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

Gu Xiaoman unconsciously drew circles on the table with his fingers, thinking that Xiaoyi was not at home, Fu Wenyao wanted to have dinner alone, suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have left Mr. Fu just to slap Zhao Jiarong in the face.

Even, a strange idea popped up in my mind, wanting to ask Mr. Fu if he would like to come and have dinner with them.

But after thinking about it, the dinner tonight is to celebrate the planning case passing the first trial of the competition, so it would be too strange for Mr. Fu to come.

Moreover, Mr. Fu probably wouldn't like to dine with so many people.

Just as she was thinking, a soft female voice suddenly came from the phone: "Sir, take a look at this necklace. This necklace is our new designer model..."

Gu Xiaoman was taken aback, curled up his circled fingers, subconsciously sat up straight, and blurted out: "Sir, are you shopping?"

"Ah."

Fu Wenyao's deep and magnetic voice sounded, and the voice was calm and calm.

Gu Xiaoman couldn't figure out his emotions for a while, and waited for him to continue without making a sound, but Mr. Fu didn't speak again for a long time. She was in an inexplicable bad mood, and she pursed her mouth and said, "Then I won't bother you, Bye."

Hearing the displeasure in her tone, a smile appeared in Fu Wenyao's calm eyes, his eyes fell on the pink diamond necklace recommended by the shopping guide, and he responded lightly: "Okay."

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

good what good?

Is it just that important to buy a necklace? !
She hung up the phone with a "snap", and she didn't even like the mobile phone, so she simply threw it into her bag, out of sight and out of mind.

From the time she lived with Mr. Fu until now, all the clothes, bags, shoes and jewelry were directly sent by the brand.

Every month, the brand will bring new product albums to the house, and sometimes they will bring new models directly to choose on the spot. She always thought that it was because Mr. Fu didn’t like shopping. Unexpectedly, she made a phone call and heard Mr. Fu is shopping for a necklace.

She has never seen Mr. Fu wearing a necklace, so she can only buy it for girls.

The only women around Mr. Fu are Mrs. Fu, himself and Xiaoyi.

Madam Fu?
Impossible, the last time Mr. Fu had such an argument with Mrs. Fu, it couldn't be Mrs. Fu's.

It is even more impossible for Xiaoyi, who is still so small, there is no need to wear a necklace at all.

Is it yourself?
Impossible, there are still many unopened necklaces from brands at home. She just told Mr. Fu yesterday that in the future, don't let brands send new models every month. Many of them have not been worn, which is a waste of resources.

Mr. Fu also agreed to her, why would he take the initiative to buy her a necklace?
Who else could that be?
Could it be that there are other women around Mr. Fu?

As soon as this thought appeared, her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and she frowned uncomfortably.

She shook her head, got rid of the messy thoughts in her mind, forced herself not to think about it, and worked hard.

Seeing the time on the computer, the lips as soft as rose petals collapsed into a line, and the mouse clicked to open the mailbox, thinking angrily.

It's almost time to get off work, shouldn't Mr. Fu be on his way to pick him up at this time?Why is it still in the mall now?
She spent the last half hour absent-mindedly, and when it was time to get off work, she immediately took her bag and got up and walked out of the office.

The restaurant where the dinner was held in the evening was something that many people had always wanted to go to but were not willing to go. Everyone was obviously absent-minded throughout the afternoon, and they were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han.

As soon as the hour arrived, Hulala packed up his things and excitedly gathered to discuss how to get to the restaurant.

As soon as Gu Xiaoman came out of the office, she met the excited eyes of a group of people. She was startled, and immediately smiled, and asked the little assistant lightly.

"Has the location of the restaurant been posted in the group?"

"It's gone." The little assistant nodded with a smile, "Director, you can take my car."

"Well, okay, sorry to bother you."

Gu Xiaoman nodded and followed her to the elevator.

Thinking about Fu Wenyao's purchase of the necklace, the smile on her lips gradually faded away.

As soon as he walked to the elevator door, Zhao Jiarong's eccentric voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Director Gu is so stern, isn't it because he loves money? Don't boast about such a big sea if you don't want to. I don't know, I thought it was us." What forced you to ask?"

Gu Xiaoman's heart was full of anger and he had nowhere to vent it, so he glanced at her coldly.

"Why do your eyes look bad when it's still bright? I'll order you a separate serving of blueberry yam later, to make up your eyes."

Zhao Jiarong choked at what she said, her expression was very bad, she clenched her fists and said, "I don't care about money, but your face is still so ugly, could it be that you were abandoned?"

Gu Xiaoman's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stabbed Zhao Jiarong like an ice blade.

"It's not your turn to talk about my private affairs."

Zhao Jiarong's scalp was numb from her look, but she heard the sound like a dog smelling blood, and opened its mouth wide to bite.

"Could it be true? How long has it been since Mr. Fu got tired of you?"

There was a smug smile on her face, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she might have just smiled.

"That's right, for a watery woman like you, Mr. Fu has only been fresh for a few days, and he really regards himself as a character."

The anger in my heart was released a lot, but Gu Xiaoman calmed down instead, and said casually: "It's really healed and the scars are forgotten. It seems that the few days in prison haven't given you a long memory."

When mentioning the matter of being detained in front of so many people, Zhao Jiarong's face suddenly darkened, and he clenched his fists and glared fiercely at Gu Xiaoman.

"you!……"

The elevator door just opened, Gu Xiaoman turned and walked into the elevator without looking at her.

The little assistant walked into the elevator as quickly as a quail with his head down.

Zhao Jiarong also walked towards the elevator with a gloomy face. She had just stepped on the elevator with one foot when Gu Xiaoman suddenly gave her a cool look.

"Go down!"

"Why?!"

Zhao Jiarong's face was so ugly, "Is your name written on this elevator? Why do you let me go down?!"

With that said, she walked into the elevator and cast an arrogant glance at Gu Xiaoman.

"Drip drip drip..."

The elevator suddenly heard a sharp overloading sound, Zhao Jiarong's face turned red and then pale, and then stood there awkwardly, unable to respond for a while.

Gu Xiaoman looked at her coldly, and reprimanded: "Go down!"

"Yeah, go down quickly, didn't you see the overload!"

"I told you to go down just now, but I came up again by myself. I really don't know what you think?"

"Maybe I thought I was as light as a swallow, hahahahaha."

Whispering discussions pierced into the eardrums, Zhao Jiarong gritted her teeth angrily, but there was nothing she could do, she could only stare at Gu Xiaoman viciously, and got out of the elevator in humiliation.

The elevator door closed slowly in front of her eyes, and Zhao Jiarong was so angry that she poked the button of the elevator desperately.

The other people who also didn't get on the elevator twitched the corners of their mouths and moved back silently, for fear of being angered.