Because she wasn't feeling well, Gu Weiwei didn't eat much for dinner. After drinking some porridge, she had a bowl of soup made by Madam Fu to dispel the cold.

I wanted to play with the two kids for a while, but as soon as we finished eating, Han Zheng dragged me back to my room to rest.

She probably slept too long in the afternoon, because now that she's lying in bed, she can't fall asleep.

Seeing that she was wide awake, Fu Hanzheng asked, "How about I find you a book?"

Gu Weiwei nodded repeatedly; having a book was better than lying in bed doing nothing.

Fu Hanzheng went upstairs to the study and brought down two books for her. He sat on the bed fully clothed and began to read to her.

A deep, elegant voice reciting a collection of Italian poetry is undoubtedly a great treat for the ears.

Gu Weiwei sat on the bed, holding a plush toy, listening quietly with a smile.

He only spoke after he finished reading.

"I feel like I've heard this poem before."

"Yes, I read it to you before," Fu Hanzheng admitted.

When they first got together, she would occasionally have nightmares, and at that time she was afraid to sleep.

If she was out of town, he would talk to her and read her a book. This Italian poem was one of the ones he had read several times.

Gu Weiwei sighed regretfully. Although he had told her many things about the past years, there were still some small things that she didn't know.

"Could you read this one again?"

Fu Hanzheng chuckled, flipped back, and read it to her again.

Gu Weiwei leaned against him with a smile, listening to his magnetic and sexy voice reciting her favorite poems.

This is an Italian love poem called "I've always wanted to tell you: I love you".

The romantic and elegant Italian, spoken in a deep, resonant voice, was imbued with tenderness and affection in every word and phrase.

After Fu Hanzheng finished reading the last sentence, she mischievously repeated it.

“ti amo”.

The Italian word "ti amo" means "I love you".

“Anche a me,” Fu Hanzheng said with a smile.

The Italian phrase "Anche a me" means "Me too".

Gu Weiwei chuckled and stretched out her neck to kiss him on the cheek.

"I'd like some water. Could you please come and get me a cup, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Hanzheng closed the book and chuckled softly.

"Just call your husband and we'll go."

Gu Weiwei laughed so hard she almost shook. "Husband."

Fu Hanzheng poured her some water and brought it in. "Mom asked the kitchen to leave some porridge for you. You can eat it if you're hungry tonight."

Gu Weiwei took the cup, took a sip of water, thought for a moment, and said.

"I don't really want to eat right now."

Fu Shiqin, who was out socializing, called back, and Fu Hanzheng answered the phone.

"What's up?"

“I have a video conference with the European branch in an hour. Could you help me with that? I might not be able to get back in time,” Fu Shiqin said.

Fu Hanzheng said directly, "If we can't make it in time, we'll find a place and talk to them on our phones."

Fu Shiqin was so angry he wanted to smash his phone, but then he remembered that if he smashed it, he would have to buy a new one, so he gritted his teeth and held back.

"You're free anyway, what's wrong with helping out at a meeting? I've helped you with so many meetings before."

"I have something to do, I'm very busy," Fu Hanzheng said solemnly.

Fu Shiqin didn't believe him. "What could possibly be wrong with you?"

Fu Hanzheng: "Your sister-in-law isn't feeling well, so try to get her to sleep."

"..." Fu Shiqin was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Put your hands on your conscience, do you think you can say such things to your son and your daughter?"

He rarely puts his children to sleep, but he's very diligent at putting his wife to bed.

Poor little buns, how did they end up with such a father?