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

He clearly promised that his husband would believe him before, but in this situation, at this moment, Gu Xiaoman couldn't control the questions that kept popping up in his mind.

Intellectually, she knew clearly that she should trust Fu Wenyao and go back to the hall to check the auction items.

Emotionally, his eyes were glued to a man and a woman who seemed to be talking happily under the tree, unable to move even a step.

Suddenly a warm coat was put on his shoulders, Gu Xiaoman came back to his senses, turned around in astonishment, and looked at Shang Ji Shiyan with affectionate eyes.

"It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Gu Xiaoman shook his head, and raised his hand to take off the coat and return it to him, but Ji Shiyan held his hand.

"It's really cold, your hands are so cold, go in quickly."

……

under the tree.

Gu Yunshi has been paying attention to Gu Xiaoman's situation from the corner of her eye. When she saw Ji Shiyan appearing, her eyes lit up instantly.

She turned her head to look at Fu Wenyao who was almost sitting on the other side of the seat, and quietly moved towards him.

"Mr. Fu, what did you just say to brother Shi Yan's girlfriend?"

"Who told you that that was Ji Shiyan's girlfriend?"

Fu Wenyao raised his eyelids to look at her, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes, the temperature around him dropped several degrees in an instant, and the atmosphere was stagnant and oppressive.

Gu Yunshi was so frightened by the undisguised murderous intent in the man's eyes that her face turned pale, her back felt chilly, and her feet were so soft that she could hardly feel the ground.

She grabbed the armrest of the seat and forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, pointing at Gu Xiaoman who happened to be held by Ji Shiyan not far away.

"If it wasn't for Brother Shi Yan's girlfriend, why would Brother Shi Yan care so much about her, not only chasing her out to give her a coat, but also warming her hands."

The air pressure around her was getting lower and lower, and Gu Yunshi's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Even though there was more than half a seat between her and Mr. Fu, she was still frightened by the cold killing intent on the man's body, making her whole body go limp.

"If you don't want your tongue anymore, you should pull it out as soon as possible."

Fu Wenyao said coldly, got up and walked away.

The frightening air pressure suddenly dissipated with the man's departure. Gu Yunshi slumped on the seat, gulped for air, got up excitedly, dragged her weak legs and stumbled towards Fu Wenyao.

"Mr. Fu, wait for me."

……

As soon as his hand touched Ji Shiyan's palm, Gu Xiaoman immediately pulled back his hand as if he had been scalded, quickly put his hand behind his back, and took a few steps back.

Ji Shiyan's heart ached from the vigilance on her face and her apparent avoidance of suspicion, her hands froze in mid-air, and she lowered her eyes desolately, feeling extremely sad.

Do you like Fu Wenyao that much?
I like Fu Wenyao so much that I refuse even such a small gesture of intimacy?

Seeing the desolation on Ji Shiyan's face, Gu Xiaoman realized that her actions seemed too hurtful. She moved her fingers and subconsciously wanted to say something.

Thinking back to Ji Shiyan's confession before, he swallowed the words forcefully when they reached his lips, lowered his eyes and took off the coat on his shoulders, and handed it back to him with a smile.

"Shi Yan, I'm not cold."

Ji Shiyan withdrew his hands, put his hands in his pockets and didn't pick up his coat, jokingly said: "Let's put it on, if someone sees it, they will think I'm not a gentleman."

"How come, is there anyone in the world who is more gentleman than you?"

Gu Xiaoman asked back with a smile, and passed the coat in front of him.

"The auction should start soon, put on your coat quickly, and let's go in together."

Ji Shiyan opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes fell behind her, and the smile in his eyes was gradually replaced by indifference and alienation.

Just as Gu Xiaoman was wondering about the change in his expression, his shoulders suddenly became heavy, and the familiar Leng Xiang wrapped her tightly.

She looked back in surprise, and she saw Fu Wenyao wearing a silver mask, and asked casually, "Did you finish the call?"

Fu Wenyao put his arms around her waist and brought his little wife into his arms with a gentle voice.

"Well, it's all arranged."

"So fast?"

Gu Xiaoman looked at Fu Wenyao with sparkling eyes, his clear pupils seemed to reflect stars, shining brightly to show the master's excellent mood.

The atmosphere between the two was natural and intimate, and Ji Shiyan felt sour in his heart. He took a deep look at Gu Xiaoman, who had been relaxed since Fu Wenyao appeared, and finally reached out to take back his coat.

"Mr. Fu, you are walking so fast that I can't even keep up."

Gu Yunshi's soft voice, as if she could pinch water, sounded from behind Fu Wenyao, the light in Gu Xiaoman's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she stretched out her hand angrily to pinch Fu Wenyao.

Xiaojiao's wife was obviously annoyed, and Fu Wenyao frowned in pain with all her strength, and patted Xiaojiao's wife on the waist comfortingly.

The itchy flesh on his waist was photographed, Gu Xiaoman twisted his body, laughed out loud, and gave him a coquettish look.

"Haha, it's so itchy, don't move."

Ji Shiyan was about to go back to the hall, when he heard her coquettish laugh, he looked sideways, and his soft eyes fell on her shining face.

Sensing Ji Shiyan's gaze, Fu Wenyao's eyes darkened, and he turned sideways to block his gaze.

Suddenly there was an urge in my heart to keep my little wife at home and only show it to myself.

Unaware that his husband had some perverted thoughts, Gu Xiaoman held back his smile, and deliberately poked Fu Wenyao's waist.

"Let's go in quickly, I want to see those paintings."

"Ah."

Fu Wenyao nodded and walked into the hall with his arms around her.

Watching Fu Wenyao take off his coat and put it on Gu Xiaoman, Gu Yunshi no longer cared about her appearance, and strode over with her skirt in her hands.

Her face turned red from running, panting for breath, she managed to catch up, but saw Fu Wenyao entered the hall with Gu Xiaoman in his arms, stomping her feet on the spot angrily.

The auction seems to have already started, the previous guests have already moved to the auction hall, the banquet hall is empty, only the waiters who are cleaning are left.

Just as they stepped into the hall, a middle-aged man in a high-end suit suddenly hurried in behind him.

Wearing a white mask, the man walked towards the auction hall imposingly, without noticing Gu Xiaoman and the others.

Seeing the familiar mole on the man's neck, Gu Xiaoman's eyes turned cold and he let out a cold snort.

"Oh, you really have a thick skin, and you still have the face."

"Xiaoxiao is talking about Gu Jiyuan?"

Fu Wenyao's voice came from above his head, Gu Xiaoman looked up at him, nodded, and blinked suspiciously, "How does Mr. Fu know that person is Gu Jiyuan?"

Fu Wenyao took her to the auction hall and explained patiently.

"I saw him by chance on the road today, and he was wearing this suit."

Watching Gu Jiyuan enter the banquet hall, Gu Xiaoman unconsciously clenched his hand hanging by his side, his eyes dim.

"It's fine if you come, I'd like to see what expression Gu Jiyuan will have on his face when the auction fails."