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

Seeing the undisguised worry in Gu Xiaoman's eyes, Shen Jing wanted to say everything impulsively, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

The fingers holding the document were too hard, the fingertips turned white, and the nails pierced the palm, causing sharp pain.

Shen Jing lowered his eyelids, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes.Taking a deep breath, she looked up with a smile, "It's really all right, Miss Xiaoman, if there is nothing else, I'll go out first."

Facing her smile, Gu Xiaoman didn't let go of the worries in his heart.

Zhao Jiarong is willful, arrogant and selfish.After being so angry about Kai Dan's incident, she asked for another week's leave, so there was no guarantee that Zhao Jiarong would not vent her anger on Shen Jing.

A little annoyed at his lack of thoughtfulness, Gu Xiaoman looked at Shen Jing worriedly, and said seriously: "If Zhao Jiarong makes things difficult for you in private, you must say it and don't bury it in your heart, you know?"

Gu Xiaoman looked vigilant, and Shen Jing laughed out loud with a relaxed tone.

"Miss Xiaoman, I'm really fine. Deputy Director Zhao only came back to work last Friday. It's only been two days. What can she do to me?"

Hearing what she said, Gu Xiaoman felt relieved a little, "It's fine if you have nothing to do, go get busy and send me a message if you have anything to do."

"Well, I see, I'm going out first."

Turning around quietly, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and a deep sadness appeared in his eyes.

It is precisely because of Miss Xiaoman's tenderness and kindness that she can't speak out, and she can't drag Miss Xiaoman down.

Sitting down at the work station tiredly, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice, it was Zhao Jiarong's message.

In the office, Gu Xiaoman looked at Shen Jing through the window worriedly, and saw that she was serious about her work, so she felt a little relieved and continued with the work in hand.

Half an hour later, Gu Xiaoman was notified that everyone in the design department had a meeting.

The notification was urgent, without explaining the content of the meeting, Gu Xiaoman took the computer and hurried out of the office.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Zhao Jiarong who was passing by the door.

It's only been a week, Zhao Jiarong looks like she's lost a whole lot of weight, and the frontal bone on her face has become more and more obvious, making her look a little bit harsh.

Zhao Jiarong gave her a disgusted look, raised her chin, and said arrogantly: "Gu Xiaoman, let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

Gu Xiaoman looked over coldly, and said in a cold tone, "Don't worry, you should worry more about yourself, don't be sent to prison again."

As soon as she heard the word "prison", Zhao Jiarong's expression immediately changed. She suddenly thought of something, and she straightened her hair with a weird smile on her lips.

"Gu Xiaoman, you have all this time, why don't you care more about your wild..."

Before he could finish the word Ye Zhong, Zhao Jiarong was shocked by Gu Xiaoman's sharp gaze, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

The scene of being beaten and humiliated in the prison suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhao Jiarong's eyes flashed with a vicious light.

She curled her lips and sneered, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. You have such vicious thoughts at a young age. Don't become a murderer when you grow up."

"Jiarong Zhao!"

Gu Xiaoman's eyes were cold and cold, and his eyes were like sharp blades that shot straight at Zhao Jiarong, "If you can't manage your mouth well, I don't mind doing it for you."

Zhao Jiarong's scalp was numb, she took two steps back subconsciously, and glared fiercely at Gu Xiaoman, "It's just a female cousin, you won't be arrogant for long."