"Hurry up and drink the soup first. It's not good for your stomach if you drink it later when it's cold."
The old lady pretended not to understand and just told Gu Weiyi to drink the soup.
Gu Weiyi took a spoon and scooped up a little, but just as it reached his mouth, he felt a little uncomfortable and quickly put it down, "I'm going to the bathroom."
She covered her mouth and ran away.
The old lady's heart flew far away with her, and it took a long time before she moved her eyes back to her precious grandson's face.
"Where's your stomach medicine? Why don't you take it out and take one?"
The old lady reminded him.
"I'm fine."
Fu Jingfeng didn't want the old lady to worry about him.
He turned his eyes to the empty seat next to him and looked towards the door worriedly.
"If it were before, Weiyi would have been unable to help but care about you."
The old lady felt that her grandson was a bit pretentious.
Fu Jingfeng said nothing and drank a mouthful of soup.
"I remember one time when you were lying in bed with a fever, she came back from playing outside and immediately threw herself into your arms and cried non-stop, blaming herself for leaving you alone at home."
The old lady said again.
"Please stop stabbing me in the heart."
Fu Jingfeng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.
It's so uncomfortable.
I think of the girl who valued him more than her own life.
And now…
She said that even if he didn't agree to a divorce, it would only make them drift further apart.
The thought of what she had said yesterday made his stomach burn again.
When Gu Weiyi returned to the office, he saw that the old lady was gone and suddenly felt a little lost.
Fu Jingfeng reminded: "The old lady went back first."
"Then I..."
"She was staring intently at the maternity meal the chef prepared for you. How could you bear not to eat a single bite?"
Fu Jingfeng questioned.
He saw that she was standing at the door and had no intention of going in.
It seemed that if there was no one holding her down, she would leave him immediately.
She really didn't want him anymore.
So cruel.
As Fu Jingfeng was thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a stomachache.
Gu Weiyi saw him put down his bowl and chopsticks, holding his stomach and breathing hard. She seemed to have a stomachache as well, and after hesitating for only two seconds, she walked over and sat down.
Seeing that she was finally willing to pick up the bowl again, Fu Jingfeng immediately took her bowl away and said, "This bowl is cold. Drink mine. I just poured it for you."
"That……"
She looked at the cold bowl in his hand, unable to speak.
"What?"
The two looked at each other, and Fu Jingfeng was waiting for her next words.
Yes, he was well aware that he was forcing her to say something caring.
"Throw away what's cold."
"I can drink."
He seemed unaware that he had stomach problems, and as he spoke he brought the bowl to his mouth.
Gu Weiyi could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes.
Fu Jingfeng turned to look at her and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"
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