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

Chapter 281 Why Are You Still Not Coming Back?

Fu Wenyao looked meaningfully at Zhang Ma, who was extremely excited on the hospital bed, her voice was calm, without a trace of emotion.

"It's nothing."

The crisp mobile phone rang in the ward. Fu Wenyao glanced at the mobile phone, turned around, and connected the phone.

"Sir, there is a problem with the construction site of the real estate investment project in country A, and the other party requires an interview."

His slender fingers tapped twice on the window sill, and a magnetic and cold voice sounded, "Book the earliest ticket."

"Okay, sir."

"Brother Yao, are you leaving?"

Ding Chuchu looked at Fu Wenyao with red eyes, her eyes were full of helplessness and fragility.

"The hospital will provide the best treatment conditions."

"Brother Yao..."

Ding Chuchu subconsciously grabbed the corner of Fu Wenyao's clothes, met Fu Wenyao's sharp eyes, she withdrew her hand, changed the subject, and said softly: "Be careful on the road."

"Ah."

Fu Wenyao responded lightly, and walked away without looking back.

Twirling his fingers, Ding Chuchu looked at Fu Wenyao's back in a daze.

"What happened to the patient?"

Doctors and nurses rushed into the ward anxiously, and Ding Chuchu suddenly came back to his senses, with a sad expression on his face.

"I don't know what happened, I just passed out suddenly."

……

Early the next morning, Gu Xiaoman took Xiao Xiao downstairs for dinner, and unexpectedly did not see Fu Wenyao and Ding Chuchu in the restaurant.

"Hey, isn't Uncle Fu up yet?"

Xiao Yi looked around, and asked in a childish voice.

Aunt Zhao greeted the little guy with a smile, and said, "Sir and Miss Chuchu went out last night and haven't come back yet."

As soon as he heard that Daddy was going out with that bad aunt, Xiao Yi's mouth immediately pursed in displeasure, picked up his cell phone and called Daddy.

Before Gu Xiaoman could stop her, the call was connected.

Xiao Yi poked the cup unhappily, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle Fu, why haven't you come back yet?"

Fu Wenyao pressed the center of his eyebrows, and a smile unconsciously curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Wake up? Uncle Fu is going on a business trip for a while."

"Are you on a business trip again?"

Xiao Yi frowned, looked at Gu Xiaoman who was eating breakfast as usual, and muttered: "I can eat less cake in the future, Uncle Fu, don't work so hard."

"Had breakfast?"

"Yeah, I'm eating with Mommy. It's just me and Mommy at such a big dining table. It's so lonely."

Fu Wenyao flicked through the document, "Well, I'll go back soon."

Gu Xiaoman peeled an egg and put it in a small bowl, poked her face with a frown, "Eat well, the food will get cold in a while."

Xiao Yi pouted and blinked slyly, "Mummy, do you want to talk to Uncle Fu too?"

As she spoke, she put the phone directly to Gu Xiaoman's ear.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Damn, this is it!

"Little Man?"

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, magnetic and cold, and Gu Xiaoman's heart trembled when he heard it, and a blush crept up on the tips of his ears.

"Ah."

After finishing speaking, she added perfunctorily: "Don't be too busy, pay more attention to your body."

The little wife's voice was faint, and she couldn't hear other emotions. Fu Wenyao moved her fingers, and suddenly thought of something, and told her: "Don't touch the water for the back injury. If you feel uncomfortable or sick, contact Yang You directly."

"Yeah. I know."

The phone fell silent again, Gu Xiaoman hung up the phone in embarrassment, and put away the phone.

"Hey, did Uncle Fu die?"