Chapter 1208

Gu Weiwei continues to call, hurried to the dining room to start eating at the same time.

When Fu Hanzheng heard that she had asked the servant to have dinner, his tone relaxed a little.

"And the children?"

"Just fell asleep." Gu Weiwei said in a warm voice.

Fu Hanzheng listened and asked.

"In the afternoon they go to bed, and you take a rest with them."

After all, she didn't sleep well last night because she didn't let the children stay with her. She got up at dawn in the morning.

"I see. When you get back." Gu Weiwei smiles softly.

Fu knew she was having dinner, so he hung up.

In the afternoon, I finished my work early and went home early.

Gu Weiwei is taking a rest with his two children. He goes back to the room and looks at the three mothers and children. He doesn't want to disturb them. He plans to go upstairs to study and deal with the unfinished work.

As a result, I saw a picture on the wall suddenly, and it was not him or her, or two children.

The person in the picture is Fu Shiyi. It's not hard to imagine who hung this picture here.

But who gave him the courage to hang his picture in their bedroom?

He took the picture frame down and took it out of the room and gave it directly to the servant.

"Throw it away for a while."

The servant took a look and said.

"This It's like three little ones left. "

"I know he left it." Said Fu Hanzheng.

If it wasn't for someone else to have gone, now it's not just his picture, it's also him.

The servant dare not ask more. He put the picture frame beside the garbage can in the kitchen, so that we can deal with it together later.

Fu didn't want to disturb Gu Weiwei's mother and son, so he went upstairs to study.

After half an hour, Gu Weiwei heard the child cry and woke up.

With the help of the pregnant and infant teacher, I fed two children, poured a glass of water into the living room, looked out from the balcony, and suddenly saw Fu Hanzheng's car parked outside.

So he turned to the servant who was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"The father is back?"

"Mr. Fu came back half an hour ago. Seeing his wife and children resting, he went to the study."

Gu Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, made a cup of Dajiling black tea in the kitchen, and carried it upstairs.

Before she could knock on the door, Fu Hanzheng heard footsteps and came directly to open the door.

"When did you wake up?"

"Not long." Gu Weiwei enters the door, puts the tea on the table for him, turns around and says, "why didn't you call me when you came back?"

"You sleep well, and I happen to have some work to deal with." Fu Hanzheng said, took her to the sofa and sat down. "Is the child awake?"

"I woke up for a while and went to sleep again." Gu Weiwei says helplessly.

The baby in the month, one day is to eat, sleep and eat, wake up a few hours.

"So, Mrs. Fu, you finally have time. Do you want to accompany your husband?" Fu asked with a smile.

But he remembered clearly. In the early morning, she got up without looking at him, and ran to the two children.

"So sour, my son's daughter's vinegar?" Gu Weiwei can't laugh or cry.

One night when the children were not around, it was inevitable that they got up a little worried in the morning and didn't pay attention to him.

Fu Hanzheng laughs but doesn't speak. Of course, he is jealous.

Who let a woman who used to belong to him alone share it with those two little guys.

And now they're taking up more of her time and mind.

But what about jealousy? Children are born by themselves.