Fu Hanzheng had an important business meeting, which took him several hours to reach Brussels, Belgium.

When they arrived, Gu Weiwei was still asleep, so Fu Hanzheng took his assistant off the plane to meet with the business partners.

He was gone for almost three hours before returning, Gu Weiwei said as she waited for his return.

"Don't make me late for the 'Hawkeye' premiere tonight."

Fu Hanzheng checked the time and instructed the crew to prepare for takeoff and return to China.

The two had a meal together on the plane, and it was already afternoon when they returned to the capital.

Upon entering the villa, they saw Fu Shiyi wearing a mask, Fu Shiqin holding a bowl of wasabi chili water, and He Chi tied to a chair.

Gu Weiwei looked at the three of them and stood in the living room for a few seconds, stunned.

"What...are you going to do?"

Fu Shiyi pulled down his mask, revealing his face, which was swollen and almost looked like a pig's head due to an allergic reaction.

"I don't know what this thing sprayed on me, it made me have an allergic reaction and my face is all swollen. I make a living with my face, and this is what they did to me?"

While tied up, He Chi angrily retorted, "Who gave you permission to go to my hospital and flirt with girls?"

He used to be the heartthrob of those young nurses, but after he went on a trip, his status plummeted.

Isn't he just relying on his good looks?

He'll let him have an allergic reaction and swell up like a pig's head, then see if he still goes out and flirts around.

Gu Weiwei recalled what she had seen in the group chat yesterday and roughly understood what was going on.

Fu Shiyi indeed went to the hospital to flirt with the nurse He Chi had his eye on. In a fit of anger, He Chi, relying on his profound medical knowledge, caused Fu Shiyi to have an allergic reaction, swelling his head into a pig's head and ruining his good looks.

"That girl doesn't have 'He Chi' written on her forehead. You can flirt with her, but I can't?" Fu Shiyi asked confidently.

He Chi angrily asked, "You can't covet a friend's wife! Can't you guys have any sense of loyalty?"

"You idiot, how dare you say that to me?" Fu Shiqin grabbed his neck and said, "My junior from university confessed to me, and you turned around and exposed my dark history, scaring her away. How dare you say that to me?"

He Chi coughed until his face turned red and his neck bulged. "That was Fu Shiyi who treated me to a meal. I helped him with the meal. That junior girl secretly dated your brother for three months."

Upon hearing this, Fu Shiqin slowly turned his head to look at Fu Shiyi.

"Fu Laosan!"

"Sister-in-law, help!" Fu Shiyi darted behind Gu Weiwei in a flash.

Gu Weiwei glanced at it and then walked away.

Have fun.

"Sister-in-law!" Fu Shiyi's pitiful howl came from downstairs.

Gu Weiwei went upstairs to change her clothes, and when she came out of the bedroom, she saw from the second floor that the person who was tied up had changed from He Chi to Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi, whose face was already swollen like a pig's head from being so sensitive, looked pitiful as he was further abused by the two men.

"That's enough, they still need to make a living based on their looks."

"Pretty much. He's been ripping us off behind our backs. When has he ever shown any mercy?"

As He Chi spoke, he pinched Fu Shiyi's swollen face.

"Okay, never mind."

Gu Weiwei raised her hands in surrender and turned to go to the study to find Fu Hanzheng.

Fu Hanzheng was signing and confirming the documents that Fu Shiqin had placed here when he glanced up at the person who had come in.

"Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

"It'll be over in an hour, let me stay with you a little longer."

Gu Weiwei stood behind his chair, hugged his neck, and rubbed against him.

Tonight's premiere is the start of the month, followed by a two-week promotional trip to various locations, and then the MG new product launch in Milan, leaving almost no time to see him.

Fu Hanzheng put down his work and reached out to pull her down to sit in his lap.

"Back to the room, or here?"

Gu Weiwei frowned. "What are you thinking about?"

You want to rush through it again in just one hour?

There are three dogs downstairs, and he's still dreaming of such a wonderful thing.