My math score in the last mock exam was absolutely terrible.

After dinner, Gu Weiwei took out her college entrance exam math practice book early and began to work hard on the problems.

Although she was confident in her professional exams at the film academy, she had no idea about her academic performance.

In particular, Mu Weiwei's extended leave has caused her to miss too many classes.

There's absolutely no need to worry about English. I've also recently caught up on my lack of knowledge in classical Chinese poetry and prose, and my other subjects have improved considerably through diligent reading and review.

The only subject she can rely on is math, which Fu Hanzheng has been cramming for her on recently.

She was diligently studying for exams, while Fu Hanzheng, wearing headphones, stood by the window, talking on the phone with a partner company in the United States.

The tall French windows reflected the man's handsome and upright figure, and his deep and elegant voice echoed in the quiet study.

Fu Hanzheng saw her looking this way through the window reflection, turned around and asked softly.

Did I disturb you?

Gu Weiwei shook her head, awkwardly lowered her head and continued doing her homework, not even realizing that her gaze had wandered to him.

Fu Hanzheng smiled slightly, picked up his glass, took a sip of whiskey, and continued his phone call.

Gu Weiwei did some homework for a while, then felt increasingly uncomfortable in her stomach.

So, she quietly left the study to go to the bathroom, only to find that her long-awaited period had finally arrived.

However, I haven't been able to come here since I moved, so I haven't bought any sanitary napkins. Now I have to go out and buy them.

After Fu Hanzheng finished his phone call, he came out and saw her changing her shoes at the door, looking like she was about to leave.

"Where are you going so late?"

Gu Weiwei picked up her umbrella and said, "I'm going out to buy something, I'll be right back."

"It's still raining outside. If you need anything, have Aunt Wang buy it for you tomorrow." Fu Hanzheng's expression was stern.

"I...I can't wait until tomorrow," Gu Weiwei insisted.

Seeing that she was clutching her lower abdomen and her face was a little pale, Fu Hanzheng guessed what she was going to buy.

"Go away, you stay at home."

you go? !

Gu Weiwei was stunned, finding it hard to imagine the image of a big CEO like him condescending to buy such a thing.

"I'll go myself. Buying this kind of thing is really... too damaging to your image."

Fu Hanzheng picked her up and carried her to the sofa in the living room. He then went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk for her before leaving.

Gu Weiwei held the cup, waiting for him to return with mixed feelings.

The sweet, hot milk dispelled some of my physical discomfort, and my mood inexplicably felt...warm and sweet.

Half an hour later, Fu Hanzheng returned carrying a large bag of things.

"Why...did you buy so much stuff?"

He not only bought sanitary napkins, but also painkillers, ginger brown sugar, and uterine warming patches.

Is this really a man who has never been in a relationship?

He's so good at taking care of girls, he could easily be considered a model boyfriend.

“I called He Chi and he said these things would be useful,” Fu Hanzheng said calmly.

She pursed her lips, took her things, and went to the restroom, her heart filled with turbulent emotions.

In the past, when Gu Siting was sick, he would stay with her and take care of her, but she didn't feel this way now.

After a while, when she came out again, Fu Hanzheng had already made her some brown sugar water and brought her math workbook to the living room.

How much is left?

“Unit One,” Gu Weiwei said, preparing to take over and continue working.

"I'll explain it to you once, you can just watch from the side," Fu Hanzheng said.

He could tell that she wouldn't make the same mistake twice after he explained the knowledge points to her once; her memory was excellent.

Gu Weiwei nodded, sat down next to him, and listened attentively.

Before Fu Hanzheng could finish speaking, his left arm was suddenly bumped by something.

Looking to the side, he saw that the girl sitting next to him, listening to the lecture, had fallen asleep with her head tilted against him.

He put down his pen, carefully picked up the girl, and hesitated for a moment before taking her to her room.

Then, she turned around and carried it back to her room.