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

Chapter 263 Only the first one, not the only 1

"Oh, ma'am, what's the matter?"

Aunt Zhao put down the tray and quickly supported her.

Gu Xiaoman stood up firmly, and forced a smile at Aunt Zhao, "I'm fine, Aunt Zhao, please call me Xiaoman from now on."

"what?"

Noticing the wound on the corner of her mouth, thinking that Gu Xiaoman had quarreled with Fu Wenyao, Aunt Zhao sighed and nodded in response.

"Well, Xiaoman, are you going to the second bedroom? I'll help you there."

Gu Xiaoman waved his hand, "No need, I can do it myself, you go to work first."

"Well, even if I go in now, my husband may not be able to eat."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman saw the chicken noodle soup on the table, and frowned suspiciously, "Mr. Fu still has the habit of eating late at night?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she curled her lips mockingly, secretly annoyed that she was too talkative.

Whether Fu Wenyao has the habit of eating supper has nothing to do with her half a dime, she is really out of her mind.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman was worried about Fu Wenyao, Aunt Zhao was overjoyed and held Gu Xiaoman's hand worriedly.

"Oh, sir, I don't know what's wrong today. He won't eat dinner after he comes back. His stomach is not good. If he still refuses to eat, it's fine. Ma'am, can you help me persuade sir."

Gu Xiaoman lowered his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically, "Aunt Zhao, you're looking for the wrong person, I don't have that ability. As for the woman Mr. Fu brought back before, maybe it's possible for her to persuade her."

Aunt Zhao froze, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, "She went out early in the morning, and she hasn't come back yet."

After finishing speaking, she took Gu Xiaoman's hand and said meaningfully: "Madam, I can see that Mr. cares about you very much. No matter what others do, you must trust Mr. I have worked here for so many years, and you are Mr. A woman brought back."

"It's just the first one, and it's not the only one. Aunt Zhao, I really can't do anything."

Withdrawing his hand lightly, Gu Xiaoman resisted the dull pain in his back, gritted his teeth and went back to the room.

Wiping the cold sweat off her forehead with a piece of paper, she lay wearily on the sofa, the tears she had been holding back finally rolled down.

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Ten minutes later, Yang You hurried into the villa with the medicine box in hand.

Seeing Fu Wenyao with a gloomy face on the sofa, he sat down on the sofa, poured a glass of water and drank half of it in one gulp, before panting, "What's the matter? That girl Chuchu's feet hurt again?"

Fu Wenyao glanced at him lightly, and said in a cold voice, "The stitched wound didn't pop open, but there was blood, what should I do?"

Yang You subconsciously replied, "Wipe off the blood and disinfect it."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, and said angrily, "You called me from such a long distance, and you just asked me a question?"

"thing."

"what?"

Yang You was confused and looked at Fu Wenyao in confusion.

Fu Wenyao's face was gloomy and frightening, and the temperature of his whole body dropped all of a sudden, "Disinfection tools."

"Oh oh oh, you said it earlier."

Yang You took out the things neatly and put them on the table, and sat upright, afraid of being affected by Fu Wenyao's anger.

Fu Wenyao ordered his servants to treat Gu Xiaoman's wound, got up with a gloomy face, and swept towards the bewildered Yang You.

"Going for a drink?"

"Okay, I just happen to have a rest tomorrow."

Immediately, Yang You came to his senses, thought for a while and decided to keep the medicine box, and urged Uncle Jiang to keep his medicine box safe, so he almost asked Uncle Jiang to put his medicine box in the safe.