My Hidden Wife is Sweet

Early in the morning, Fu Hanzheng got up early as usual and started to read the morning post whilst drinking coffee in the dining room.

Gu Weiwei washed herself and sat down in the dining room too.

“Morning.”

Fu Hanzheng put away the newspaper and started to eat breakfast with her.

“Still going to your friend’s home this afternoon?”

Gu Weiwei nodded as she took a sip of hot milk.

“Yes, their test is only a few days away and I need to help them practice the piano. I accepted their tuition fees, after all.”

“Call me when you finish.” Fu Hanzheng stressed.

Gu Weiwei was startled. “Why?”

Didn’t he postpone the meeting from yesterday to today instead? Wasn’t he going to be very busy?

Fu Hanzheng reached out for her mouth, wiping away the milk stains on her lips and raised the corners of her lips.

“We are going on a date.”

Gu Weiwei had just thought of how she had agreed to become his girlfriend yesterday.

But that was a choice she had made in an emergency! What she needed to do was to find an opportunity to break up with him.

But who would be able to tell her how to do so?

“I… I have a maths test tomorrow, I want to review the classes today.”

Fu Hanzheng thought for a moment and said, “Then we can go after your exam.”

Gu Weiwei let out a sigh of relief, finished her breakfast, picked up her school bag and was about to leave when…

“Hang on.” Fu Hanzheng called out to her as he brushed away the strands of hair on her cheeks.

Then he lowered his lips and kissed her softly on her lips.

“Be careful.”

Fu Shiqin, who was watching beside them, found that the porridge he had added sugar to, still turned out to be too sweet.

Because of the proposal plan the day before, much work had been delayed. They had three meetings in a row the moment they reached the company.

It was not eight p.m and Fu Shiqin and the staff in the Planning Department were still at work.

However, the man who had ordained their extra-hours was about to get off from work after he received a phone call.

“Finish the plan today, and give it to me tomorrow.”

Fu Shiqin sounded helpless. “Where are you going if we ourselves are doing extra hours?”

Mu Weiwei was getting ready for a test today, so she did not agree to have a date with him today.

“I need to tutor my girlfriend for her homework.” Fu Hanzheng said.

Fu Shiqin gritted his teeth. “Can’t you tutor her after you finish the extra hours?”

Fu Hanzheng put on his coat and said straightforwardly, “I don’t want to keep her up too late.”

Having said this, he turned and left work instantly.

Fu Shiqin was so annoyed at seeing him leave.

He had thought that a man in love would become a bit more emotional, yet it seemed that he had become more cruel instead.

He laid out loads of work for them to work on, whilst he himself left for home to be with his girlfriend instead.

So they could work overnight, but his girlfriend must not sleep one hour later than usual?

At the Luo Family home, Luo Qianqian asked Ji Cheng and Gu Weiwei to spend the night there because of the pouring rain.

They were just preparing for dinner when the doorbell rang.

Ji Cheng did not know how to cook, so she was waiting for the food, whilst chewing on the snacks. When she heard the doorbell, she went to answer the door.

The door opened, showing a slender and noble-looking man with a wet umbrella in hands. Judging from the dripping water, he must have come in the rain.

“Uncle Fu…”

“I am picking Weiwei up.”

Ji Cheng was still a bit confused, so she called into the kitchen and said, “Weiwei, Uncle Fu is here!”

Gu Weiwei was just cutting the vegetables when she almost cut herself. She put down the knife and came to the door, only to find Fu Hanzheng standing out there.

“I told you I am not coming home if it rains!”

“You must not stay outside overnight.” Fu Hanzheng said coldly.

Gu Weiwei picked up her stuff and waved goodbye to Luo Qianqian and Ji Cheng embarrassedly, following him back home obediently.

Standing in the doorway, Ji Cheng and Luo Qianqian saw the man helping the girl into the car carefully with the umbrella over her head.

“Qianqian, why do I think that Uncle Fu is not really Weiwei’s uncle?”

An uncle would not have spoiled a niece so deeply.

“But instead… like her… boyfriend.”