Chapter 20 Are You Still Waiting for Gu Liancheng?_1

"No need! I’ll wait a bit longer, he is not just busy for a day or two."

It’s already eight o’clock.

Is he working overtime again?

"Madam, you shouldn’t wait for your husband anymore, eat first, the food has cooled, and your stomach isn’t very good, you shouldn’t starve."

"It’s fine, I’m not hungry! Auntie, you can leave after you finish your work."

"Eh! I’ll leave now, Madam, have something first, okay?"

"I got it! I’ll manage, goodbye Auntie."

However, Gu Liancheng only said he would be back tonight, but he didn’t say he would be back for dinner, did she misunderstand?

By eight-thirty, he still hasn’t returned.

Gu Liancheng has his own busyness. She is obedient and never bothers him with calls. Because she knows, if he wants to find her, he will call her. But if she calls him first when he doesn’t want to be found or can’t be found, wouldn’t that disturb him and draw his dislike?

So unless it’s a big deal, Eleven doesn’t take the initiative to find Gu Liancheng. In fact, life has always been calm, no big incident has ever occurred, so she rarely reaches out to him, always waiting for his news.

She lounged on the sofa and watched TV for a while until nine o’clock.

Forget it, time to eat.

A table full of dishes, Eleven eating alone, her heart feeling empty. If she had known he wouldn’t come back, she would have gone to see Jiujiu.

"Hmm..." She clutched her abdomen while eating.

As Auntie predicted, her stomach was a bit uncomfortable.

Feeling nauseous, Eleven had no desire to eat. She left most of the dishes untouched, took her medicine, and rested on the sofa.

In the large villa, only Eleven was there, quiet and silent.

Sometimes when she looked at the deserted place, she felt a bit lost deep down.

Her relationship with Gu Liancheng was truly strange.

As soon as Eleven laid down on the sofa, her phone rang. She hastily answered.

"Hello, honey?"

"Hahahahaha..." A burst of Ye Wanjun’s unrestrained laughter came from the other end.

Eleven was taken aback, looked at the screen, it was Wan Jun, not Gu Liancheng.

She reflexively thought it was Gu Liancheng who called.

"Baby Eleven! How much do you miss your husband?" Without a doubt, this was going to be Wan Jun’s favorite joke for the next few days.

"Speak your mind or fart quickly, sis..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... Fang Eleven, you’re too pragmatic! You are such a buddy forgetter!"

"I’m having a stomachache, just as I was lying down, you called."

"Alright, alright! I mean, you’re still waiting for Gu Liancheng, aren’t you?"

"Yeah! Well, what’s your point? Laugh if you want."

Having such a sarcastic friend is already enough!

"Yeah, I came to laugh at you," Ye Wanjun chuckled, "Come on Jiujiu Baby, tell your mom."

"Fang Eleven, you’ve embarrassed me." Fang Jiujiu scowled at her instantly.

"..." Eleven wanted to cry, "Baby..."

"Look at the news yourself. Your husband has been abducted, yet you’re still naively waiting at home!"

"What?"

Ye Wanjun said, "You didn’t know, did you? Your husband was photographed with Huang Shanshan at West City Square! What were you doing!"

"..."

Oh, so he didn’t come back not because he was working overtime, but because he had a date?

"Honey, do you feel incompetent as a wife? You need to call him back right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Eleven immediately checked online and indeed it was true.

Even though it’s from behind, after four years together, she recognized her husband at first glance.

Well, Wan Jun was right, she seemed a bit like a failure, eh?