Finally, the two of them put the child to sleep.

Fu Hanzheng looked at the message on his mobile phone and sent Gu Weiwei back to the master bedroom first.

"There's an overseas video conference, you take a break first."

Gu Weiwei nodded, and went to wash and rest first.

As for when Fu Hanzheng came back to rest at night, she didn't notice it.

Early in the morning, Fu Hanzheng helped her take care of her two children as usual, got up for breakfast before going out to the company.

Gu Weiwei waved her hand at him to say goodbye, and Youyou, who was sitting next to her, also followed her example and waved her chubby little hands.

Fu Hanzheng smiled, turned back and picked up his son, kissed him on his round little face, and then went out to work with joy.

Gu Weiwei hugged the son handed over by Fu Hanzheng, and looked at her son who had never cried much in amazement.

"Youyou, when did you learn to say goodbye to your father?"

Youyou has always been well-behaved, not as clingy and squeamish as his daughter, but many times he learns faster than ordinary children.

He sat half a month earlier than Tian Tian, and he turned over earlier than the average child, and he learned to say goodbye to people unconsciously.

Of course, Youyou didn't answer yet, just obediently lying on her shoulder.

I thought that Mrs. Fu would come over later in the afternoon, but it turned out that she came over with Mrs. Fu at just two o'clock.

"Ouch, Youyou, this is really getting longer and more like his father." Mrs. Fu looked at Youyou and sighed, and suddenly remembered Fu Hanzheng, who was only so old back then.

Gu Weiwei put the little guy on the mat and sat down, and said happily.

"The little guy waved goodbye to his dad early in the morning."

"Really?" Mrs. Fu looked at her eldest grandson in amazement and sighed, "Sure enough, not only did the appearance leave my father, but even this smart energy was inherited." ”

Youyou looks exactly the same as Han Zheng when he was a child, and even this temper is six or seven like when he was a child.

"If only this temper didn't look so much like his father."

Mrs. Fu sighed that a child should have the innocence of a child, but this child's temper also followed the cold Zheng.

"What's wrong with being so well-behaved." Mrs. Fu hugged Youyou, and her eyebrows were full of love and joy.

"It's just too well-behaved, and he loses the fun of being a child." Mrs. Fu said.

Mrs. Fu didn't care, and gently patted the child's back.

"As long as they can be healthy and safe, how can the children grow up as we want."

She didn't want Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiqin to grow up to be girls, but they were both sons when they were born.

She also hoped that they would be as steady and sensible as his brother, but none of them were worry-free.

Gu Weiwei turned around and picked up her daughter who was stretching out her little hand to hug, "Well, as long as they are safe and healthy." ”

She was at home with her two children until four o'clock in the afternoon, when Qiao Lin called.

"I'm outside the villa, you get ready and we're going to do the styling."

Gu Weiwei hung up the phone, handed over the child to Mrs. Fu and the nursery, and went out in a knitted suit.

As soon as he got into the car, Qiao Lin said.

"Now I'm going to do the styling first, and then I'll leave for the venue at six o'clock."

"Hmm." Gu Weiwei closed her eyes and recuperated.

"Also, Corris is here tonight, you must not let her compare." Qiao Lin reminded solemnly.

He finally released a photo on Weibo last time, and his popularity overwhelmed Corris.

If she is compared to Coris at the charity dinner this time, she will be able to make a big fuss about the other party.