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When they returned to Jinxiu Compound, they were just in time for lunch.
Gu Weiwei finished her lunch and slept for more than two hours. When she woke up again, she continued with her studies.
Fu Shiyi played games on his phone for the entire afternoon and when Fu Shiqin returned home from work, he asked him to join him.
Since Fu Hanzheng went out for a banquet, the three were alone for dinner and they made a spicy hot pot.
They three were just eating happily when Xu Qian made a call. Fu Shiqin picked it up and gave it to Gu Weiwei after a few words.
“I don’t know, just ask her.”
Gu Weiwei took it over and asked. “What is wrong, Mr. Xu?”
“President Fu seems to have a stomach ache again. Have you got medicine at home?” Xu Qian said.
“There is still some left.” Gu Weiwei said and added. “Is it serious?”
“He has been very busy these past few days and he has not eaten or rested well. He barely ate lunch and now he is at the banquet on an empty stomach, it seems that he is suffering.”
Gu Weiwei frowned. She understood that he always worked very late but she had not expected that he would skip meals in the daytime. No wonder he always had problems with his stomach.
“When are you coming back?”
“In an hour.” Xu Qian estimated.
Gu Weiwei ended the call and looked at Fu Shiqin.
“Why didn’t you ask your brother to eat on time?”
“He is working too hard! I have food delivered to his table but he is always too busy to notice it. You think that I should feed him?” Fu Shiqin felt wronged.
Fu’s Enterprise was vast, and it was quite normal that his brother would forget about meals.
The thing was neither he nor Xu Qian could persuade him.
“You have to talk to him, you are his girlfriend.” Fu Shiyi took a sip of wine and reminded her with a teasing smile.
Gu Weiwei ignored these two men, put down the chopsticks and went to the fridge for vegetables. Then she headed towards the kitchen.
So Xu Qian said that he barely ate lunch and dinner, but he still could not eat the hotpot. However, the servants were gone, so she had to make dinner for him on her own.
An hour later, Xu Qian drove Fu Hanzheng home and he also gave him some files that he needed to go through tonight.
Before Xu Qian left, he told her, “Miss Weiwei, please give the medicine to President Fu.”
Gu Weiwei nodded, poured a cup of water and knocked on the door of the study with the tablets.
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“Come in.”
Gu Weiwei opened the door and entered. Her face sank when she saw him dealing with work files.
“Here is your medicine.”
Fu Hanzheng took the medicine with the water and raised his eyebrows at the sight of her displeased face.
“Are you upset?”
“Do you want porridge?”
Fu Hanzheng loosened his tie and continued to bend over the desk.
“I have some urgent files to deal with, you better rest.”
“I cooked the porridge for an hour.” Gu Weiwei said with a serious face.
Fu Hanzheng looked at her sideways and smiled helplessly. He closed the files and stood up.
“I am feeling a bit hungry now.”
Gu Weiwei served him a bowl of porridge and presented him with a bowl of toasted pumpkin.
“Yam porridge and pumpkins are both good for your stomach.”
Fu Hanzheng took a look at the porridge and smiled brightly.
“What… are you laughing at?” Gu Weiwei looked at him in a strange way. He had been a serious man and his smile looked a bit weird.
“I am just happy that my girlfriend has started to care about me.”
“Since when did I stop caring about you?” She felt a bit guilty when she said these words.
Because… she truly did not care much about him.
Fu Hanzheng smiled without saying a word. He took a spoonful of the porridge and felt less tired.
“Anything else you want? I was in a hurry.” Gu Weiwei asked.
He drove her to school and back home every single day, last time she was on her period and he even took care of her for a few days too.
Today, she was paying him back.
Fu Hanzheng looked at the concerned girl and nodded.
“Yes.”
“What is it?” Gu Weiwei asked.
Fu Hanzheng said with a smile on his face.
“You.”
Compared to these dishes, she looked even more delicious.
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