Hidden Marriage: The Tycoon's Sweet Little Wife

In her previous life, Gu Weiwei's heart was cruelly gouged out by the man she loved and transplanted into her most trusted best friend.

Reborn, she unexpectedly becomes the girlfriend of ...

Chapter 1074 Mrs. Fu Visits the Set 2

Gu Weiwei shook her head without hesitation, "Now is not the time to tell the elders of the Fu family."

Yuan Meng nodded thoughtfully and muttered to herself.

"That's true. If you tell them now, what if those two stubborn old men try to force you to have an abortion?"

Gu Weiwei first called Lei Ning and asked her to pick up Madam Fu and take her to her room.

Then, she went back to the hotel and first went to Yuanmeng's room to remove the makeup she had put on to go to the hospital. Only after making sure there were no flaws did she return to her own room.

When Madam Fu saw her return, she asked in surprise.

"You've lost so much weight, child?"

She hadn't seen her since the day the wedding incident happened, and several months had passed by then.

"I've been quite busy with work lately." Gu Weiwei chuckled as she sat down and politely inquired, "Mrs. Fu, is there something you need?"

She was very clear that, given her current relationship with the Fu family, she wouldn't come looking for her without a reason.

As for their purpose in coming, she could guess most of it: it was simply because she had previously agreed to their request to persuade Fu Hanzheng.

However, this does not mean that they agree to her continuing her relationship with Fu Hanzheng.

"Well..." Madam Fu sighed and said, "You're a smart child. I think you've already guessed what I wanted to say. Thank you for what happened last time, but the old lady and the others don't mean they agree to your continued relationship."

Gu Weiwei nodded, "I know."

"Of course, that's what they want, but it's good that they're willing to compromise, so just be patient."

Looking at the girl who had become noticeably thinner, and recalling the truth about her murder at the Gu family, Madam Fu couldn't help but feel pity.

Gu Weiwei looked at Madam Fu, whose attitude clearly leaned towards her and Fu Hanzheng, with surprise. "Madam Fu, you... really don't object to us?"

"The old lady and her family have a hard time getting over it, but I know my own son quite well. He's not the kind of person who's willing to give up easily." Madam Fu said gently, looking at the girl in front of her. "Han Zheng has been sensible and steady since he was a child, but he's always been indifferent to romance. It's rare for him to meet someone he truly likes, so as his mother, of course I want him to get what he wants."

Gu Weiwei smiled slightly, never expecting that Madam Fu, who initially disliked her the most in the Fu family, would now be the one supporting her and Fu Hanzheng being together.

"The old lady has lost a son and a daughter because of the Gu family, and she is indeed having a hard time making up for it. You and Hanzheng will have to be patient," Madam Fu said helplessly.

"Mm." Gu Weiwei nodded gently.

Madam Fu called over the servant who had come with her, and had the thermos brought over.

“It’s not convenient for you to eat out while you’re away. I just made some soup at home before you left, so I brought some with me.”

As he spoke, he opened the thermos and ladled out a bowl of chicken soup that he had brought from the capital for her.

"It's still hot, drink it while it's hot."

Gu Weiwei's stomach churned at the smell of chicken soup.

"I just had dinner, I'll drink it later."

Mrs. Fu looked at her frowning expression. "You don't like chicken soup?"

She used to make chicken soup when we visited the old house, and she liked it quite a bit.

"No, I'm really full," Gu Weiwei replied with a forced laugh.

"Have some, I brought it all this way," Madam Fu said.

Gu Weiwei held the soup bowl, held her breath, and forced herself to drink it down. But as soon as she put the bowl down, she couldn't help feeling nauseous anymore.

She covered her mouth and ran quickly to the bathroom, where she vomited again.

Mrs. Fu glanced at the soup bowl she had put down, then at the bathroom from which the sound of vomiting had come.

Then, I went over and knocked on the door.

"Weiwei?"