Gu Weiwei glanced at the two who were about to start arguing again and said with a smile.
"Let's try it tomorrow. If it doesn't suit our taste, we'll make something else."
“Okay, you should go back now.” After saying that, Kaman Dorrance turned to Yuan Shuo and said, “You guys take her back.”
Yuan Meng couldn't stand it anymore and said.
"She's in her mid-twenties, are you treating her like she's three, or are you worried she doesn't know how to cross the street?"
Their apartment was just across the street from the hospital, yet they still had to drive them back.
Just then, the ward door opened, and Fu Hanzheng came in.
“Okay, now we don’t need to take you there, someone will pick you up,” Yuan Shuo said.
Yuan Meng said that people who dote on their wives and daughters are terrifying.
Fu Hanzheng greeted Kaman Dorrance and then picked up Gu Weiwei to leave the hospital together.
"Looks like you're recovering well?"
"Yes, I ate a bowl of porridge and drank some milk, and I feel much better now," Gu Weiwei said.
Fu Hanzheng checked the time and said.
"Going out for dinner today?"
The maid he hired took the past two days off, so he'll have to cook for himself again when he gets back, and he doesn't want her to have to work so hard.
Cooking yourself is something you should only do once or twice a year.
"OK."
Gu Weiwei thought that Kaman Dorrance was feeling better and more relaxed, so going out for dinner wouldn't be a bad idea.
The two returned to the apartment, and Fu Hanzheng drove her to a family-run traditional Italian restaurant near the Pantheon and Piazza Navona.
The restaurant is an old winery that has been converted into a hotel and restaurant, and it is very famous in the area because of its long history.
Fu Hanzheng ordered several dishes recommended by the chef and then looked at Gu Weiwei and said...
"Are these okay?"
"That's all." Gu Weiwei nodded, seeing how skillfully he ordered, it seemed this wasn't his first time.
After dinner, since it was still early, the two took a walk in the nearby square.
As the two were about to retrieve their car and return to their apartment, a little Italian flower seller approached, holding a photo in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. After glancing at Gu Weiwei a few times, he gave her the flowers.
Gu Weiwei took the flowers in a daze, looked at the child who delivered them with a blank expression, and then turned to look at Fu Hanzheng.
"You sent it?"
But with the person in front of me, there's no need to send a child to deliver it.
“It wasn’t me,” Fu Hanzheng said coldly.
He reached out and took the photo from the child delivering the flowers, then bent down and asked in Italian.
"Who asked you to send the flowers?"
The child blinked. "Mr. Gustav."
After saying that, he ran away in a flash.
Fu Hanzheng took the card off the flower, flipped it open, and saw a line of English that read: "Honey, you are so beautiful."
Signed: Gustaf.
Gu Weiwei stared blankly at Fu Hanzheng: "Who is Gustav?"
"You're a crazy fan." Fu Hanzheng took the flowers from him, found a trash can, and threw them away.
He knew the Swedish royal family was on a working visit to Italy, but since they hadn't bothered her for so long, he assumed Antony Gustaf had given up. He never expected him to pull this stunt.
He was still by her side, yet she brazenly had flowers delivered to her.
Seeing his sullen face, Gu Weiwei tentatively spoke.
Are you angry?
He's just a fan, there's no need to be so angry.
“No,” Fu Hanzheng said.
I'm not really angry, I'm just a little itchy to do something, after all, he's not even a rival in love.
However, Vivi doesn't remember those years, so she doesn't remember who Antony Gustave is.
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