Jealous

"You do."

Gu Weiwei countered, although he truly did not smell like perfume.

Fu Hanzheng held her shoulders and directed her upstairs. "Fu Shiqin told you about it?"

"Of course he did! You were dancing with another woman, not me." Gu Weiwei pursed her lips and her tone was full of jealousy.

Fu Hanzheng took her into the master bedroom and said, "You weren't dancing with me either, when you were dancing with Anthony Gustav."

"You…" Gu Weiwei was speechless.

Fu Hanzheng took her into his arms and kissed her lips; he then started explaining.

"I ran into Qin Man, who was transferred back to the country, and the Deputy Minister asked me to dance with her. I told her that we were getting married and invited her to attend the wedding."

Gu Weiwei felt embarrassed after hearing what he said.

He had handled it so well, which now made her look unreasonable.

Seeing her pursed lips, Fu Hanzheng chuckled.