"Little Weiwei!" A voice, surprised and tinged with disbelief, sounded in the ears of Mu Lin and Tang Qishan.
Instinctively taking a step forward, Gu Muqing looked at the unconscious Shen Wei. After her disbelief came an overwhelming joy.
It really was Little Weiwei.
"Mr. Gu, do you know my wife?" Tang Qishan asked, slightly curious. But his wife was just an ordinary woman, how could she know Gu Muqing, a woman of such prestige? Moreover, from the tone of Gu Muqing's words, he could tell that their relationship was probably quite good.
Gu Muqing nodded, "Yes, I've known her since we were children; Weiwei and I were classmates, but we lost touch after high school." Her eyes softened, "I can't believe Little Weiwei has married you." And now, she was lying there in bed, asleep.
