Five minutes later, Fu Hanzheng returned with two words.
[condition. ]
He had to admit that Fu Shiyi was better at dealing with girls than he was.
Fu Shiyi smiled triumphantly and made an outrageous demand for directions.
[My game company returned it to me.]
[A Koenigsegg.]
After a long while, Fu Hanzheng replied.
[If it's useless, then move to the place Fu Shiqin prepared for you.]
It refers to the burial plot that Fu Shiqin bought for him.
Fu Shiyi glanced at Gu Weiwei, who was resting with her eyes closed, and said confidently.
[Of course, if it doesn't work, I'll atone with my death.]
The nanny van stopped outside the hotel. Gu Weiwei opened her eyes and met Fu Shiyi's sly gaze, and couldn't help but frown.
"Third Young Master, what are you planning?"
"What are you thinking? How could I dare to make a move on you? I'd be afraid my brother would beat me to death."
Fu Shiyi smiled guiltily. Was he really that obvious?
However, just a second ago, he had sent the message to his brother.
[I'll go back and help you, let you pounce on her first. The best way for couples to express their feelings is through sex.]
Gu Weiwei stared at him for a few seconds, "This whole private event thing, you didn't come up with this terrible idea for your brother, did you?"
Fu Shilei felt utterly wronged. "If I were teaching him how to flirt, how could he possibly have such basic skills?"
Gu Weiwei thought about it and agreed, but still didn't forget to warn him.
"It's your business if you're your brother's lackey, but don't get involved in my business with your brother."
"I won't get involved, I won't get involved," Fu Shiyi said with a smile.
If he doesn't get involved, his brother will never be able to win the heart of his beauty.
For his brother's happiness, and for his figurines and sports car, he still had to secretly get involved behind her back.
Gu Weiwei picked up the flowers, got out of the car, and went back to the hotel.
Fu Shiyi walked behind her, and the two entered the elevator one after the other.
"Honestly, who else could you marry besides my brother? Why bother struggling?"
Most women, upon hearing his brother's name, would cry and beg to enter the Fu family.
She, on the other hand, refused her brother's marriage proposals several times.
Gu Weiwei gave him a cold glance, too lazy to explain.
Fu Hanzheng didn't know that she was someone he couldn't marry.
However, she knew very well that he was not the kind of person she could marry.
Fu Shiyi: "If you don't want to marry my brother, you need to have a convincing reason, right?"
It's not like she wasn't attracted to his brother, but the mere mention of marriage made her feel like it would kill her.
Is he really going to date his brother like this for the rest of his life?
"I have said before that I will not accept a marriage without love."
After Gu Weiwei finished speaking, she took the flowers, left the elevator, and returned to her room.
He entered the room, but leaned against the door and sighed heavily.
She couldn't go back to Gu Siting's side, but she couldn't stay with Fu Hanzheng's side for long either.
Fu Hanzheng now says he likes her and wants to marry her.
But when he finds out who she really is, will he still think that way?
Regardless of whether Fu Hanzheng truly likes her, she cannot take another step forward.
In her past life, her heart had already been given to Ling Yan; she couldn't let herself be shattered again by Fu Hanzheng in this second life.
Fu Shiyi watched her enter the room and scoffed.
"If you don't have love for my brother, I'll write my name Fu Shiyi backwards."
Some things can be deceived by one's own words.
But every time he talks to his brother on the phone, the joy overflowing in his eyes is genuine.
He went into the room and immediately called his agent.
"The movie promotion is over, I'm going on vacation!"
Agent Luo Jiaming: "Your schedule is booked until the year after next, so I'll give you a break when it comes!"
Fu Shiyi sprawled out on the bed, declaring, "I'm going to teach my brother how to woo a girlfriend!"
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