As soon as Fu Shiqin entered the living room, he saw the two people in the kitchen and stood there dumbfounded with a look of utter disbelief.
He saw his own brother, who just two hours ago at the company had been as cold and ruthless as a demon, torturing him and all the company's executives until they cried for their mothers, was now... washing dishes.
He exuded a gentle, spring-like warmth from head to toe, almost like two completely different people.
And what's even more shocking is that the two of them were wearing matching aprons.
His brother's apron was gray with a cute pink rabbit on the chest.
Mu Weiwei was wearing a pink apron with a gray rabbit on her chest.
"What...what's going on?" Fu Shiqin could hardly believe his eyes.
"Is your brother pursuing Weiwei?" Old Mrs. Fu asked in a low voice.
Fu Shiqin nodded. Even a blind man could see that he was pursuing Mu Weiwei.
But if only we had known then what we know now, we wouldn't have done it in the first place.
They looked down on them back then, but now they're eagerly chasing after them.
Being aloof is fun for a while, but chasing after your wife will be a nightmare – that perfectly describes his brother.
When asked at noon if he was angry because of Mu Weiwei, he coldly replied that it wasn't.
As a result, they came back in a flash after just one phone call.
How come he never noticed before that his brother actually had a secretly passionate side?
In the kitchen, Gu Weiwei was cooking, and Fu Hanzheng was cooperating by serving the food with plates.
His gaze remained fixed on the busy girl, his usually cold black eyes now devoid of their usual sharpness, overflowing with a sweet smile and a deep-seated possessiveness.
He thought he was certain that this girl... he was determined to have her.
Dinner was served quickly, with most of the dishes prepared by Fu Hanzheng under the guidance of Gu Weiwei.
Fu Shiqin couldn't wait to try the seafood rice he had been craving. The rice, soaked in the broth, was savory and delicious, so good it made him want to cry.
He was enjoying his meal when his brother, Longxin, happily picked up a shrimp for him and another for Old Madam Fu.
Fu Shiqin looked up, flattered. He had been eating at the same table with his brother for over ten or twenty years, and this was probably the first time.
Just as he was moved to tears by this brotherly affection, he saw his own brother thoughtfully peeling shrimp shells and removing the shells from clams and scallops.
Then... he gave it all to Gu Weiwei, practically feeding it directly into her mouth.
Gu Weiwei accepted a large plate of seafood and meat, and in return, she politely offered a few pieces of mussels.
"You can eat it yourself, you don't need to peel it for me."
Grandma Fu saw it all and was delighted.
His cold-hearted eldest grandson has finally come to his senses.
As the group was eating, Fu Hanzheng's phone, which was in the living room, rang. He got up to answer it, and his warm expression instantly returned to its usual cold and serious demeanor after receiving the call.
"The company has no obligation to help an employee with their personal matters."
"Manager Meng is just a company employee and has no personal relationship with me. Don't misunderstand, and don't do anything that might cause others to misunderstand."
...
Mu Weiwei glanced at the phone upon hearing the call and guessed from his words that it was Madam Fu making the call, probably asking him to arrange for someone to handle the matter between Meng Ruya and the others and MG.
However, Meng Ruya had told her before that Fu Hanzheng had helped her and the Meng family solve many problems, and that he never refused her.
What's going on today? Even his own mother, Mrs. Fu, has spoken up, and he's already backing down.
Fu Hanzheng noticed her gaze, turned his head to look at her, and said.
"Yes, the time will come when you will meet them."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiqin couldn't help but glance at Gu Weiwei across from him.
This means it's time to take her back to them.
He just said he didn't want others to misunderstand, so it seems he didn't want her to misunderstand either.
Fu Hanzheng hung up the phone, sat down, and casually asked.
"You had a conflict with the Meng family that day?"
"Yes, we had a fight and I damaged Mrs. Meng's designer bag. I was going to pay for it, but MG customer service said it wasn't sold by them, but was a private design by Martin Green after he signed with the Gu family, so they might have to ask Mrs. Meng and the others for compensation..." Gu Weiwei said casually.
"You didn't suffer any losses?" Fu Hanzheng asked.
"How could that be? I'm not the kind of person who would suffer a loss." Gu Weiwei smiled brightly and said smugly.
Fu Hanzheng nodded slightly. "That's good."
Fu Shiqin looked at his own brother with a chuckle.
Yes, as long as she didn't suffer any losses, it doesn't matter how miserable others are.
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