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

"Little, I'm here, I'm here."

Fu Wenyao leaned close to his little wife's ear, his voice was gentle but firm, "Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you again in the future."

I don't know if the little wife really heard what he said, her delicate brows gradually stretched out, her tender little face rubbed against his palm obediently, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The RV drove all the way into the underground parking garage of Yuting Garden, and Fu Wenyao carefully picked up his sleeping wife and stepped out of the car.

While waiting for the elevator, Gu Xiaoman woke up in a daze. He looked at Fu Wenyao without blinking his bright eyes, thinking that he was in a dream, and said aggrievedly: "Mr. Fu, why did you come back?"

As the words fell, the little wife's eyes turned red instantly, Dou Da's tears rolled down, and she buried her head in Fu Wenyao's neck and began to cry in fear.

Fu Wenyao patiently stroked the back of his little wife's neck, and said over and over again: "Don't be afraid, I'm back, I'm here."

The little wife's crying gradually stopped, and she fell asleep pitifully with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Tao Yan silently acted as the backdrop, and opened the door lightly.

Fu Wenyao gently put his sleeping wife on the big bed, fearing that she would not sleep well, so he carefully took off her coat, pulled the quilt and covered her carefully.

The little wife was sleeping soundly, her delicate little face was divided into two colors, the upper half of her face was pale and pale, and the lower half was extremely red.

Her hair was soaked with sweat, and her forehead hair stuck to her face, looking embarrassed and fragile, like a flower that was about to wither.

Fu Wenyao went to the bathroom to get a hot towel, carefully wiped the cold sweat off his little wife's forehead, sat by the bed for a long time, got up with a sullen face, and opened the bedroom door.

Tao Yan has been waiting in the living room, when he heard the door open, he immediately greeted him.

"gentlemen."

"Go to the club."

Fu Wenyao's face was cold, with boundless killing intent surging in his eyes, he walked out the door coldly.

Tao Yan took his coat and followed quickly to the door.

Along the way, Fu Wenyao's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water, and the frantic killing intent all over his body attacked indiscriminately.

Although the driver had received rigorous training before taking up the job, he was still in a cold sweat, relying on his amazing willpower to maintain a steady speed.

……

The two men who fled into Gu Xiaoman's car were forced to kneel on the ground after being tied up by bodyguards in black suits and escorted into the car.

Except for the driver, the rest of the bodyguards surrounded the two of them, silently taking out sharp Swiss army knives, wiping the knives, and sharpening the knives, creating a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

The men were full of murderous intent, different from the madness in the eyes of the men before, the eyes of the bodyguards holding Swiss army knives were as fierce as hungry wolves, sharp and fierce.

They all stared straight at the two kneeling, their eyes were fierce and sharp, and they continued to move their hands expressionlessly.

Like a hungry wolf who was tied by a rope and saw a piece of meat, his eyes were so fierce that they could almost tear the two of them to pieces.

The other man's legs were weak, and his back was trembling, not daring to look at the men.

As soon as he looked away, his chin was immediately slapped by a sharp Swiss army knife. He was shocked and frightened, and could only be forced to look at the men.

Finished!

It's really over this time!
The man finally understood why the rumors about Mr. Fu from the outside world were so terrifying. He clearly knew that no one who offended Mr. Fu would end well.

However, he was still blinded by the benefits promised by the man, and believed what the man said that Mr. Fu was not in the country, and luckily thought that Mr. Fu would not find them.

Only then did he eat the bear heart and leopard courage to kidnap Mr. Fu's wife in a delusional attempt to kill and throw the body away.

I haven't seen Mr. Fu yet, and it's already so scary. If I see Mr. Fu, wouldn't it be true that I can't live, I can't die!
The more the man thought about it, the more he panicked, and he was almost scared to death by his imaginary fate. He was trembling and sweating, crying and begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go! I can tell you everything I know, what do you want to know, eh! oh oh oh oh!"

Before he finished speaking, one of the men in a suit took tape and directly sealed his mouth and wrapped it around his head.

I don't know what kind of tape the man in the suit used. As soon as he glued his mouth, there was a burning pain in his mouth and face, as if corroded by something, and the man rolled on the ground in pain.

The man holding the knife watched the man crying silently. His clothes were soaked in sweat. Although his face remained expressionless, his body trembled slightly, revealing his fear.

The man in the suit glanced at him, and indifferently patted the man's face with the Swiss army knife in his hand. The blade accidentally cut the man's neck, and blood oozes from the wound immediately.

The man in the suit frowned, as if the blade was stained with something dirty, he took a tissue and slowly wiped the blood off the blade.

Satisfied to see the man's complexion changed from pain, the man in the suit said casually: "Don't worry, now is the era of the rule of law, sir will not kill you. Sir, you are all orphans with nothing to worry about. Lack of money, sir has arranged for you a good place to make money, as long as you work hard, the money you earn is enough for you to live on."

Hearing this, the man rolling on the ground raised his head and looked at the man in the suit in disbelief, his eyes rolling around, not believing that Fu Wenyao would be so kind.

The man who was holding the knife before was sweating all over his forehead, the chill ran straight from his tailbone to his scalp, his legs were unstoppably weak, and his face that had been calm since getting in the car finally cracked, revealing strong anxiety and fear.

Mr. Yan Luowang Fu is very kind?
Ah!
It was the funniest joke he had ever heard!

Mr. Fu was as ruthless and ruthless as the rumors said, he was going to torture them alive!

The man suddenly regretted not falling. If he had known that Mr. Fu was so cruel, he should have killed himself when he saw Mr. Fu.

Death, sometimes a relief, is also a good thing.

Seeing the man's reaction in his eyes, the man in the suit gave a cold snort, his eyes became colder and colder.

Dare to hurt Mr.'s wife, really eat a bear's heart and leopard courage!
The two men were taken directly to the No.18 floor of the underground club.

The two of them were pushed into a large room, which was empty and bright as day, and there were many metal utensils hanging on the shelves by the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting a sharp and cold light under the light.

The man with the knife saw the man with crossed legs in the corner at a glance.

Fu Wenyao's handsome face was cold, he was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and he was wearing black leather gloves. His long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and his glance was like a poisoned blade, stabbing the two men with hair all over their bodies. soft.

With just a look, the two men's legs were so weak that they could hardly stand, and boundless fear rose in their hearts at the same time.