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

"Let's go out first. Miss Gu can just ring the bed bell if there is anything to do."

The nurse carefully put the box on the table, and smiled sweetly at Gu Xiaoman.

Gu Xiaoman nodded, and sat on the sofa in a daze, almost suspecting that he was not in the hospital but in the hotel.

She never knew that next to the ICU, there would be a suite for patients' family members to rest.

As for why she can live here tonight, it must have been arranged by that Mr. Fu.

Turning his head to look at the big box on the table, Gu Xiaoman sighed deeply.

This favor really owes more and more...

The few dishes in the lunch box were almost all her favorites, Gu Xiaoman was startled, feeling complicated.

Also, how could such a person marry someone else casually.

But, what is it about me that impresses Mr. Fu?
Gu Xiaoman thought about it all night but couldn't figure out the reason, and fell asleep drowsily with doubts.

……

When the alarm clock rang, Gu Xiaoman mumbled and turned over to continue sleeping, when the phone on the table suddenly buzzed.

She frowned and answered the phone with a lazy voice: "Hello?"

Hearing the confusion in her tone, knowing that she was still asleep, Fu Wenyao let go of the mouse, got up and walked to the window.

"In half an hour, the driver will be waiting for you downstairs."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, which made Gu Xiaoman's ears itch a little. She snorted and blurted out without thinking: "You made a wrong call."

Immediately afterwards, he muttered again, "The voice is quite nice."

There was no sound from the other side for a while, Gu Xiaoman thought that the other party had hung up, hugging the quilt and was about to continue the previous sweet dream, when a man's voice came from the phone again.

"I'm Fu Wenyao."

Fu Wenyao?
Fu Wenyao!
The sleepy bug was frightened away, Gu Xiaoman sat up and woke up completely.

"Mr. Fu?"

"Ah."

There was a hint of a smile in Fu Wenyao's voice, "It's not easy to take a taxi at the hospital in the morning rush hour. The driver will be downstairs in half an hour."

Gu Xiaoman was startled, caught off guard by Fu Wenyao's actions, she couldn't help but ask the question in her heart.

"why?"

Fearing that Fu Wenyao would not understand what she meant, Gu Xiaoman added, "Yesterday's dinner, clothes, and today's driver, Mr. Fu, why did you do this."

"I thought you were going to ask me last night."

Gu Xiaoman twisted the blanket in his hand, and said seriously: "I don't have your phone number."

Fu Wenyao hesitated, "You can consider the contract slowly, but it does not prevent you from enjoying Mrs. Fu's benefits in advance."

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

She said helplessly: "Mr. Fu should never have a contract that he couldn't sign."

Who would refuse such a fierce and gentle attack.

Fu Wenyao hooked his lips, "Yes?"

Gu Xiaoman did not answer his question directly, but asked the biggest doubt in his heart, "Why me? With Mr. Fu's status and wealth, there should be no shortage of choices. Why, why is it me?"

When this question was finally asked, Gu Xiaoman was not as relaxed as he imagined, instead he held his heart and waited for Fu Wenyao's answer.

She breathed lightly, tightened her hands twisting the blanket, nervously waiting for the other party's answer.

However, there was no sound coming from the phone for a long time.

After a long silence, Gu Xiaoman hooked his lips helplessly, gave up this silent tug-of-war, and was about to speak, but the other party's answer came from the phone.

"You'll find out later."