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 ...
Xu Qian sighed helplessly, even though he knew perfectly well that the important thing he was talking about was definitely not work-related.
"I will communicate with Dingsheng International again."
The boss's wife is back. No matter how important the work is, nothing is more important than going home to be with his wife.
Fu Hanzheng quickly signed several documents and then rushed to attend an important meeting.
I waited until 5 o'clock, then left work without staying a minute longer than necessary.
When Gu Weiwei returned to her new apartment, she had already woken up and was wearing loose loungewear. She was on the phone with Qiao Lin discussing the post-production editing of the movie.
As soon as he returned, he briefly explained a few words to Qiao Lin and then hung up.
Why so early?
I thought he would have a lot of work to do when he got back and wouldn't be back until very late.
"It's nothing important," Fu Hanzheng said against his will.
Perhaps it's because we've been spending too much time together every day lately, and when I go to the company and don't see him for a few hours, he feels awkward.
Gu Weiwei frowned. "I thought you would come back late, so I didn't have the maid prepare dinner on time."
With that, he got up and urged the servants to prepare dinner.
Fu Hanzheng took off his suit jacket, remembering the phone call she had just made.
"Are you still going to the studio recently?"
“Yes, I need to personally oversee the post-production editing of the movie.” Gu Weiwei nodded, looked at him, and said, “However, let’s talk about it after the prenatal checkup the day after tomorrow.”
"Okay, remember to arrange for Qiao Lin and the others to pick you up."
Although Fu Hanzheng preferred that she rest at home, he tacitly allowed her to do what she wanted to do.
We've finally finished filming after all this hard work, so we can't just leave the film there and ignore it because of post-production issues.
Seeing that it was still early for dinner, the two went to the study to kill time.
The study wasn't as big as the one at the Tianshui villa, but it had more books. Gu Weiwei preferred Chinese and foreign classics.
However, Fu Hanzheng's desk was filled with a stack of books with brightly colored covers.
Curious, she glanced over and saw, "A pregnancy nutrition recipe book? A prenatal education encyclopedia? Bedtime prenatal stories? A postpartum care encyclopedia?"
There are at least a dozen books here. Did he buy all the books on pregnancy and childcare available on the market?
“I didn’t plan for pregnancy in advance, so I need to catch up now,” Fu Hanzheng said.
Gu Weiwei looked at the huge pile of food and sighed with a headache.
"How can I possibly manage to look at so many?"
Fu Hanzheng: "I saw it."
"..." Gu Weiwei was both amused and exasperated, her heart overflowing with sweetness. "Didn't we hire a nanny and a nutritionist?"
He's so busy with work all day, why does he need to learn these things?
“It doesn’t hurt to know something for yourself,” Fu Hanzheng said.
Although he could hire someone, he has some knowledge of the subject and won't be completely clueless and end up being overwhelmed and unable to help at all.
Gu Weiwei smiled and hugged his waist, "You don't need to do so much."
Although he didn't show his joy at becoming a father in a particularly obvious way, he had been making all the preparations for her and the arrival of the child ever since he heard the news.
"You can't be the only one suffering," Fu Hanzheng said, gently kissing her forehead.
He couldn't share the physical discomforts she experienced during her pregnancy.
At least, he can be well taken care of in his daily life.
She could certainly hire someone to take care of her, but doing it herself is different for her than having someone else do it.
Upon hearing this, Gu Weiwei tiptoed, tilted her head back, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.