My Hidden Wife is Sweet

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 1Gu Weiwei nodded obediently, “Yes, I spilled the coffee.”

 It had not been Mu Weiwei’s intentions but the coffee spilled because of her.

 Old Lady let out a sigh of disappointment.
What happened last night had already annoyed Hanzheng, who didn’t ask her to take responsibility because of his grandma.
What he had asked her to do was to move out of the house.

 3But now it was a matter of a company’s collaboration.
Fu’s Enterprise and Wilson Group had been in communication for months and it took them ages for Mr.
Wilson and Mrs.
Wilson to come to the country for detailed communication regarding the collaboration.

 Since the couple were very interested in Priam’s paintings, they spent a lot of effort trying to find one of the works, so as to give to the couple as a present.

 And now, this painting, which had been so hard to acquire, was ruined by Mu Weiwei’s coffee.

 Fu Hanzheng threw a look at Meng Ruya.
“Send the painting back.”

 Meng Ruya instantly made a call.
Within an hour’s time, the ruined-painting was placed in front of Gu Weiwei.

 Fu Hanzheng sounded fierce.
“You have two choices – first of all, repair the painting so it becomes perfectly fine.
Secondly, find another painting by Priam.”

 Gu Weiwei blinked and looked sinister yet intelligent at the same time.

 1“Any third choices?”

 Fu Hanzheng looked completely chill as he stared at her.

 “Or, take responsibility.”

 1“Master, Weiwei didn’t mean it.
Priam has few to no paintings out there that can be found.
We spent months trying to find such a painting.
How will she be able to get one right now?” Meng Ruya stood up and continued to plead for her.

 3“Ruya, stop defending her.
If she doesn’t take responsibility, she will end up in jail.” Fu Shiqin snorted.

 Meng Ruya threw a look at Fu Hanzheng’s cold expression and showed an invisible smile.

 Mu Weiwei was certainly going to be kicked out of the Fu Family this time.

 She couldn’t even move into this house, what made this little girl become a resident anyways?

 Gu Weiwei was not frightened by the situation.
She threw a look at the painting placed in front of her.

 “Actually, you should all thank me.”

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