Chapter 550

Gu Weiwei's long eyelashes drooped, covering the gloom of her eyes.

"Why, because her surname is Gu?"

Fu Hanzheng held her in one hand and lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

"Because I like you, only you."

Gu Weiwei stretched her arms around his neck, lying on his shoulders and looking at the window behind him.

The question that lingered in my heart for countless times has once again hit my heart.

Fu Hanzheng, if I were Gu Weiwei, would you like me so much?

No matter who I am, will you like me so much?

Fu Hanzheng put down the document and put it around his neck.

"What's the matter?"

Gu Weiwei gently raised her head and kissed her thin lips.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Do you want to work?"

"A little more."

Fu Hanzheng laughed and picked up the document again, ready to finish the work as soon as possible.

Gu Weiwei pulls his face to look at himself, "work is important, I am important?"

Fu Hanzheng reluctantly put down the document and picked up the man and left the study.

"Of course you matter."

However, such a rare initiative will always bring serious consequences.

Less than two hours later, she would kick him back to work.

In the middle of the night, Fu Hanzheng sent her to the bathroom for a bath. Only then did he rush to the study and finish the rest of the work.

Just after work, Raymond called.

"The family didn't seem to respond to carlans's pursuit."

Fu Hanzheng was silent for a moment. "Nothing different?"

"No, if not that they have erased all the evidence, it is that Gu Weiwei's death really has nothing to do with them." Said Raymond.

Fu Hanzheng looks solemn and silent for a while, according to Yuan Shuo to say slightly, that can't have nothing to do with Gu's family.

"Did you find Ling's house?"

After death, Lingyan received a heart transplant. Maybe there is something fishy about it.

"They should have started to check. It's inconvenient for us to interfere." Said Raymond.

Fu Hanzheng: "just keep watching the progress."

"By the way, one more thing..." Raymond stopped Fu Hanzheng, who was going to hang up the phone, and said in a funny way, "two less and three less, and doctor he, I met you secretly today."

Fu Hanzheng frowned. "I see."

They met in a furtive way, most of which was related to him.

sure enough, it's been too busy lately.

He hung up and went back to his bedroom. Gu Weiwei had already taken a bath and slept soundly in bed.

He habitually held people in his arms, looked down at the girl's quiet sleeping face, and sighed slightly.

"Weiwei, what are you still doubting?"

She is the only one he likes in the center of his eyes all the time, but she always seems uncertain. He really likes her.

Even if, he said many times that only she loved.

Even though, they are ready to get married.

She always seemed to doubt that his feelings for her were not deep enough.

Early in the morning, the alarm rang twice, and Gu Weiwei turned over lazily, and put her hand around his waist to lie in his arms.

"What time is it?"

"If you don't get up, you'll miss the plane." Fu Hanzheng reminds me.

Gu Weiwei sighs bitterly, gets up, washes and changes clothes, simply eats some breakfast and gets on his car. Fu Hanzheng takes her to the airport.

When Jolin got the call, she went straight to the parking lot to pick up the person.

As soon as I took the luggage, I heard a shout from the artist who came behind him.

"Uncle Fu!"

When he looked around, he saw that his artist was facing Fu Hanzheng, who was about to get on the bus. He put his hands on the top of his head with a big love.

It's early in the morning. Is it suitable for such a person?