"I'm afraid you won't be able to come back tonight?"
Weiyi choked up and asked again in a faint voice.
"I will be back, but it will be late."
Fu Jingfeng's low voice.
Weiyi didn't say anything else and hung up the phone.
How late is late?
Late in the evening?
Even as late as the next morning?
She warned herself again and again in her heart to be patient.
After all, he said the problem would be solved within a month.
If she can't stand the loneliness of these few days, what else can she do?
Well, a little lack of patience will ruin big plans.
Even if you are unhappy, you should wait until he comes back before taking it out on him.
Only thinking about it, she made herself calm down again and said with a smile: "He has an appointment and can't come back. Mom, let's eat first."
"good."
Seeing Weiyi trying hard to hold on, He Ying had no choice but to nod.
But after dinner, she immediately called Duda to a deserted place and asked, "Where is your boss tonight?"
"It seems to be in Feng Mansion?"
Duda thought about it and replied seriously.
"Feng Mansion? Where is that place?"
"Miss Mu's husband's family."
Duda returned again.
He Ying's brows knitted tightly together, "This is ridiculous."
Soon she returned to her home and went straight to the master bedroom, "Fu Wenxuan, get up quickly! Your son is going crazy."
"What's wrong again? Aren't you going to live with your son and daughter-in-law?"
"Your son is at Feng's house with Mu Jin. He hasn't come home at all."
“…”
Fu Wenxuan sat up, dazed at first, then came to his senses and muttered, "Is there something wrong?"
"What's the matter? He's a grown man, in the home of a married woman and her husband. I can't afford to lose face if this gets out. Call him and tell him to come home."
He Ying thought about it and urged again.
But then she thought about the fact that he didn't go back because he had a fever. What else could make him go back?
Fu Wenxuan called Fu Jingfeng, but no one answered the phone.
The moon was bright and the stars were shining. It was already past four in the morning when Fu Jingfeng returned home.
Weiyi was a light sleeper to begin with, and he heard the door lock move, but he lay there without moving.
Fu Jingfeng stood at the door, his slender fingers gripping the door handle for a while, then he let go, turned around and went into another room.
She is angry.
She should be angry.
Fu Jingfeng went to the guest room, washed up, and lay down on the cold and unfamiliar bed.
It's already spring, but I still feel the bed is cold.
In the darkness, he held his wedding ring tightly, unable to let go for a long time.
——
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside.
He came out of the guest room and looked up to see Weiyi coming out of the master bedroom. He quickly walked over with his long legs: "Good morning."
Weiyi only glanced at him calmly and said, "Good morning."
She walked downstairs, and Fu Jingfeng followed her. "I came back around four o'clock last night."
"This morning, I think."
The only thing to say.
Fu Jingfeng saw that she was wearing a knee-length skirt, the hem of which swayed as her slender legs moved, which made him feel confused and he sighed unconsciously.
An An played with a remote-controlled airplane in the yard for a while. When she ran into the house, she saw them and said happily, "Good morning, Daddy and Mommy."
"Good morning."
Weiyi replied, sitting on the sofa and drinking tea.
Fu Jingfeng walked over and sat next to her. Seeing that she couldn't bear to lift her eyelids, he moved to her side and put his hand to her forehead: "Let me see if the fever has subsided."
"Need not."
Weiyi immediately pushed his hand away and stood up to sit on the sofa.
Fu Jingfeng sat there and watched her distance.
An An also held her remote control and looked at Wei Yi, then at Fu Jingfeng, and asked in a soft voice: "Daddy, hurry up and apologize to my mommy."
"Um?"
Fu Jingfeng looked at his son curiously.
"You haven't been home all day recently, and Mommy is worried about you."
An An said.
"I'm not worried about him."
After hearing this, Weiyi didn't care about being angry and quickly explained.
When Fu Jingfeng heard her words, he looked at her again and said, "I accept the punishment."
Accept the punishment?
Weiyi glanced at him but said nothing.
He had breakfast at home, but his cell phone rang halfway through his meal.
The only thing she saw was that he immediately took out his phone and took a look at it, but he quickly looked back at her and said, "I won't answer it."
"Shizune."
The only thing to say.
"good."
Fu Jingfeng agreed.
He turned his phone to silent mode and continued to have dinner with his wife and son.
But Mu Jin, who was calling him, frowned.
It had only been a few days and Fu Jingfeng stopped answering her calls.
——
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Weiyi arrived at the gallery.
Mu Jin was standing in front of the painting admiring it. When he heard the door open, he turned around and looked outside.
Gu Weiyi was followed in by Duda and his two female subordinates.
Mu Jin felt that Gu Weiyi was a little too pretentious.
Those big shots out there are not as extravagant as her.
"Boss, Miss Mu said she wanted to buy our painting, and it was Mr. Fu who agreed."
When the staff saw Weiyi coming, they hurried forward and whispered.
Yes, everyone in the gallery knew that this was their most valuable piece, priceless.
"I know you might not believe it, so I called Jingfeng myself and asked him to tell you."
Mu Jin said as he dialed Fu Jingfeng's number.
Gu Weiyi stood beside her, just waiting coldly.
Not long after, Mu Jinguo called him and said, "Jingfeng, I'm at the gallery. Your wife doesn't seem to believe that you agreed to let me buy this painting. You should talk to her in person."
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