Aunt Fang continued to offer her advice, "Madam, Iāve heard there is a Fertility Temple in the northern city. The compassionate Goddess of Fertility there is known to be very accurate in her blessings. Why donāt you go offer a prayer and ask the Goddess to let you conceive quickly? Wouldnāt that keep your husband by your side?"
"Pfft..."
"Madam, what are you laughing at?"
"Itās nothing." Eleven covers her mouth, calming herself down.
If they could salvage their relationship through having a child, wouldnāt she be establishing her status through her son, Jiujiu?
What she fears the most is that she doesnāt understand Gu Liancheng well enough, and in the end, she might end up in a predicament where he only wants the child but not her.
If she loses Jiujiu, who can she turn to in her time of suffering?
In this world, how can one survive without some power and status?
"Auntie, Iām heading out, I wonāt be back tonight~"
...
Ye Wanjun was waiting for Eleven at the entrance of the kindergarten.
"Whereās Jiujiu?"
"Heās long inside! I was waiting for you, the one who forgets morality at the sight of beauty!"
"Stop scolding me. I almost got ruined last night."
"Huh?"
While walking, Eleven shared her harrowing experience from the previous evening with Ye Wanjun.
"Gosh... You didnāt blow your cover, did you?"
"No..." Eleven shook her head, "But the terrible thing is, if Gu Liancheng has indeed gone to investigate me, heāll find out about my past relationship with Jin Xiangbei... So, I think when he returns next week, Iāll have to come clean and hope for leniency."
"...Good luck!"
"By the way, how much did you spend yesterday? Iāll reimburse you."
"Youāre being silly! Why would we discuss money?" Ye Wanjun retorted, pretending to get angry, "And besides, I didnāt pay. The Royal Princess is the Little Princessās territory. She just snaps her fingers and we leave, thereās no need to pay. Idiot!"
At the thought of Gu Mengmeng (Cute) leading them out with a snap of her fingers, Eleven bursts into laughter.
It seemed completely natural!
"Yeah..." Ye Wanjun props up her chin pensively, "In this age of power struggles, the Little Princess really was fortunate from the start! Jiujiu hasnāt been so lucky."
As she says this, she glances at Eleven.
Feeling a little guilty, Eleven protests, "What... What!?"
"If someone had worked a little harder, taken a few years to steal someoneās heart, Jiujiu couldāve been high and mighty by now. Does he really need to stick by your side and suffer?"
"..." Eleven merely twiddles her thumbs in response.
Itās not like she wanted this...
But Gu Liancheng is like this blinding sun; she doesnāt dare to touch him.
Jiujiu is her only one. She didnāt dare gamble their future on him.
"But... I feel like Iāve seen that Little Princess somewhere before... Where could it be..."
"Really? How is that possible? Cute only recently returned from the United States, have you ever been there?"
"Tch!" Ye Wanjun gives her a disdainful look, "So the moment Gu Liancheng takes you to Paris, you start looking down on me, huh? Smelly girl!"
Once Gu Liancheng had taken Eleven to Paris on a business trip, she felt like she was just an unnecessary accessory among his numerous luggage. To him, she was of no consequence at all.
"Hey, nothing like that."
Just then, Bai Xiaoxiao approaches them.
"Xiaoxiao, classes are about to start. Where are you off to?"
"Eleven, Wanjun, I got the audition notice! I made it!" Bai Xiaoxiao rushes over, grabbing Elevenās hand with a happy expression.
"Really? Thatās terrific, I told you not to worry. Your hard work was clear to see and wouldnāt go in vain."
Ye Wanjun, however, is less convinced: "Who knows how she got it."
"Wanjun!" Eleven stops her.
Eleven doesnāt quite understand why Wanjun is speaking in this manner.
Why is she suddenly using this tone with Xiaoxiao? Did something happen that she wasnāt aware of?
"Forget I said anything," Ye Wanjun dismissively extends her hand towards Xiaoxiao, "Congratulations, Miss Bai!"