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

Gu Xiaoman's voice was cold, "I found someone to investigate the matter of grandpa's death in advance. It seems that Grandpa's death was directly related to Chu Mei. After recording the transcript, I will report the case."

"Sure enough, it's that bitch Chu Mei. I said what a coincidence that Grandpa Gu was admitted to the ICU not long after waking up. I must have guessed something about Grandpa Gu. Otherwise, why would he only see you before he died."

When she said this, Gu Xiaoman frowned, remembering that his grandfather had never mentioned Gu Jiyuan and Chu Mei during the whole process, maybe his grandfather had really noticed something.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have changed the will so suddenly and even recorded a video.

If this is really the case, then how uncomfortable grandpa must have felt at that time.

Thinking of the old man's old and thin appearance, Gu Xiaoman's eyes turned red, and he became more determined to investigate the truth.

She clenched her hands tightly and said coldly: "If this is really the case, I will definitely send Chu Mei to prison!"

"This kind of femme fatale woman should have gone to jail long ago!"

Ye Siyu's tone was full of disgust, and then he was worried that Chu Mei would be unfavorable to Gu Xiaoman, and worriedly warned: "Xiaoman, if Chu Mei really did it, then you must be careful of Chu Mei and pay attention to safety."

"Now that there is a lot of trouble on the Internet, why don't you take a few days off to rest at home, with Fu Wenyao around, Chu Mei must not dare to make trouble at home. When the heat subsides, you can go to work again."

Gu Xiaoman also thought about asking for leave when she was taking a bath, but she had only asked for leave before, and if she asked for leave again, it might have a bad effect.

Just as he was thinking, Du Mingyu sent a wechat message.

First, she cared about her situation, and then said that the company temporarily arranged for her to work at home in consideration of her current situation.

Really dozing off and handing over the pillow, Gu Xiaoman politely replied to Du Mingyu's message, and said with a smile: "I don't need to ask for leave, the company arranged for me to work at home recently."

Ye Siyu snorted coldly, "Your ruined company is probably because you are worried about being affected. You might as well leave your job and come to my company. My sister will protect you and no one will dare to say anything to you."

Gu Xiaoman was amused by her heroic tone and laughed out loud.

"I'll come to you when I'm fired, okay?"

"Hmph, then I'm afraid I have to wait until my hair turns gray. By the way, I..."

Before Ye Siyu finished speaking, someone seemed to be calling her from the opposite side, and she hurriedly said: "Xiao Man, I have something to do here, so I won't talk to you for now. By the way, I met someone who seems to be your biological mother today. It looks too much like you, I will tell you in detail when I have time."

After hanging up the call, Gu Xiaoman looked at himself in the mirror in a daze, and reached out to touch his face.

biological mother?
So, is her mother still alive?
Why didn't they want her?
Gu Xiaoman looked straight at himself in the mirror, trying to imagine in his mind what he would look like when he was more mature.

Thinking that two days ago, there seemed to be a filter in the Meipai app that dragged the progress bar to see what she looked like when she was a child or when she was old, so she hurriedly downloaded the app and opened it.

Carefully dragging the progress bar, looking at the subtle changes of himself on the screen, Gu Xiaoman moved his fingers a little bit, calculating his mother's age in his mind.

Chu Mei is 46 years old now, her mother should be about the same, right?

If you are 46 years old, will this be a bit too young, or will it be a bit older?
No, maybe my mother has a childlike face and won't age easily?

She adjusted tirelessly for a long time, finally took a photo with satisfaction, and then stared at the familiar and unfamiliar self on the screen in a daze.

Is mother supposed to look like this?
Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, and pulled the corners of his mouth to smile at himself, but in the end he showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Crystal tears rolled down her cheeks and hit her arms, and she suddenly realized that she didn't know when she was crying.

Taking a deep look at the screen, Gu Xiaoman turned off the software, pressed the software and stared at the delete button for a long time, but finally did not delete the software.

"Why don't you blow your hair?"

A warm body stuck behind him, Gu Xiaoman came back to his senses, "Blow it right away."

As she said that, she was about to get the hair dryer, and her hand touched Fu Wenyao's.

"I come."

The hair dryer buzzed, and Gu Xiaoman forcibly pulled himself together.

The hot wind blows on the hair, and Fu Wenyao's slender, white fingers shuttle through the hair, and Gu Xiaoman's tense nerves gradually relax.

It wasn't until she lay down on the bed that she remembered that she forgot to choose a movie.

The other side of the big bed was sunken, Gu Xiaoman glanced at the screen, and said casually: "Let's just look at the third one."

"it is good."

The melodious sound of the violin sounded from the room, and the movie slowly kicked off.

Gu Xiaoman leaned on the soft pillow, watched his eyelids fight and gradually fell asleep.

Noticing that his little wife was asleep, Fu Wenyao turned down the volume of the movie, stretched out his long arms and hugged her into his arms.

The little wife moved and found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep.

Fu Wenyao's lips curled into a smile, and he picked up his phone and sent Tao Yan a message.

The next day.

When Gu Xiaoman woke up, the room was dark. She hugged the quilt and sat up in a daze, looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and was shocked to find that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing her messy sleeping hair, she opened the electric curtains, and the room was brightly lit.

The sunlight cast beautiful light and shadows on the wooden floor through the white gauze curtain, Gu Xiaoman lifted the quilt out of bed, and wanted to reach for his mobile phone out of habit, only to remember that the mobile phone had been thrown into the trash can last night.

"woke up?"

A man's deep and mellow voice came from the door, Gu Xiaoman nodded blankly.

Fu Wenyao was amused by the dazed look of his little wife, and said softly, "Wash up and come out for breakfast."

After breakfast, Fu Wenyao picked up the mobile phone by the table and handed it to Gu Xiaoman.

"The card has been installed for you, please check to see if the data backed up before is there."

Seeing the same mobile phone in Fu Wenyao's hand as before, Gu Xiaoman took it in surprise.

"Thank you."

"There's no need to be so polite between us."

Fu Wenyao rubbed his little wife's head, "Don't worry about going to work, I've asked for leave for you."

Everything was arranged properly, Gu Xiaoman's nose was sour, and he threw himself into Fu Wenyao's arms impulsively, hugging him tightly.

"Mr. Fu, thank you very much."

In fact, she is no longer the same as she was three years ago, and she can handle this matter well by herself.

I don't know why, but with Mr. Fu around, she felt aggrieved for no reason.

She seemed to be sure that Mr. Fu would protect her, take care of her and care about her, so she calmly expressed her fragility, fear, panic and other emotions to Mr. Fu.

It's like a kid who was bullied outside. When he was fighting, he was aggressive, but when he saw his parents, he immediately burst into tears.