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

Gu Xiaoman's mind is full of Xiaoyi, and she doesn't know whether her Xiaoyi will be afraid when she is alone in a strange environment, whether she has eaten dinner or cried.Didn't notice what the driver said at all.

Half an hour later, Gu Xiaoman staggered out of the car and was about to rush out in panic.

Uncle Jiang, who was walking towards him, was taken aback by her pale face, frowned and stepped forward to stop Gu Xiaoman, who seemed to be in a very bad state.

"Young lady, what happened?"

Gu Xiaoman's eyes were red, he suddenly thought of something, and grabbed Uncle Jiang's arm.

"Uncle Jiang, where is Mr. Fu? Is Mr. Fu at home?"

"Yes, sir came back an hour and a half ago, and..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him flashed past, Gu Xiaoman had already let go of him, and trotted towards the living room.

Uncle Jiang looked at the driver who got out of the car in bewilderment, "What's the matter, Young Mistress?"

The driver also looked blank, "Before I came back, the young lady answered the phone. It seems that a three-year-old girl named Xiaoyi has returned to China?"

"A three-year-old girl? Isn't that the one that Mr. brought back?"

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Gu Xiaoman rushed into the living room, ran all the way to Fu Wenyao, panicked and said: "Mr. Fu, can you help me?"

Fu Wenyao raised his eyes, bumped into the girl's panicked and desperate eyes, touched her red eye sockets, his eyes sank instantly, and casually threw the magazine in his hand on the table, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Who bullied you?"

After the words were finished, a childish voice suddenly broke in, full of joy.

"Mommy."

Before Gu Xiaoman came back to his senses, someone hugged her calf, and Xiaoyi rubbed against her leg softly.

"Mum, I miss you so much, why did you come back?"

The warm touch spread into the body through the clothes, Gu Xiaoman lowered his head in disbelief, just in time to meet Xiaoyi's innocent and lovely big eyes.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Yi curled her lips and wrinkled her nose aggrievedly, "Mummy, don't you like Xiao Yi anymore, you don't even hug Xiao Yi."

The hand hanging by her side quietly pinched her thigh, the sharp pain made her scalp tingle, but she breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as her legs went limp, she was about to fall down and sit down unsteadily.

Suddenly a strong arm stretched out from the side, and Gu Xiaoman staggered and sat on his lap.

Seeing this, Xiaoyi pursed her mouth and gave Fu Wenyao a hard look, "You, let go of my mommy, don't play hooligans! Mommy..."

Xiao Yi turned his face and saw Gu Xiao's face full of tears, Xiao Luobo's head froze in place for an instant, pulled the tissue in a panic and crawled onto the sofa.

"Little, what's wrong with you, don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault..."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Wenyao guessed the reason for Gu Xiaoman's panic. He frowned, let go of his hand, let Gu Xiaoman sit on the sofa, and bent down to hug the bewildered Xiaoyi onto the sofa. Gu Xiaoman's hair.

"She bumped into me as soon as she got off the plane, and she has already had dinner at the villa."

Finally let go of his heart, Gu Xiaoman covered his face with his hands, tears kept flowing from between his fingers, his small face was wrinkled, and the tears poured down desperately.

Uncle Jiang watched with distress, and wanted to go forward but because Fu Wenyao was by the sofa, he could only hold back his distress.

After venting all the flustered and helpless emotions, Gu Xiaoman finally let go of his hand with sobs.