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

"Not her."

The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and Fu Wenyao's eyes were cold, making people palpitate.

The jealousy in Cui Xiaojiao's eyes turned blank, and she looked at Fu Wenyao in a daze, "What?"

Gu Xiaoman wasn't the one who called the police?

How can it be? !
If it wasn't Gu Xiaoman, who else would it be?

Wait, how did Mr. Fu know that it wasn't Gu Xiaoman who called the police?

In the blink of an eye, Cui Xiaojiao made a bold guess in her heart.

Could it be... Mr. Fu...

As soon as this idea appeared, a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her forehead, she took two steps back in panic, her calf trembling.

"Fu... Mr. Fu..."

Fu Wenyao didn't respond, and Cui Xiaojiao became more and more panicked. If she hadn't put her hands on the table, she would have fallen to the ground.

After a long time, Fu Wenyao gave her an impatient look, "I didn't know that the Cui family is so good at framing and slandering."

As soon as the fluttering words came down, Cui Xiaojiao's face was instantly pale as paper.

Fu Wenyao made it clear that he would not cooperate with the Cui family.

She didn't expect... Fu Wenyao would value Gu Xiaoman so much. She just said something casually, and she cut off the cooperation opportunity between her family and Fu's.

"It's getting late, take you back?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, clear and cold, with a faint hint of warmth.

Gu Xiaoman nodded, "Okay."

After a whole night of chaos, she was really tired, and she was not in the mood to act here again.

The atmosphere between the two people was warm, and the tacit understanding was like a daily conversation between an old husband and wife, causing turmoil in everyone's hearts.

Cui Xiaojiao suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Gu Xiaoman unwillingly, "Sister Xiaoman, I was wrong, I shouldn't talk nonsense, can you forgive me?"

Before Gu Xiaoman could speak, Fu Wenyao glanced impatiently at Cui Xiaojiao, whose eyes were red.

"Why are you still here?"

After the words fell, the police in the hall took out handcuffs and handcuffed Cui Xiaojiao.

"Miss Cui, you are suspected of slandering and framing others, please cooperate with our investigation."

"What?! Why do you arrest me? Let me go!"

Cui Xiaojiao screamed and got up and struggled, and accidentally tore the tablecloth. The red wine and cake on the table fell to the ground in an instant, and fell on her body with a crackling sound. Wept in despair.

"Woo...why do you arrest me...I want to sue you!"

Tao Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but look at his president, seeing the president's frozen eyes, he sighed faintly.

After Ningcheng, there might be no more Cui family.

"Miss Cui, the surveillance video of the banquet hall is at the police station, please cooperate."

The male policeman explained bluntly, grabbed her wrist expressionlessly and dragged her forward.

After watching Cui Xiaojiao's miserable situation the whole time, Zhao Jiarong's words of defense were on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

She grabbed Du Mingyu's hand with tears in her eyes, her eyes were full of pleading, "Mingyu, I really don't, you believe me. Call my father and ask him to rescue me quickly!"

Calmly looking at Fu Wenyao whose back was turned to him, Du Mingyu patted the back of her hand comfortingly.

"Don't worry, as long as you haven't done it, you will be able to come out soon."

Hearing this, Jiarong Zhao froze for a moment, tears rolling down her face, "Mingyu, you must save me!"

Gu Xiaoman looked coldly at Zhao Jiarong, who was pear-blossoming and rainy, and walked out, stepped on something, staggered and fell to the side.