Gu Weiwei made the request for food to the servant as she rushed into the dining room.

  Hearing that she had asked the servant to start the meal, Fu Hanzheng’s tone softened.

  “Where are the children?”


  “They just fell asleep,” Gu Weiwei said with a gentle voice.

  Fu Hanzheng stressed.

  “When they are sleeping in the afternoon, you can take a rest too.”


  After all, she did not sleep well last night because he did not let the children stay by her side. She woke up at dawn.

  “Got it, I will wait for you,” Gu Weiwei said with a gentle smile.

  Fu Hanzheng knew that she was eating, so he hung up.

  In the afternoon, he finished his work early and returned home ahead of time.

  Gu Weiwei was taking a rest with the two children. He threw a look at the three people in the room and decided not to disturb their rest, so he went upstairs to deal with the unfinished work in the study.

  But when he turned around, he saw an unexpected picture on the wall. It was not him or Gu Weiwei, nor was it of the two children.

  The man in the picture was Fu Shiyi, so it was not hard to guess who hung the picture here.

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

  He removed the picture frame and gave it to the servant.

  “Throw this away later.”


  The servant took a look and said, “I think Third Master left this behind.”


  “I know he did,” Fu Hanzheng said.

  If he had not left, he would not only have thrown away his pictures but also himself.

  The servant did not dare to ask anything more. She placed the picture frame by the dustbin in the kitchen so that they could deal with it later.

  Fu Hanzheng did not want to disturb the three of them, so he went upstairs to the study.

  Half an hour later, Gu Weiwei woke up when she heard a child crying.

  With the help of the nursery teacher, she fed the two children, poured a cup of water in the living room and looked out from the balcony, only to see Fu Hanzheng’s car parked outside.

  So she turned around and asked the servant who was preparing dinner, “Fu Hanzheng is back?”


  “Mr. Fu came home half an hour ago. Seeing Madam and the children resting, he went to the study.”


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

  Before she knocked on the door, Fu Hanzheng heard footsteps and opened the door.

  “When did you wake up?”


  “Not long ago.” Gu Weiwei entered the room, placed the tea on the table and said, “Why didn’t you call me when you came home?”


  “You seem to be sleeping well, and I have some work to deal with,” Fu Hanzheng said as he led her to the sofa and sat down. “Are the children awake?”


  “They woke up for a while and fell asleep again,” Gu Weiwei said helplessly.

  The babies slept and ate throughout the entire day and were only awake for a few hours.

  “So Mrs. Fu, you finally have time to spend with your husband?” Fu Hanzheng asked with a smile.

  He remembered clearly that this morning, she did not even look at him when she woke up and went straight to the two children.

  “So jealous of your own son and daughter?” Gu Weiwei felt helpless.

  The children were not by her side the entire night, so she must have been too anxious to care about him in the morning.

  Fu Hanzheng smiled without saying a word. Of course he was jealous.

  After all, the woman who used to belong only to him now had to be shared with those two little ones.

  Also, they were the ones who occupied her time and mind.

  But so what if he was jealous? The children were hers.