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

After hanging up the phone, Gu Xiaoman realized that half an hour had passed since the end of get off work.

She suddenly understood why Fu Wenyao let her go down just now.

isn't it?
Fu Wenyao came to pick her up from get off work? !

Is the sun coming out from the west today?Or is there something wrong in this man's mind?Why did you suddenly come to pick her up from get off work?

Thinking that Fu Wenyao was downstairs, Gu Xiaoman's mood, which had been depressed just now, immediately improved, and he even felt a little impatient.

She took her bag and walked towards the elevator with red ears.

"Miss Xiaoman?" Shen Jing was waiting for the elevator, when she saw Gu Xiaoman approaching with a smile on her lips, and winked at her teasingly, "Your boyfriend is here to pick you up? Why are you so happy?"

Gu Xiaoman glared at her coquettishly, "Ah, what boyfriend? Not a boyfriend."

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman's ears were getting redder, Shen Jing said meaningfully: "It's not the boyfriend, it's the husband."

Although she and Fu Wenyao were married by agreement, legally speaking, Fu Wenyao is indeed her...husband.

Thinking of this title, Gu Xiaoman's face turned red.

Just when the elevator arrived, she hurried into the elevator and changed the subject stiffly, "By the way, how is your brother's illness?"

Shen Jing walked into the elevator, and was startled when he heard the words. He didn't know what he thought of, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"It's okay, I've had surgery, I just need to rest well."

"That's good." Gu Xiaoman gave her a loving look, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, the reimbursement ratio of medical insurance and social security is quite high now. By the way, have you bought insurance for your brother? If you buy insurance , and you can report some more, and your pressure will be less."

Shen Jing looked down at the number on the floor on the elevator panel, pursed her lips, and said with difficulty: "I didn't buy insurance. I didn't have the consciousness to buy insurance before he got sick. But it doesn't matter, I'm fine now."

The ends of her eyes were a little moist, but she tilted her head and smiled to herself.

Inexplicably, Gu Xiaoman thought of himself when he was abroad, and couldn't help rubbing her head lightly.

"If you need my help, just ask. You should have heard that I just inherited a fortune."

"Miss Xiaoman, in fact, many people believe in you..."

"Ding……"

The elevator door opened, Gu Xiaoman stepped out of the elevator quickly, and smiled at Shen Jing, "It's okay, you don't need to comfort me, I didn't really care about their opinions. Someone is waiting for me, so I'll go first."

Her tone was brisk, and there was a smile and anticipation in her bright eyes, and her calm and depressed mood also improved, she nodded with a smile.

"Well, miss Xiaoman, let's go."

Gu Xiaoman nodded, turned around and walked towards the familiar car at the gate.

Standing quietly at the same spot, looking at Gu Xiaoman's cheerful back, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

The phone vibrated suddenly. She picked it up and looked at the screen. Seeing that it was Bai Yujie calling, she pursed her lips and hung up.

Gu Xiaoman almost jogged over, and when he got into the car, he realized that his breathing was a little short.

The temperature inside the car was very high. As soon as she sat down, beads of sweat started to soak on her forehead.

"Why did you pick me up from get off work today?"

Her tone was brisk, and her bright eyes were smiling, as if they were full of bright stars.

It was rare to see the delicate appearance of the little wife. Fu Wenyao's deep eyes fell on the tip of her nose, and he stretched out his thumb to wipe off the sweat from the tip of her nose.

"You... how do you use your hands, how dirty."

Gu Xiaoman froze, blushing with shame, and quickly took out a tissue from his bag and handed it over.

She moved too fast and accidentally brought out the court summons, and a thin piece of paper flew onto Fu Wenyao's lap.

Gu Xiaoman's shoulders suddenly tightened, and he reached out to grab the piece of paper.

Sensing her nervousness, Fu Wenyao raised his eyebrows, and picked up the paper on his lap faster than her.

Scanning the content on the paper, his deep eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered, showing displeasure, and the aura around him suddenly burst out.

Gu Xiaoman swallowed, his mind was dazed, he stumbled and said: "I... I only received it in the afternoon."

After she finished speaking, she realized what she had just said, and her face blushed again.

What happened today!

Why did she explain to Fu Wenzheng? Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, shouldn't Fu Wenyi misunderstand that she deliberately took the court output?
"So before, you were calling a lawyer?"

"what?"

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It's Lawyer Lin who was in charge of Grandpa's will before, I want to ask him if there is anything he can do."

Fu Wenyao slowly folded the paper again, "Oh, what's his opinion?"

Gu Xiaoman felt that his words were strange, but for a moment he couldn't remember what was so strange, so he shook his head worriedly.

"No, he asked me if I had anything to prove that the house was entrusted to grandpa by someone else. I don't have it right now."

As she spoke, she remembered the locked box again, and looked at Fu Wenyao expectantly.

"Wen Yao, do you know a master who is good at picking locks?"

"You have a lock to open?"

Fu Wenyao played with the paper in his hand, his dark eyes fell on Gu Xiaoman.

"Yeah." Gu Xiaoman nodded, relaxed unconsciously, and shook his legs, "Do you still remember that last time I brought a lot of things back from Gu's house? There was a box with a lock in it, and I kept it I didn’t open it, so I don’t know if there will be anything useful inside.”

She was so focused on speaking that she didn't notice that her dangling leg accidentally touched Fu Wenyao's leg.

Fu Wenyao glanced at the legs of the two of them sticking together, tightened the pockets with the paper on his hands, and gave a faint "hmm".

Seeing him put the court summons into his suit pocket naturally, Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and reminded him in a low voice.

"That court summons is mine."

Fu Wenyao took a deep look at her, and in her expectant gaze, said two words lightly: "Confiscated."

Gu Xiaoman: "..." What the hell?
What the hell is confiscation?

Are you the teaching director?Why do you confiscate things at will?
Moreover, strictly speaking, that court summons is now a piece of waste paper, so why did it just go into your pocket.

It wasn't until she returned to the villa, had dinner, and took a shower that Gu Xiaoman took out a small box with a lock from the closet and carefully put it on the table in her pajamas, then she remembered the sentence Fu Wenyao said earlier.

Does it mean that he knew the master who picked the lock, or did he remember that she came back with the box?
Just when she was about to ask Fu Wenyao again, there was a knock on the door.

She ran over to open the door in doubt, and saw Fu Wenyao standing outside the door carrying a delicate small box.

Gu Xiaoman looked at the box in his hand, then looked behind him, wondering, "Where's the master who opened the lock?"