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

When Gu Jiyuan came back reeking of alcohol, he saw a mess in the living room.

The servants lowered their eyes and timidly cleaned quickly, for fear of stabbing Gu Jiyuan.

"Why are you drinking so much again?"

As Gu Jiyuan entered, there was a strong smell of alcohol in the living room, Chu Mei frowned and looked at Gu Jiyuan.

Gu Jiyuan staggered towards Chu Mei with a very ugly expression on his face.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp slap, Chu Mei covered her aching face, and raised her head in disbelief.

"Gu Jiyuan! Why did you hit me!"

Gu Jiyuan looked at her condescendingly, and the ridicule of those people at the dinner seemed to ring in his ears again.

"Old Gu, I know you're busy, but you have to take good care of your family."

"That's right, it's better not to make a fuss about family affairs on the Internet. The impact is too bad. The reputation of the company is the most important thing. You, stepmother plotting against the adopted daughter, what's the matter!"

"Old Gu is good in everything, but his eyes are not good. Such a good koi was released alive, and he went back with a broom star."

Gu Jiyuan was busy socializing, so he didn't have time to look at his mobile phone. He was ridiculed by everyone's words, so he checked Weibo while going to the bathroom.

Seeing the uproar on Hot Search, I was so angry that my face turned blue.

"You bastard! Why don't you know how to keep yourself safe? Who told you to go to Gu Xiaoman again?!"

"What's wrong with Gu Xiaoman!"

Chu Meihuo stood up, not as vulnerable as she was when she saw Gu Xiaoman in the afternoon, and yelled at Gu Jiyuan angrily with her eyes wide open.

"Who am I for? In such a cold day, I dragged my pregnant body to find her. Didn't I want her to sell the house and use the money to fill the company's hole. Otherwise, why do you think I went to her? If it wasn't for that dead old man who gave the most valuable villa to Gu Xiaoman, would I need to find her!"

"You still beat me, I'm all for this family!"

Chu Mei roared, tears rolling down her face, "At first, I thought to rely on the power of public opinion to make Gu Xiaoman spit out all the things the dead old man gave her, but who knew that Gu Xiaoman was so willing to spend money, now the public opinion The direction of the wind has all changed. I have become a public enemy of the entire Internet, and those people's words are so dirty, even your unborn son is cursed."

She fell down on the sofa, covering her face and crying, feeling extremely wronged.

Seeing her like this, Gu Jiyuan felt weak.

He wiped his face and sat down on the sofa dejectedly.

"You should discuss it with me when you go to her. That bitch has long been difficult to deal with."

"How can I discuss it with you? Every day when I wake up, you are not at home, and you don't come back until I fall asleep. You don't answer the phone or text message. How can I discuss it with you?"

Chu Mei's voice choked up, and she cried more and more fiercely.

"It's my fault. Things in the company are too busy. Those old foxes say nice things, but in fact they don't want to help."

Gu Jiyuan put his arms around Chu Mei and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, it's not good for the baby. You've been kneeling for so long today, so you need to rest more."

Chu Mei wiped away her tears, beckoned to the servant to bring over the sober soup, and looked at Gu Jiyuan with red eyes distressed.

"Looking at Gu Xiaoman's appearance, he definitely won't return the house. I even gave her Mo Wanqing's bracelet today. If I had known earlier, I might as well have taken it to the black market."

She was filled with remorse, and she hated Gu Xiaoman even more in her heart.

Gu Jiyuan drank the hangover soup, his face was sullen and vicious.

"This little bitch is so cold-blooded, don't blame me for being merciless."

Chu Mei pulled a tissue to wipe the corners of Gu Jiyuan's mouth, and a look of pleasure flashed across her eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

Gu Jiyuan looked deeply at the empty bowl on the table, and his words were as cold as frost.

"Back then, when the old man had an accident, why did she come here by such a coincidence? She was the only person the old man saw before he died. This incident is full of strangeness."

Chu Mei's eyes faltered and her breathing stagnated.

She clenched her hands unnaturally, and suddenly had a bold idea in her heart.

If the old man's death was blamed on Gu Xiaoman, then all the problems would be solved easily!
She didn't have to worry, Gu Jiyuan found out one day that the old man's death was related to her.

Thinking of this, she pinched Gu Jiyuan's shoulder and said softly, "You mean, blame the old man's death on Gu Xiaoman?"

Gu Jiyuan's eyes were deep, and he held her hand, "You don't need to worry about this matter, there is only one thing that is most important to you now, and that is to have a good pregnancy at home."

"I'll take care of things in the company, you don't have to worry."

"okay."

Chu Mei threw herself into his arms, her eyes were red.

……

The trending searches continued for another day, and the marketing accounts that had received Chu Mei's money all of a sudden posted a meaningful Weibo in the afternoon of the third day.

It hints that things in the Gu family have a shocking turnaround!

At that time, Gu Xiaoman was in the office deliberately leaking her plan for the Rising Sun competition to Zhao Jiarong who was behind the camera, when the phone on the table vibrated crazily.

She turned off the screen and turned on her phone only to find that it was a private message from Weibo.

The private message exploded again, Gu Xiaoman glanced at the hot search, saw the reversal of what those marketing accounts said, his right eyelid twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

The landline on the table rang twice, Gu Xiaoman came back to his senses, muted the phone, and picked up the receiver.

"Come over to my office."

"Ok."

Gu Xiaoman put down the microphone, put away the phone, got up and walked towards Du Mingyu's office.

"Knock knock..."

"Come in."

Du Mingyu's voice came from inside the door, Gu Xiaoman pushed the door open and entered.

Not surprisingly, seeing Zhao Jiarong in Du Mingyu's office, Gu Xiaoman walked straight towards Du Mingyu without even looking at her.

"Mr. Du, are you looking for me?"

"sit."

Du Mingyu reached out to signal the chair across the table, and looked up at Gu Xiaoman.

"The headquarters knows about your hot search, do you have anything to explain?"

Gu Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Zhao Jiarong lightly, without a trace of turmoil in his eyes, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Du, I'm sorry, this is my private matter, I will deal with it as soon as possible."

"Private matters? Huh!"

Zhao Jiarong snorted coldly, "Director Gu probably forgot that you were assigned a work account. Do you know how many clients have contacted us recently? The company almost lost a lot of projects because of you."

"Oh? If there are still customers who contact the company in the future, please let the other party find me directly."

Gu Xiaoman's voice was light, and he raised his eyes to look at Du Mingyu, "It is indeed my company's account that was targeted by Aite, but in the past two days, the account has directly increased more than 900 million fans, and the number of fans is still growing. I am willing to take my account. to serve the client's ad."

"Gu Xiaoman, I think you are crazy! So what if you have a lot of fans, those are all your black fans, and the customers are not fools, would they agree to advertise on your account?!"