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

It doesn't matter, soon, soon she will ruin Gu Xiaoman's reputation!
Let this bitch never be able to compete with me in the future, and even let this bitch be directly expelled from the planning world!
Gritting her teeth, Zhao Jiarong suppressed the anger and humiliation surging in her heart, stepped heavily on the carpet with her high heels, walked to the desk in two or three steps, took the folder away, and left the office angrily.

The office door was slammed shut with a "bang", Gu Xiaoman didn't lift his eyes, and carefully looked through the documents in his hand.

The busy time always flies by quickly, before packing up and leaving the office, Gu Xiaoman glanced at the drawer containing the planning case, turned off the lights and left the office.

After having dinner and resting for half an hour that night, she ushered in the devilish actual combat training again.

Unsurprisingly, she was subdued on the floor mat again and again, and she got up again and again to fight again, until her physical strength was exhausted, and then she slapped Fu Wenyao's calf twice unwillingly to signal a truce.

Still so tired that he didn't want to move a finger, he was carried back to the bathroom by Fu Wenyao.

This time, she finally remembered to ask the man to help her get a change of clothes and bath towels.

However, when she saw the white panties under the nightdress, she blushed belatedly.

After taking a shower, Fu Wenyao was not in the room, and her arms were so weak that she was too lazy to take the hair dryer. She hastily wiped her wet hair with a towel, threw herself happily on the big bed, and rolled comfortably into the bed.

Fu Wenyao pushed the door in while wiping his hair, and saw the small bulge on the bed at a glance.

Subconsciously, he stepped lightly, and when he walked to the bed, he saw that his little wife had buried her head in the quilt.

With slender fingers, he carefully pulled off the quilt, revealing his little wife who was blushing in sleep.

Noticing that her hair was still a little wet, Fu Wenyao frowned, and carefully wiped the little wife's hair again with a towel.

After confirming that her hair was almost dry, she put down the towel, took out the medicated oil from the drawer, and gently applied the medicine to the bruises on the little wife's body.

When the warm medicated oil touched his skin, Gu Xiaoman wrinkled his nose uncomfortably, ducked aside, and rubbed against the pillow.

She huddled under the quilt, except for the arm held by Fu Wenyao, only her little face flushed with sleep was exposed. At this moment, her delicate brows were frowned, and her nose was wrinkled, pitiful and cute.

Fu Wenyao's dark eyes flashed a light smile, his hands moved a lot lighter, and carefully rubbed the medicated oil on her wound.

When the back injury was dealt with, Gu Xiaoman didn't hide anymore, pursed his mouth, and murmured aggrievedly: "Sir...it hurts..."

Fu Wenyao paused, and looked at the dazed and coquettish little wife, his heart trembled.

Obviously so afraid of pain, so coquettish, why should he persist in actual combat.

During the actual battle, Gu Xiaoman, whose legs were trembling but still full of fighting spirit, rushed forward unyieldingly, and Fu Wenyao's dark eyes were full of admiration.

His little wife is more tenacious than he imagined, she is a stubborn rabbit who believes that no matter how hard it is, she must do it, this is a bit like him.

Fu Wenyao curled his mouth slightly, rubbed the medicated oil in his hands, and gently applied the medicine to his little wife.

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When he arrived at the company the next day, Gu Xiaoman put down his bag, and when he turned on the computer, he looked around the desk without a trace.

She dealt with work for half the morning before she opened the drawer, and the documents in the drawer had indeed been touched.

Come to think of it, Zhao Jiarong should have received the plan last night.

I just don't know who she asked to change the plan for her.

After closing the drawer, Gu Xiaoman downloaded the electronic version of the planning proposal from the mailbox, and directly submitted the competition planning proposal using the company's computer.

After sending the email, she continued to process the email in a good mood.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, she picked it up and looked, it was a message from Mingde's design competition official.

Congratulate her design draft into the finals, and ask her if she has time to come to the scene.

Gu Xiaoman stared in thought for two seconds, and directly replied that the other party would not appear.

Mingde held this competition very grandly. Although the competitions before the final were all held online, the popularity has always been high.

The finals must be very grand. She participated in this competition just because of the huge prize money, and there was no need to go to the scene.

What's more, strictly speaking, she is still a suspect in the case. The popularity of this matter has just dropped, and she doesn't want to be listed on the hot search anymore.

Time flies to Friday afternoon, she asked Du Mingyu for leave early in the morning, and after lunch, she took a taxi directly to the teahouse she had agreed with Lawyer Lin.

The location was chosen by Lawyer Lin. When she got there, she realized that this place was really suitable for talking about things.

It is quiet amidst the noise, the private room is next to the water, and the sound insulation is also very good. Even if you are talking about some private things, you don't have to worry too much about the ear on the partition wall.

When she arrived, Lawyer Lin hadn't arrived yet, so she casually ordered a pot of Pu'er and propped her chin to enjoy the view of the river outside the window.

About ten minutes later, the door of the box opened from the outside, and lawyer Lin came in with a briefcase and smiled apologetically at her.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Gu Xiaoman looked back at him and smiled slightly.

"It's okay, I just arrived too."

Lawyer Lin sat down and ordered a dim sum platter, "The dim sum here is delicious, you must try it."

"it is good."

Gu Xiaoman nodded slightly, took out the copied documents from his bag, solemnly handed them to Lawyer Lin, and said straight to the point: "I want to know, can these evidences be sentenced to life imprisonment?"

Lawyer Lin seemed startled by her words, and stared at her for several seconds before regaining consciousness and taking the document.

There was a knock on the door, and Lawyer Lin put the document in his hand with his backhand, and looked at the waiter indifferently.

"Hello, your dessert."

The waiter lowered his eyes and put the snacks on the table, turned around and exited respectfully, keeping his eyes lowered the whole time.

Until the sound of footsteps outside the door disappeared, Gu Xiaoman smiled slightly, "Lawyer Lin chose a really good place."

"I found this place by accident, and all important meetings will be held here."

Lawyer Lin looked proud, and winked at Gu Xiaoman slyly, "After all, many things need to be discussed in a secret and quiet environment."

After speaking, he took away the teacup in front of him, wiped the table carefully with a piece of paper, then put the document on the table again, and looked at the document seriously.

As he flipped through the documents page by page, his face became more and more ugly.

Gu Xiaoman watched him flip through the documents indifferently, his face was calm and his clear eyes were full of frost.

Lawyer Lin carefully put away the documents, looked up at Gu Xiaoman who was sitting quietly opposite, with a serious face.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"En." Gu Xiaoman clenched the teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "These, can you guarantee that both of them will be sentenced to life imprisonment?"