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

Just as Fu Wenyao left the room, he bumped into Uncle Jiang who was walking over.

"Master, Tao Yan is here."

"Ah."

Fu Wenyao's aura suddenly rose, and the murderous aura raged in the corridor. Uncle Jiang sighed, but finally said nothing.

Hearing the sound of pattering footsteps, Tao Yan raised his head, just in time to meet Fu Wenyao's piercing eyes, his palms became cold, and the cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

Fu Wenyao's voice was cold, "Have you found it?"

Tao Yan nodded, stepped forward and respectfully said: "A new deputy director came up to the Public Security Bureau. He collected money and released a few more people. After he came out, the nurses went to the small courtyard to make trouble. I gave her money to appease her. The driver who took his wife away was a serial murderer who demanded 4000cc of panda blood. When we arrived, he ran away..."

Before Tao Yan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Fu Wenyao's tyrannical black eyes, and immediately fell silent.

He bowed his head, froze in place, and his body was chilling.

Fu Wenyao went downstairs silently, striding towards the door.

Guessing that he was going to meet those people, Tao Yan followed quickly with a bitter face.

The driver had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing Fu Wenyao coming out, he respectfully opened the door.

Tao Yan got into the car, and the black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away like an arrow.

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Tao Yan took out the phone and quickly glanced at it.

The text message was sent by Bai Yujie, "Is Brother Fu really not coming? Really? Really? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Seeing the series of shocking exclamation marks, Tao Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, sympathizing with him very much in his heart, but he still replied the text message cruelly: "Well, I won't be here in a short time."

The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing, Tao Yan sat up straight, with a trace of exhaustion on his face.

The situation in country S was better than expected. The husband happened to have a personal relationship with the president who just took office. The three of them worked overtime and worked all night to stabilize the situation.

At this time, the DNA test results came out suddenly, and the husband only glanced at it, and was about to return home immediately.

Bai Yujie cried with snot and tears, wishing he could tie Fu Wenyao to Country S with a rope.

The bitter plan didn't work, Bai Yujie pulled Tao Yan in a broken heart, and repeatedly said that Fu Wenyao is a foolish king, as long as there are beauties and no country.

It was also the first time Tao Yan saw such an irrational Fu Wenyao, but he didn't dare to persuade him.

As soon as he got off the plane, the husband received a call from his wife.

Tao Yan was completely stunned when he learned that his wife had been kidnapped, and suddenly remembered a sentence: Everything is arranged by fate.

……

Obsidian Underground Club.

Fu Wenyao was like a god of death walking out of hell, with a gloomy complexion and dark eyes.

The manager respectfully handed over an exquisite silver mask, lowered his head and said, "You are on the eighteenth floor."

Fu Wenyao put on the mask silently, and strode into the exclusive elevator.

Tao Yan casually took a white mask and put it on, followed by the elevator.

All the way up to the eighteenth floor.

The eighteenth floor is the "punishment room" of the underground club, which is taken from the eighteenth floor of hell, and the punishments inside are cruel and bloody.

Going straight into room No.18, Fu Wenyao put on his gloves slowly, leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and looked indifferently at the nurse who was tied to the rack.

"Woooo..."

After the nurse was brought in, the room was completely dark, with no light or even sound.