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

Gu Xiaoman turned his head stiffly, twitched the corner of his mouth at Fu Wenyao, and went downstairs boldly.

"It's time to start."

Hearing Fu Wenyao's words as soon as he walked downstairs, Gu Xiaoman was at a loss.

Start?
What to start with?
Before Gu Xiaoman could ask, Fu Wenyao got up and walked over, glanced at her ankle, "Does it still hurt?"

Gu Xiaoman seemed to fall into the fear of being dominated by pain again, and glared at him: "What do you think?"

She is like a kitten whose tail has been trampled on, her eyes are wide open, her teeth are waving her paws.

Fu Wenyao's eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his voice was low, "I can still walk, it seems that I'm fine."

Gu Xiaoman snorted coldly, but said nothing more.

After all, Fu Wenyao did help her last night. Although the process was very... people don't want to remember, but the result was good.

The director of the Civil Affairs Bureau and Uncle Jiang followed behind them: "..."

So... so explosive?
Watching the interaction between the two in relief, Uncle Jiang touched his eyes secretly.

It's been many years since I saw Mr. so lively. It would be great if Mr. and Mrs. were still there.

……

Gu Xiaoman pointed at the red background on the wall, and said tremblingly: "You...what did you say? Take, take a picture of the marriage certificate...?"

Fu Wenyao was in a good mood, and made a rare joke: "Why are you stuttering?"

Gu Xiaoman: "..." Is this the point? !
The director of the Civil Affairs Bureau adjusted the light and camera, smiled at Fu Wenyao, "Mr. Fu, you can start now."

Gu Xiaoman opened her mouth to say something, but then she remembered that Fu Wenyao had helped her so much, and it was originally a marriage agreement, so she pursed her lips, but in the end she obediently took a photo without saying anything.

Afterwards, he filled in the information in a dizzy state, and half an hour later, Gu Xiaoman got the thin red book at Bishuiwan Villa on Saturday.

Before she opened it to take a look, the marriage certificate in her hand was taken away.

"eat first."

Fu Wenyao conveniently put the marriage certificate in his pocket and strode towards the restaurant.

Gu Xiaoman looked at his pocket in a daze, "What does eating have to do with the marriage certificate? Besides, don't there be two marriage certificates? That one is mine."

Fu Wenyao paused, "Take both books and show them to grandpa."

Gu Xiaoman responded dissatisfied: "...Oh."

The director of the Civil Affairs Bureau had already left after completing the marriage certificate. The two walked from the room to the living room. The servants passing by stopped and said "Congratulations." Uncle Jiang took out the red envelopes from the bag with a smile on his face.

Before he reached the living room, Gu Xiaoman's face was so red that it was about to smoke.

When he saw a large plate of red eggs on the dining table, Gu Xiaoman shyly wanted to find a hole to slip in.

The corners of Fu Wenyao's eyebrows twitched, and his gaze swept to Uncle Jiang, who was beaming with joy and handing out red envelopes everywhere, and picked up his chopsticks to eat without changing his face.

Gu Xiaoman sat like pins and needles, eating breakfast without taste, just wanting to run away immediately.

The phone on the table buzzed suddenly, Gu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, and he connected the phone without even looking.

"Baby Xiaoman, I'm back! Let's go shopping in the afternoon."

Never thought Ye Siyu's voice was so kind, Gu Xiaoman nodded sharply, "Okay, I'll be right there."

"Huh? Come on, I haven't eaten yet."

Gu Xiaoman was extremely anxious, and said solemnly: "What, it's urgent? Don't worry, I'll be right there."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, pretending to be calm and said: "Mr. Fu, my friend needs me urgently, so I'll leave first."