This meeting with Yuan Meng, which ended up with Qiao Lin, made her feel guilty for two days.
Fortunately, Qiao Lin didn't think too much about it, and Fu Hanzheng's men didn't notice.
So, she was completely relieved.
Before they knew it, it was Fu Hanzheng's birthday, the day he returned from his business trip.
According to Fu Shiqin, the company recently had a major collaboration with a foreign company, so Fu Hanzheng has a lot of work to do.
So when Fu Hanzheng said he was coming to see her, she suggested that she go back to the capital to see him after she finished work.
Unexpectedly, there were many scenes to film that day, and they didn't wrap up until late at night.
Unfortunately, it had been snowing heavily since the snow started, and after finally arriving at the airport, the plane was unable to take off due to the heavy snow.
With only a few hours left until midnight, Gu Weiwei was so anxious that she couldn't sit still on the plane.
So, I called Fu Hanzheng.
What if I can't get back in time?
"I'll go there tomorrow and make it up to you," Fu Hanzheng said without a hint of urgency.
Gu Weiwei looked out the window and said.
"The wind seems a bit weak. Can't we let them take off now?"
Fu Hanzheng listened and comforted him.
"Safety first, let's wait for the weather to improve."
He did want to see her, but he didn't want her to risk coming back like that.
Gu Weiwei could tell that it was a bit noisy on his end.
Are you socializing?
"A birthday banquet was held at the old house, with some relatives and old friends present."
Fu Hanzheng stood by the window with a glass of red wine in his hand, his expression noticeably gentler than when he was with his guests.
Just as Madam Fu finished speaking with several ladies from prominent families, she glanced at her son, who was standing by the window making a phone call, and was taken aback. She then approached Fu Shiqin, who was eating from a plate.
Who is your brother talking to on the phone?
Fu Shiqin poked a piece of cake and put it in his mouth. "Of course, I'm calling my sister-in-law."
Besides his girlfriend, who else has such charm that they could make his brother answer the phone while a room full of guests are left standing around?
"Isn't she coming to your brother's birthday party?" Madam Fu asked.
I've always heard them say that he has a girlfriend, but I still haven't seen her.
Fu Shiqin pointed to the person who answered the phone, "Ask my brother about that."
Mrs. Fu: "Didn't your brother mention when they're getting married and having children?"
Fu Shiqin's eyes darted around as he looked at his surroundings before lowering his voice to speak.
"My brother has so many apartments saved up, it's still a long way off before he has kids."
"He..." Upon hearing this, Madam Fu immediately became angry, "He's almost thirty, and he still doesn't plan to have children?"
He had promised her that he wouldn't interfere in his love life and that he would let her hold her grandson as soon as possible.
And that's exactly what he did.
Fu Shiqin said, "Don't tell anyone I told you about this. If you want a grandson, figure it out yourself."
Well, it's no use for him and Fu Laosan to urge them to have a child; only his mother can do it.
If their mother is willing to help, their little devil plan will be implemented soon.
As the two were talking, Fu Hanzheng hung up the phone.
"Mother, please take care of the guests. I'm going out for a bit and won't be coming back tonight."
Fu Shiqin pursed his lips. Well, he must be going to pick up his girlfriend.
"you……"
Before Madam Fu could finish speaking, Fu Hanzheng had already left.
No sooner had he left than Fu Shiqin received a call from Fu Shiyi.
"Didn't you say you were coming to throw a party? Where are you all?"
Fu Shiqin scoffed, "I'm not going to be a third wheel."
"He Chi and I are making a bet on what gift our sister-in-law has prepared. The loser has to eat wasabi noodles."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiqin immediately put down the plate.
"Wait here, I'll be right there."
He's bound to win this bet.
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