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

He leaned over and kissed Gu Xiaoman's smooth forehead, his voice was low and domineering.

"Xiao Xiao, you are mine, and mine alone."

The man's moist thin lips were almost attached to the tip of her ear, and his warm breath sprayed against her ear, and the tip of Gu Xiaoman's ear seemed to be scalded, scorching hot.

Her white and slender hands firmly grabbed Fu Wenyao's clothes, she blushed and hid back, reminding the man in a low voice.

"Husband, this is the office, and someone will see it."

Seeing that Xiaojiao's wife was just shy and didn't refute the meaning of his words, Fu Wenyao's thin lips curled slightly, and he let go of Gu Xiaoman who was about to dig a hole to bury him in a good mood.

He got up, took two steps back, raised his hand to hold Gu Xiaoman's hand, and picked up the small medicine box on the table with the other hand.

"Okay, let's go to the hospital to check your wound."

Gu Xiaoman supported his hand to get up, and looked suspiciously at the wound on his arm that had been treated.

"Hasn't the wound been treated? Why do you need to go to the hospital?"

When mentioning her wound, the smile on the corner of Fu Wenyao's mouth was slightly suppressed, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the bottom of his long and narrow dark eyes.

"I just treated the wound for you briefly, I still need to ask the doctor to take a look, in case something else was painted on the knife."

As he spoke, his deep voice was suddenly mixed with a cold sternness.

"Also, I need to do an injury appraisal, so that she can pay the price!"

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman blinked a little guilty, took Fu Wenyao's hand and scratched his palm coquettishly, trying to make the man not be so angry.

She really didn't expect Zhao Jiarong to go crazy like that, to pounce on him with a knife in front of so many reporters.

Originally, she could have escaped, but the public security staff happened to enter the venue. Only when she was really injured, could Zhao Jiarong be charged with intentional injury.

Now that Zhao Jiarong has this heart, and even took action, he should pay the price for his actions!

Just making public what Zhao Jiarong has done before is too cheap for her!
Mr. Fu knew what was said in the barrage. He must have been watching the live broadcast on the way here, and he would definitely find out that she was injured on purpose.

Now Mr. Fu is thinking about the injury on her arm, so he won't do anything to her. I'm afraid that when he returns to Bishuiwan, he will definitely settle accounts later.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoman raised his delicate face and smiled flatteringly at Fu Wenyao.

She coquettishly shook the hands of the two holding each other, and said softly: "Okay, listen to my husband. Whatever my husband says is what he says."

Seeing that she was trying to be obedient on purpose, Fu Wenyao snorted coldly in an unclear manner. Although he was very happy in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

In order to punish others, the little thing even took the initiative to hit the knife's edge. This kind of behavior must be corrected!
Seeing Fu Wenyao's unmoved look, Gu Xiaoman sighed inwardly, followed Fu Wenyao obediently out of the office with his head drooping.

After the staff collected evidence in Gu Xiaoman's office, they took Zhao Jiarong away.

The melons have already left, and the people who eat melons in the work area have also dispersed.

The reporters also left, leaving only one police officer waiting to take Gu Xiaoman to the hospital for an injury assessment.

Seeing Gu Xiaoman coming out, the staff immediately greeted him.

"Miss Gu Xiaoman, we need you to go to the hospital for an injury appraisal."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Gu Xiaoman responded lightly, and followed the staff towards the elevator.

Du Mingyu's voice suddenly came from beside him: "Xiao Man, the injury on your arm is fine. I never thought that Jia Rong would lose her head for a moment and do something impulsive to hurt you."

Gu Xiaoman paused and looked at Du Mingyu in surprise.

Du Mingyu's face was sincere, and there was a trace of guilt in his expression, so he couldn't tell if it was true or false.

Gu Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, really surprised by Du Mingyu's behavior.

Before Zhao Jiarong and Du Mingyu's secretary got into a fight in the office, almost the entire company knew that Du Mingyu's secretary was his mistress.

Gu Xiaoman thought that Du Mingyu was just using Zhao Jiarong and had no sincerity towards Zhao Jiarong.

So, now that Du Mingyu was obviously speaking for Zhao Jiarong, she was a little surprised.

Could it be that Du Mingyu felt guilty towards Zhao Jiarong because he brought up the press meeting on his own initiative?
Or, does Du Mingyu still have something to ask for from Zhao Jiarong?
Also, the senior management of the AG headquarters has decided to disband the branch in Ningcheng within this year.

There is another trouble today, I am afraid that the dissolution will speed up the progress.

Once the branch company is dissolved, Du Mingyu will have to find another home.Although the Zhao family was not considered a wealthy family, Zhao Zhibin had always loved Zhao Jiarong very much, and was willing to spend part of the money to open a small company for Zhao Jiarong to make Zhao Jiarong happy.

According to Zhao Jiarong's idea of ​​love, maybe the company will be given to Du Mingyu after changing hands.

Looking at it this way, it is understandable for Du Mingyu to intercede for Zhao Jiarong when he knew that Zhao Jiarong had stolen her plan.

Gu Xiaoman curled his lips mockingly, and just as he was about to speak, Fu Wenyao who was standing beside her had already spoken before her.

"Dizzy for a while?"

Fu Wenyao cast a condescending glance at Du Mingyu, the temperature around him suddenly dropped several degrees, his dark and deep eyes were filled with coldness, and his expression was worried.

A coldness climbed all the way up the spine, and a layer of cold sweat instantly oozed from Du Mingyu's back.

The whole person seemed to be stared at by a ferocious beast, frozen in place and unable to move.

He swallowed, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, laughed dryly, and said with trepidation: "Yes, I made a mistake. No, no..."

But Fu Wenyao didn't have the patience to listen to him continue talking, and led Gu Xiaoman away.

When he got into the car, Fu Wenyao's expression was still ugly.

Gu Xiaoman quietly moved towards Fu Wenyao's side, and didn't stop until their legs were close together.

She hooked Fu Wenyao's palm uneasily, turned sideways and leaned in front of Fu Wenyao, and carefully smoothed Fu Wenyao's hair.

"Honey, don't be angry..."

Fu Wenyao remained silent, leaned back with a cold face, closed his eyes, and the cold aura around him was greatly reduced.

He refused to communicate and was still angry.

Gu Xiaoman opened his mouth, knowing he was wrong, he didn't dare to disturb him, bit his lip, and nestled pitifully into Fu Wenyao's arms.

The little face rubbed against Fu Wenyao's chest habitually, Fu Wenyao subconsciously let go of her hand, put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for two seconds, lying in Fu Wenyao's arms and rolling his eyes with a smile.

Mr. Fu is really, he said no, but his body is very honest.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor bandaged Gu Xiaoman's wound again. Under Fu Wenyao's murderous eyes, he reassured that the wound on Gu Xiaoman's arm was just a normal scratch, so he didn't need a tetanus shot, don't lift heavy objects, and don't touch the water. It will heal in a few days.