After finishing the call with Raymond, Fu Hanzheng sat in the study with a solemn face and thought about the latest information about Gu's family, in order to speculate on Gu's purpose.

In fact, I don't need to guess that Gu siting's purpose is Vivian.

However, how he will achieve his goal is what he has to speculate and guard against.

Once she was at home for more than 20 years, but Gu siting let her die miserably.

She has no right to love her for a long time. She also wants to go back to her home and his side.

Maybe Gu siting still has love for her, but also possessiveness and unwillingness, unwilling to grow up in their family, she finally married him.

So, there's no need to take her away from him.

Even if she knew that she did not love him, she would not be happy.

After hearing Raymond's information, he called raynin again.

"If your wife and children go out recently, you must go with them."

Gu siting has been making people pay attention to the security here. I'm afraid he wants to start.

Yuanmeng promised to come back this month, but it hasn't come back yet.

"Yes, boss." Yuanmeng replied firmly.

Fu Hanzheng ordered the security work in the villa area, so he was relieved to continue to deal with the work. He held two transnational video conferences in a row, and it was already midnight.

Gu Weiwei fell asleep and found that the other side of the bed was still empty, so she put on her robe and went to the upstairs study.

Fu Hanzheng just finished the last video conference, pinched his brow and heart wearily, thought of all kinds of abnormalities at home, and sighed heavily.

Gu Weiwei pushed the door in and saw him leaning back in his chair, sighing wearily.

"What's the matter, business trouble?"

Fu Hanzheng returned to his mind and looked for his little wife.

"Why haven't you slept?"

"It's all gone to sleep." Gu Weiwei approached, reached out and pinched his shoulder. "Is there any trouble with the work?"

"Little things." Fu Hanzheng said with a smile.

"It's a pity that I don't have the talent to do business. I can't help you in business." Gu Weiwei says helplessly.

Fu Hanzheng caught her hand on her shoulder and sat down in his arms.

"Mrs. Fu, of course you can help."

"Yes?" Gu Weiwei picked up her eyebrows and asked earnestly, "what's up?"

"Something is not for you." Fu Hanzheng said, pulling her to press on his belt buckle.

Gu Weiwei blushed and punched him in the chest.

"What time is it? What else do you want? Go back to sleep."

"This sleeping is a verb."

Fu Hanzheng took what she had said to him before and went back.

"Noun!" Gu Weiwei said, and got up to leave.

Fu Hanzheng picked up the man and went downstairs as he left the study.

"How do I remember, it's a verb."

"Mingming has always been a noun." Gu Weiwei insisted, blushing.

Fu Hanzheng thought for a moment, went into the master bedroom, kicked the door and closed it, put the man on the bed and pressed it.

"Let's verify whether it's a verb or a noun."

One night, the man proved to her in a shameless way that the word sleep was a verb.

Gu Weiwei was sweating in his arms. He felt that he could not look directly at the word "sleep" in the future.

Fu Hanzheng encircles the people in his arms, bows his head and kisses her shoulder, softly and softly.

"Vivi, I love you."

Gu Weiwei was so sleepy that she squinted and nodded, muttering.

"I know, I know..."