in his eyes, and felt angry and wronged.

Fu Wenyao was angry at how he could act so well, and also angry at himself for not having a good family background, being an orphan whose biological parents didn't know who it was.

I was so angry that I didn't live up to my expectations and didn't accumulate more wealth, so I was so afraid that Xiaoyi would be taken away by the Fu family.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, Dou Da's eyes rolled down and hit the back of Fu Wenyao's hand, scorching hot.

Fu Wenyao's cold eyes suddenly changed. He clasped the little wife's waist and hugged him into his arms, patted his back gently, and softly comforted the crying little wife in his arms.

"Hey, you are Xiaoyi's mommy, and you will always be Xiaoyi's mommy."

However, Gu Xiaoman was not comforted by his words, raised his head with tears in his eyes, choked up and said: "Mr. Fu, you were born to sit on the throne, and you were born to be high above you, unlike me, who doesn't even know who your real parents are. orphan."

"You have the Fu family and Mrs. Fu, but I have nothing but Xiaoyi. I will never let you take Xiaoyi away."

Fu Wenyao frowned, wiped the tears off her face with his fingertips, his voice was low and soft, full of pampering.

"Xiao Xiao, now, I only have you and Xiao Yi."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman cried even more fiercely, "Liar, if you really only have me and Xiaoyi, why do you still say that you can find Uncle Jiang for the baking tools? Isn't Uncle Jiang the housekeeper hired by the Fu family?"

Hearing this, Fu Wenyao finally understood that the little wife was not angry, but afraid, afraid that he would take Xiaoyi away.

It seems that what happened to grandma in the old house before left a lot of psychological shadow on the little wife.

A look of coldness flashed across Fu Wenyao's eyes, and his tone became softer, "Little, there are many things that you didn't ask before, and I forgot to tell you. Uncle Jiang was not hired by Fu's family. All the servants in Bishuiwan are It was recruited by my mother."

"Bi Shui Wan was also bought by my mother and my father. It was their wedding room. When we were young, our family lived in Bi Shui Wan. After they passed away, I was brought back to the old house by the old lady."

"I ordered Uncle Jiang because there are many baking tools in Bishuiwan, and they are all recognized by Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhao as very useful."

Gu Xiaoman stopped crying, and looked at him suspiciously, "If that's the case, why did you move out from Bishuiwan?"

Fu Wenyao helped her straighten the broken hair around her ears, looked at the little wife's red nose from crying, and sighed.

"Because my father is also from the Fu family. Xiaoxiao, to me, you and Xiaoyi are my family members who will accompany me for the rest of my life. I promise, I will not separate you from Xiaoyi. Can you trust me?"

The man's deep eyes are deep and gentle, his face is serious, and his tone is solemn.

Gu Xiaoman sniffed, and grabbed Fu Wenyao's sweater with his fingers uneasily. The words of promise were on his lips, but he couldn't spit them out.

The Fu family is the top wealthy family in Ningcheng, and Fu Wenyao even ranks among the top three richest people in the world. He took over the Fu family as soon as he was an adult.

His ability can no longer be described as outstanding. Fu Wenyao's talent is unmatched by anyone. With his own strength, he has increased Fu's net worth by ten times.

To Gu Xiaoman, such a talented person is like a star in the sky, out of reach.

If it wasn't for the accident three years ago, perhaps she and Fu Wenyao would never have had any intersection in this lifetime.

There is a distance like a moat between her and Fu Wenyao. She is already working hard to catch up, but she also needs time.

The hesitation in the little wife's eyes was too obvious, Fu Wenyao sighed with some regret, and wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes distressedly.

"Xiao Xiao, don't rush to answer now, time will give you the answer."

Hearing what he said, Gu Xiaoman finally relaxed.

Seeing his little wife's reaction, Fu Wenyao squinted his eyes and pursed his thin lips.

The man looked aggrieved, Gu Xiaoman blinked guiltily, and reached out to hug Fu Wenyao.

"Mr. Fu, give me some more time, and I will work hard to make myself stronger. In this way, I won't be afraid!"

The little wife raised her delicate face, her eyes were firm, and her clear eyes were shining brightly.