After Gu Weiwei saw off the photographer’s assistant, she sent the selected pictures to Mrs. Fu and asked her which one she wanted to keep at the old mansion.
After reading the message, Mrs. Fu called her.
“The pictures are here?”
“They just brought them here, so I picked these ones to be framed,” Gu Weiwei said.
Mrs. Fu asked with a smile, “Can you show us the remaining pictures when you come here tonight?”
With Hanzheng’s personality, she had thought that she would never be able to see him getting married in this lifetime. Now that he was really getting married, of course they could not wait to see what he looked like in the wedding pictures.
“Okay, I will bring them with me later,” Gu Weiwei replied.
On the other side of the phone, Mrs. Fu instructed the servants to set up and asked her, “Did Hanzheng tell you when he is coming home? I called him but he did not answer.”
“He said that he will be back after work and should be able to make it home tonight,” Gu Weiwei said.
“Okay, okay.” Mrs. Fu was relieved to hear that she had been able to contact him. “You don’t have to come here in a hurry. The house is still in a mess and you can come even if it is late in the evening.”
“Okay, thanks, Auntie,” Gu Weiwei said gratefully.
“We are a family now, sp don’t stand on ceremony with me.” Mrs. Fu chuckled and said in a hurry, probably because she had noticed that the servant had arranged the wrong things, “I am busy here, so let’s talk later.”
Gu Weiwei hung up, and was about to go upstairs when the doorbell rang again.
The servant ran to open the door and she soon heard Yuan Bao’s childish voice.
“Wife! Wife!”
Hearing the familiar title, Gu Weiwei did not know whether to laugh or cry as she picked up the child.
“Yuan Bao, didn’t you promise not to call me your wife?”
The little boy made a face and pointed at the teddy bear backpack on his back.
“Yuan Bao brought you a present.”
Gu Weiwei put him down and helped him to remove the teddy bear backpack.
The little boy unzipped the backpack clumsily and was about to give her the present when Yuan Shuo came in and said helplessly, “Yuan Bao was in a hurry to find you, so I brought him here first.”
After all, after her birthday, he was going to take Yuan Bao to the Dorrans Family, and it would be a long time before they met again.
“It is okay.” Gu Weiwei touched Yuan Bao’s head.
Yuan Bao took out the present that was decorated with a bow from the bag, and gave it to her with both hands.
“Weiwei, happy birthday.”
Gu Weiwei took the present and asked seriously, “Can I open it now?”
Yuan Bao nodded and said with a childish voice, “Sure.”
Gu Weiwei carefully untied the bow, opened the wrapping paper and opened the box.
Then she took out the present.
The present was a painting of her. It looked childish but it was also cute and interesting.
Seeing her opening it, Yuan Bao blinked.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, I like it very much. Thank you Yuan Bao, for giving me such a wonderful present.” Gu Weiwei thanked him happily.
Yuan Shuo whispered, “He painted it five times before he was satisfied.”
Gu Weiwei hugged Yuan Bao and thanked him again.
“Thanks, I like it very much.”
It was the simplest present she had received, but for Yuan Bao who was only three years old, it was full of sincerity and love.
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After Gu Weiwei saw off the photographer’s assistant, she sent the selected pictures to Mrs. Fu and asked her which one she wanted to keep at the old mansion.
After reading the message, Mrs. Fu called her.
“The pictures are here?”
“They just brought them here, so I picked these ones to be framed,” Gu Weiwei said.
Mrs. Fu asked with a smile, “Can you show us the remaining pictures when you come here tonight?”
With Hanzheng’s personality, she had thought that she would never be able to see him getting married in this lifetime. Now that he was really getting married, of course they could not wait to see what he looked like in the wedding pictures.
“Okay, I will bring them with me later,” Gu Weiwei replied.
On the other side of the phone, Mrs. Fu instructed the servants to set up and asked her, “Did Hanzheng tell you when he is coming home? I called him but he did not answer.”
“He said that he will be back after work and should be able to make it home tonight,” Gu Weiwei said.
“Okay, okay.” Mrs. Fu was relieved to hear that she had been able to contact him. “You don’t have to come here in a hurry. The house is still in a mess and you can come even if it is late in the evening.”
“Okay, thanks, Auntie,” Gu Weiwei said gratefully.
“We are a family now, sp don’t stand on ceremony with me.” Mrs. Fu chuckled and said in a hurry, probably because she had noticed that the servant had arranged the wrong things, “I am busy here, so let’s talk later.”
Gu Weiwei hung up, and was about to go upstairs when the doorbell rang again.
The servant ran to open the door and she soon heard Yuan Bao’s childish voice.
“Wife! Wife!”
Hearing the familiar title, Gu Weiwei did not know whether to laugh or cry as she picked up the child.
“Yuan Bao, didn’t you promise not to call me your wife?”
The little boy made a face and pointed at the teddy bear backpack on his back.
“Yuan Bao brought you a present.”
Gu Weiwei put him down and helped him to remove the teddy bear backpack.
The little boy unzipped the backpack clumsily and was about to give her the present when Yuan Shuo came in and said helplessly, “Yuan Bao was in a hurry to find you, so I brought him here first.”
After all, after her birthday, he was going to take Yuan Bao to the Dorrans Family, and it would be a long time before they met again.
“It is okay.” Gu Weiwei touched Yuan Bao’s head.
Yuan Bao took out the present that was decorated with a bow from the bag, and gave it to her with both hands.
“Weiwei, happy birthday.”
Gu Weiwei took the present and asked seriously, “Can I open it now?”
Yuan Bao nodded and said with a childish voice, “Sure.”
Gu Weiwei carefully untied the bow, opened the wrapping paper and opened the box.
Then she took out the present.
The present was a painting of her. It looked childish but it was also cute and interesting.
Seeing her opening it, Yuan Bao blinked.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, I like it very much. Thank you Yuan Bao, for giving me such a wonderful present.” Gu Weiwei thanked him happily.
Yuan Shuo whispered, “He painted it five times before he was satisfied.”
Gu Weiwei hugged Yuan Bao and thanked him again.
“Thanks, I like it very much.”
It was the simplest present she had received, but for Yuan Bao who was only three years old, it was full of sincerity and love.
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