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

Uncle Jiang looked blankly at the empty bedroom, still a little sleepy, and muttered to himself, "Yeah, where's the person?"

Fu Wenyao tugged on his tie irritably, exuding a cold breath all over his body, and his voice was so low that it could freeze people in place.

"Are you asking me?"

His voice was deep and deep, and the air pressure around his body was more freezing than ice in nine cold days.

Uncle Jiang shuddered, fully awake, and frantically looked around the room.

"I was fine last night, why, why did the person disappear after waking up?"

Fu Wenyao glanced at Uncle Jiang with cold eyes, frowned, took out his cell phone and called Gu Xiaoman.

The cold voice of the robot quickly came from the receiver: "Hi, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Fu Wenyao's narrow eyes rolled darkly, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and his complexion was unprecedentedly gloomy.

very good!

Dare to block his phone, the little courage is really getting bigger and bigger!

During his phone calls, Uncle Jiang searched every corner of the room, and even opened the cabinets in the cloakroom to check carefully one by one.

Finally, finally found a note on the bedside table.

Uncle Jiang's eyes lit up immediately, he didn't even look at the contents of the note, he walked up to Fu Wenyao in two or three steps, and handed the note over.

"Young Master, there is no sign of a fight in the room. Young Mistress should have left by herself. This seems to be a note she left for you."

Hearing this, Fu Wenyao took the note with his slender fingers, read the message on it clearly, and the temperature of his whole body suddenly dropped several degrees.

Seeing that his face was even more ugly, Uncle Jiang carefully glanced at the note in Fu Wenyao's hand, and seeing the content clearly, his temples jumped up.

Sure enough, the young mistress is still angry!

Fu Wenyao pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said heavily: "Who has come to see Xiaoxiao recently?"

When Uncle Jiang heard this, he poured beans in a hurry, and told the story of Mrs. Fu and Ye Manni coming to Bishuiwan yesterday.

Hearing that Mrs. Fu seemed to have given Xiao Xiao some document, Fu Wenyao frowned, and a dark light flashed across his cold eyes.

"Where is the contract?"

Uncle Jiang frowned and thought about it for a long time before he managed to remember it, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be in the drawer of the coffee table."

Fu Wenyao turned around and strode downstairs, calling Tao Yan while walking.

Over there, as soon as Tao Yan got out of the car, he received a call from Fu Wenyao before he stepped into the elevator.

He immediately went to the window to answer the phone.

"Go and find out where Xiaoxiao is right now."

Tao Yan was stunned for two seconds, his body responded faster than his brain, "Okay, sir."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and walked to the stairwell, ordering to go down while climbing the stairs.

Fu Wenyao hurried downstairs, found the contract in the drawer, and scanned it at a glance. The air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

The living room was unusually quiet, and the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

The servants lowered their heads and silently dealt with the work in hand, not daring to show their breath.

Ever since the young mistress came to Bishuiwan, it seems that the young master has never been so angry.

They almost forgot how terrible it is for the young master to get angry.

Fu Wenyao casually threw the contract on the table, stood up with a cold face and strode out the door.

Uncle Jiang has been paying attention to his actions, seeing that he is about to go out, thinking that he guessed where the young mistress went, he stepped forward with a smile.

"Master, when you see the young mistress, you must coax the young mistress well. After the old lady came yesterday, the young mistress was in a bad mood, and she didn't even eat dinner tonight..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Wenyao bowed and sat in the car with a cold and deep voice.

"Who told you that I was looking for Xiao Xiao?"

Uncle Jiang was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously asked: "Ah? Didn't you go to find the young mistress?"

Fu Wenyao snorted coldly.

The driver walked over quickly and closed the door respectfully.

Uncle Jiang stood where he was, staring blankly at the black Maybach galloping away.

He didn't figure it out until he couldn't see the car anymore.

If the young master didn't go to find the young mistress, where did he go?
Before the Maybach arrived at the villa area where Mrs. Fu lived, Tao Yan had already received news.

"Sir, Madam seems to have taken the car of Ms. Ye's driver to the airport yesterday morning, and directly bought the nearest flight to the imperial capital."

"Imperial Capital?"

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the knee a few times, and the man's handsome and deep face was cold and deep.

"Yes, Ms. Ye doesn't know why. She went to the imperial capital some time ago and bought a real estate in the imperial capital. Madam is now living in the real estate purchased by Ms. Ye."

After Tao Yan finished speaking, he didn't hear Fu Wenyao's answer for a long time.

A suffocating silence spread through the receiver.

Tao Yan took a deep breath and took the initiative to probe, "Sir, do I need to buy you the earliest flight ticket?"

There was another silence on the phone, and after a long time, Fu Wenyao's cold and mellow voice came again.

"Being not."

Tao Yan's eyes widened in surprise, not sure what Fu Wenyao was thinking.

Obviously, it was to surprise his wife that he kept compressing his working hours. He rushed back from abroad in a hurry. On the way back, he was still thinking about buying his wife's favorite pastries.

Filled with joy, he rushed to nothing, and the husband is not in a hurry to find his wife?
This is so abnormal!

Wait, Ma'am is in... the imperial capital now?
Tao Yan sat up straight suddenly, and quickly opened several recent emails. Seeing that the two had returned to the imperial capital recently, Tao Yan was so shocked that his eyes widened.

What is this?
Is there a hidden traction between blood ties?

Mr. obviously doesn't want Madam and those two to meet for the time being, so why is he not in a hurry now that Madam and those two are in the imperial capital?

Could there be anything more important than this?
While Tao Yan was puzzled, the black Maybach slowly drove into the garage of the villa.

The butler quickly came in from the door and walked into the living room with a smile.

"Madam, Master Wen Yao is here."

The old lady was inviting Ye Manni to drink tea, her eyes lit up when she heard this, and a deep smile appeared on her face.

"This child, why are you here at this time. I don't know if I have breakfast?"

She said, turning her head and telling Yuqing, "Go, let the kitchen prepare a few more breakfasts that Wen Yao likes to eat."

After a brief surprise, Yuqing nodded beamingly and hurried to the kitchen.

Ye Manni was holding a teacup, her heart was pounding non-stop, and there was only one thought in her mind.

Brother Yao is here!
Brother Yao, this is, did you come to see the old lady as soon as you returned to China?
Fortunately, she wanted to come this morning to put some eye drops on the old lady, but unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, brother Yao also came.

She and Brother Yao are really destined to each other.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came from the door. Ye Manni put down the teacup with trembling hands, and looked towards the door with a smile on her lips.