"If I knew you back then, Iâd have lectured you properly. I bet you wouldnât have dared to have a premature love affair."
"Hehe, I wouldnât dare!"
Eleven couldnât imagine what it would be like to meet Gu Liancheng at the age of fifteen when her youth was just beginning.
In what kind of scenario would that be?
She couldnât figure out how he could have entered her life at that time.
He was five years older; she fifteen, he twentyâ He must have been an old, mature man by then. Because when she met him three years later, he already had that "Iceberg-face." They were only three years apart, so he shouldnât have changed much.
If everything started from the beginning, who could foresee what would happen? This was a paradox impossible to answer.
...
Everyone had taken their seats, and Gu Liancheng arrived late with Eleven.
Almost everyone ignored Eleven on the side and started exchanging pleasantries with Gu Liancheng.
"Itâs been a few years. Liancheng, you really look completely different now!" The speaker was Wenzhen, whom Eleven recognized as Wen Qianxiâs father, "Youâre truly like your father!"
"These youngsters are outdoing each other in competence! We older ones should retire. If we were to compare, our Little North would be out of the league." Jin Father said as well.
From his side, Eleven whispered, "You really have a big face."
Everyone was rushing to praise him.
In front of the crowd, especially after deliberately glancing at Jin Xiangbei, Gu Liancheng slightly turned his head, touched Elevenâs forehead, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile on his lips.
"Liancheng, these years, Qianxiââ"
Wenchenâs words were cut off by Gu Liancheng.
His gaze was intense, a hand was cradling Elevenâs cheek; he ignored what Wenchen was saying, his brows furrowing deeper and he signaled the waiter, "Get me some ice."
Clearly, it was because of Elevenâs slightly swollen cheek.
As soon as Gu Liancheng said that, Wenchen couldnât continue.
Most people were still in the dark, someone asked, "What happened? Is she injured?"
"This lass is too naughty," Gu Liancheng said with an indulgent, slightly reproachful tone, "She canât sit still at home. She insists on being an assistant to a superstar. In such a short while, her palm was pierced, and she was slapped in the face."
Everyone seated was somewhat surprised, as they couldnât recall ever hearing him talk with this tone.
Eleven: "..."
Why did she feel... he was about to start? No matter how she heard it, his words sounded very phony! Yet most people didnât seem to grasp what he was implying, and kept conversing.
"Arenât these superstars getting out of hand these days?" Although they werenât sure who this Fang Eleven was to him, they continued the conversation anyhow.
"She said it wasnât one."
"Then who? Isnât there any law and order?"
"I donât know," Gu Liancheng said, "I told her that whoever did this, I will hold them accountable. Iâve asked her many times, but she keeps refusing to say. I have no clue what sheâs worried about."
Eleven remained silent.
Swooshââ
Thatâs it, Boss Guâs scheming side was fully aflame!
How could he not know? She told him it was Yao Ruoshui.
"Knock" Yao Ruoshui had just finished drinking water and was about to put it down. The scare Gu Liancheng gave her made her hands shake spilling the water. She was in a flurry.
"What happened, Miss Yao?" Gu Lianchengâs icy gaze fell on her, "Are you feeling guilty? Could it be you?"