1815 Don’t You Remember Me?
Early in the morning, Fu Hanzheng got up early and took a shower in the bathroom.
Gu Weiwei woke up with a splitting headache, feeling very dizzy. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the room she was in and rubbed her eyes.
What had happened to her room?
She sat up and the cover slipped off her. She felt a chill on her upper body and realized that she was naked.
Also, judging from the deep and shallow kiss marks on her body, she had just experienced a very passionate night.
What was going on?
What on earth had happened?
Who did she sleep with?
She was just thinking when the door of the bathroom opened.
A very good-looking man came out with only a towel around him. He looked at her sitting in bed and smiled gently.
“You don’t need more sleep?”
Holding the blanket tightly, Gu Weiwei blinked in astonishment.
Was he… talking to her?
Fu Hanzheng went into the walk-in closet, got changed and came out. He put on the tie and returned to the room, only to find her still sitting in bed.
“What is it? You still miss me?”
Gu Weiwei shook her head, closed her eyes and tried to call asleep, mumbling inwardly, “It must be a dream, a dream, an illusion.”
Fu Hanzheng got dressed, went to the bedside and saw the girl pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed.
“Weiwei?”
Gu Weiwei closed her eyes even tighter. This man… knew her name?
And he looked a bit familiar.
“Weiwei, get up, we are going to the hospital.” Fu Hanzheng pinched her cheeks.
Gu Weiwei shrank herself into the blanket.
“You… can leave now.”
Fu Hanzheng frowned curiously but did not suspect anything more.
“Here are the clothes, come out for breakfast.”
“Okay… okay,” Gu Weiwei answered anxiously as she hid herself under the blanket.
Fu Hanzheng left the bedroom, went out and made a call to He Chi, telling him about the examination.
Hearing the door close, Gu Weiwei poked her head out of the blanket and looked at the empty master bedroom, scratching her head.
What on earth was going on?
What she remembered was that when Yuan Meng brought her to Paris, they had a party and Yuan Meng had even found a bunch of extremely good-looking male models.
Could it be that… she had laid hands upon one of the male models?
She covered her face in annoyance. She had just drunk a few glasses of champagne and so she could not have been so drunk.
And she was still suffering from a splitting headache.
She hesitated for a while in the bedroom and decided to put on the clothes and ask Yuan Meng about it.
She had just got dressed and washed her face when the man came in again.
“Let’s go, breakfast is ready.”
Having said these words, he was about to take her hands.
Gu Weiwei dodged him without saying a word, dashed out of the bedroom and went to Yuan Meng who was sitting in the living room.
“What happened last night? Why didn’t you stop me?”
“Stop you from what?” Yuan Meng raised her eyebrows.
“Stop me from bringing this man home, you are killing me!” Gu Weiwei said as she pointed at herself and then at Fu Hanzheng behind her back.
“You wanted me to stop you from bringing him home?” Yuan Meng looked at her and then at Fu Hanzheng. Wasn’t it normal that they went home together?
But Fu Hanzheng had noticed something.
“Weiwei, don’t you recognize me?”
Gu Weiwei sat down on the sofa with her arms crossed. “Tell me, how much do you need before you disappear from my sight?”
Yuan Meng’s eyes widened. It seemed that the situation was getting serious.
