Chapter 39: Child, Is She Your Mother? _1

Eleven, who never bothers to put on makeup, looks just like a high school student, especially with her preferred attire: casual wear.

She seems immature.

"Child, is she your mom?"

"Uh-huh..." Jiujiu looks away, casually nodding his head.

Eleven: "..."

Oh honey, what’s with the reluctant face to acknowledge your mother!

"She’s still a child herself," exclaimed an aunt, "No wonder she fails to take good care of her child! Young girl, don’t you have anyone at home?"

Eleven just smiles, refraining from answering.

Jiujiu tugged on Eleven’s sleeve, "The teacher mentioned a parent meeting next week, want to come?"

"Huh? Next week?"

"Yes. Next Wednesday at six in the evening."

"Uh..."

Eleven hesitated, not reluctant to go, but unsure whether Gu Liancheng had any arrangements for next Wednesday. She racked her brain but couldn’t remember.

Jiujiu’s parents’ meeting is important, but it must be unobtrusive to Gu Liancheng.

If suspected, being secretly investigated, and revealing Jiujiu, she’d be completely ruined!

"Sweetie, let mom think about it, I will tell you tomorrow."

"Oh, it’s okay if you can’t make it. ╮(╯_╰)╭" Jiujiu shrugged and spread out his hands, understanding Eleven’s predicament and not forcing it.

However, their conversation struck a different chord with the aunties and uncles.

"Oh dear! Young girl, you’re failing at being a mother?! Not even bothering to attend your own child’s parent meeting?"

"Right! No matter how busy you are, you need to take some responsibility for your child, how can you neglect that?"

One after another, they lectured Eleven, who humbly bowed and apologetically replied, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry... I was wrong uncles and aunties...I will definitely go... I’m sorry for bringing trouble upon you!"

Finally, the bus arrived at their stop and Eleven, as if escaping, hastily dragged Jiujiu off the bus.

Once off the bus, all was quiet!

Eleven massaged her throbbing temples: "Sweetheart, is it always these aunts and uncles on this bus ride?"

"Yes," Jiujiu shrugged and nodded, "they exercise in the park every day."

"Ah... I’m going crazy!" Eleven slapped her own face, "Alright sweetie, let’s go in."

"Jiujiu~~~" A cute, soft voice floated over.

Our Little Princess is still cutely dressed today, with a shiny tiara hair clip pinned to her head, glittering in the sun.

If it were any other child, Eleven would assume it’s fake, but on Little Princess, she is left wondering if those are diamonds from South Africa, priceless.

Gu Mengmeng ran over, held Jiujiu’s hand and cheerfully declared, "Seeing Jiujiu first thing in the morning always puts me in a good mood!"

Although Jiujiu doesn’t speak, he shares the sentiment!

Then he looked back at his own Eleven... Full of disdain!

Eleven, completely oblivious of Jiujiu’s contemptuous look, noticing what’s in front- a Bentley seemingly passing by.

Wait?

Didn’t it look identical to Gu Liancheng’s car? Even the color matched!

Wasn’t it supposed to be a limited edition? How come it is so commonly seen everywhere?

"That car..."

Jiujiu also looked up, glanced twice, identifying the model in one, confirming the license plate number in the second.

He then looked back at Eleven, still puzzled, and shook his head helplessly: ╮(╯_╰)╭ It’s Gu Liancheng’s car alright, why didn’t idiot Eleven recognize it?