"Eleven, what are you doing?" Cute inquired, "Iââ"
"Iâm so thrilled that youâre alright, Cute!" Eleven said passionately, holding her face and planting a kiss on her forehead. "You have no idea how worried we all were when you fell ill with a fever! Especially your dad!"
Eleven, holding Cute, was on the verge of crying, uncertain about getting through this.
She was hoping to leave before Cute woke up to avoid the meeting all together. Who would have thought that Cute would come hopping downstairs before she was fully recovered.
Gu Liancheng cleared his throat, but didnât express anything immediately to Cute, instead heading towards the bar. He patted her head as he passed by, uttering a deep, "Iâm glad youâre alright."
He thought that after pulling Cute out of the refrigerator last night, they had a conversation. Hence he was under the impression that their relationship was cordial and didnât suspect anything.
Feeling hot and cold alternately, Cute blinked in confusion, unable to comprehend the situation.
"...Still got a bit of fever huh."
"Itâs nothing. Youâll get better soon."
Seeing Cute turn to watch the bar, Eleven said with a beaming smile, "You had a fever, your dad was really worried about you and rushed home. He didnât want to let you go."
But irrespective of other things, the concern Gu Liancheng had for Cute that she witnessed yesterday was undeniable. Even when his own mother held him, he refused her and chose instead to hold Cute and pamper her for a long time.
Although Cute wasnât his daughter, he cherished her as if she was his own.
However, she certainly couldnât share this with Cute. Cute was already under the impression that her father didnât like her. If she discovered the truth, she would certainly overthink it.
Gu Liancheng must have planned this as well. Otherwise he wouldnât have protected Cute so tightly for so many years.
"Huh âź(âŻâœâ°)â Thereâs no way!" Cute shrugged helplessly. "Having a tsundere dad who cares for me but doesnât express it, is hard. Itâs tough to get an âI love youâ out of him!"
Eleven: "..."
Her apologies. It seems like she was overthinking...
Miss Gu didnât even bother about it!
"But Eleven, why are you here? Do you know my dad?" Cute, with her big eyes wide open, asked.
"Uh... Weâre coworkers," Eleven said blissfully. "But Cute, can you do me a favor?"
"Go on."
"This thing is... your dad is my boss right? I told him that Iâm single. If you brought up Jiujiu to him, he would know I lied and I would lose my job immediately, so..."
"Ah..." Cute nodded in understanding, "Then you need to be careful, Eleven. Boss Gu hates being lied to. It will be really terrible."
Eleven put on a miserable expression and nodded: "I see!"
Shang Muxue noticed Cute and Eleven giggling together. Clearing her throat, she began to descend the stairs.
"Mommy!" Cute quickly turned her head and exclaimed joyfully, "Eleven, you havenât met my mommy! I have a mommy!"
Cute ran back and threw herself into Shang Muxueâs arms, being extremely affectionate: "Good morning, mommy~"
"Good morning, darling. Has your fever come down?"
Watching Shang Muxue and Cute interact, Eleven got up, unable to watch any longer. She turned back to the bar where Gu Liancheng was making coffee.
The hand Eleven extended to pick up the coffee was knocked away by Gu Liancheng: "You should drink milk. Coffee is not allowed."