Meng Ruya spoke for a while, but didn't hear a reply, so she assumed she had provoked her.
"Mu Weiwei, you should just focus on your acting and be an actress. Stop dreaming about things that don't belong to you."
"I'm not delusional, but I wish you success in your delusions." Not wanting her good mood for the date to be disturbed, Gu Weiwei hung up the phone and turned it off.
I thought it was a work call from the studio or the production crew, but it turned out to be Meng Ruya.
She had already blocked her account, yet she still came back with a different account to mock her.
It's as if she and Fu Hanzheng would divorce her and then marry Meng Ruya.
Fu Hanzheng was surprised to see her hang up the phone and then turn it off.
"Who's calling?"
“One of your admirers called to congratulate me after hearing we got divorced,” Gu Weiwei said.
A cold glint flashed in Fu Hanzheng's eyes, and then he raised his hand to check the time on his wristwatch.
"It's getting late, shall we go back for breakfast?"
Gu Weiwei nodded and followed the same route back. When she was almost ashore, she sat down on an empty beach chair to put on her shoes.
Fu Hanzheng picked up her shoes, knelt down on one knee, carefully brushed the sand off her feet, and put the shoes on for her one by one.
He helped her put on her shoes, took her hand to help her up, and they went back to the villa together.
Once back in his room, he called his private butler to bring him breakfast. As soon as he hung up, he turned around and saw Gu Weiwei sitting at the piano by the French windows.
The light and melodious sound of the piano filled the villa. The girl sat at the piano, playing and swaying her head enthusiastically, looking very playful and cute.
Fu Hanzheng sat down on a sofa not far away, listening with great interest to the girl's impromptu playing.
Morning light streamed in through the French windows, falling on the girl playing the piano. Her slender fingers seemed to dance joyfully on the keys, and his heart seemed to dance joyfully along with her fingertips.
It turns out that a sunny morning with music, plus her, can be so wonderful.
After a while, Gu Weiwei stopped playing and asked him with a smile.
"Does it sound good?"
"It's wonderful," Fu Hanzheng said with a smile, her joy evident in the music.
Gu Weiwei smiled mysteriously, "Do you know what song it is?"
Fu Hanzheng thought for a moment, then shook his head to indicate that he hadn't heard it.
“This is not a work by a famous teacher; he had never heard of it before.”
"Hmm... this piece is called Good Morning, Dear Mr. Fu." Gu Weiwei smiled brightly and played it for him again.
Fu Hanzheng smiled, looking at the girl playing happily, his eyes full of tenderness.
Gu Weiwei didn't get up until her private butler rang the doorbell, and she playfully bowed.
"Thank you for your enjoyment. This concludes today's performance."
Fu Hanzheng smiled and applauded her before having his private butler bring in the meal.
It had been a while since we last saw each other, and every minute we spent together was filled with sweetness and happiness, even just a glance or a smile when we looked at each other in the mirror.
The two had a pleasant breakfast, and Fu Hanzheng answered two work-related phone calls.
Gu Weiwei slowly tidied up her suitcase that she had left aside the night before. As she rummaged through it, she was surprised to find that the several sets of sexy lingerie she had thrown into the closet were inexplicably in her suitcase.
She gritted her teeth in anger. That damned woman, Yuan Meng, must have secretly stuffed it into her suitcase when she wasn't looking.
And it wasn't just one set installed, but all of them.
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