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

Xiao Yi nestled in Fu Wenyao's arms, listening carefully to Fu Wenyao's reading, with his calf swaying leisurely.

Fu Wenyao spoke earnestly, with a deep voice, and touched Xiao Yi's head from time to time. The interaction between the two was intimate and natural, like a biological father and daughter.

Inexplicably thinking of Ye Siyu's previous words in his mind, Gu Xiaoman paused, leaning on the railing to carefully observe the appearance of Xiaoyi and Fu Wenyao.

I don't know if it was because of psychological problems, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Xiao Yi's eyebrows and eyes looked like Fu Wenyao.

Could that person three years ago be Fu Wenyao?

Could it be that Fu Wenyao helped her again and again because of what happened three years ago?
That's why she was chosen to sign that contract?That's why after Xiaoyi showed up, they were asked to live in the villa?

What exactly does Fu Wenyao want to do?
Could it be to take Xiao Yi away?

Going through the details of getting along with Fu Wenyao after returning to China in his mind, Gu Xiaoman became more and more frightened as he thought about it. His white hands were tightly grasping the railing, and his fingertips turned white because of too much force.

No, Xiaoyi is her child, and it can only be hers alone.

No one can take Xiao Yi away from her!

The eyelids were slightly retracted, covering the panic deep in the pupils, and when he raised his head, Gu Xiaoman's face had already returned to calm.

She gracefully walked towards the sofa, and said softly, "Xiao Yi, come, come to Mommy."

As if seeing Gu Xiaoman just now, there was a moment of confusion in his small eyes, and he shrank back into Fu Wenyao's arms, shaking his head coquettishly.

"No, Uncle Fu's story is not over yet."

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Gu Xiaoman's face was a little ugly, and his heart became more and more vigilant.

Seeing her pale face, Fu Wenyao frowned, closed the book, patted Xiaoyi's butt, and carried her off the sofa.

"Let's talk about it next time."

After finishing speaking, his cold eyes fell on Gu Xiaoman, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Gu Xiaoman shook his head, staring intently at Xiao Yi who was sticking to Fu Wenyao's side, and stood stubbornly where he was.

"Xiaoyi, come to Mommy."

Xiao Yi tilted his head to look at her, then looked up at Fu Wenyao.

Fu Wenyao patted her head with a gentle voice, "Go."

Xiao Yi smiled and rolled her eyes, and threw herself into Gu Xiaoman's arms.

Hugging Xiao Yi tightly, Gu Xiaoman's heart finally fell, and he fondled her head fondly, a little annoyed that she didn't come over immediately.

"Why, you need Uncle Fu's consent before you can come to Mommy's place?"

Hearing the sourness in Gu Xiaoman's tone, Fu Wenyao raised his eyebrows with a gloomy expression.

Xiaoyi rubbed against Gu Xiaoman's neck, giggled, "Mummy, are you jealous again?"

Gu Xiaoman unconsciously glanced at Fu Wenyao, his cheeks were flushed, and he slapped Xiao Yi's butt in fear.

"Why are you jealous? Your Uncle Fu is so busy. Don't bother Uncle Fu in the future."

Xiao Yi broke free from her arms, tilted his head to look at her, and said aggrievedly, "Huh? But, Wo likes listening to Uncle Fu tell stories, and Uncle Fu also likes Xiao Yi very much."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Fu Wenyao, "Right, Uncle Fu?"

Fu Wenyao looked at one big and one small seriously, and nodded under Gu Xiaoman's vigilant look: "Yeah."

Xiaoyi proudly raised his chin at Gu Xiaoman, and said in a taunting tone, "Look, Uncle Fu likes nests very much!"

Gu Xiaoman glared at her angrily, feeling very angry.

This is how big it is, and the elbows start to turn outwards!