Thirty million is a huge amount to Eleven. She wouldnāt be able to earn that much in her lifetime.
But for Gu Liancheng, Ye Mo and others, they move tens of millions, even billions around all the time. Itās probably no more significant to them than three dollars is to her.
Eleven figured, never mind then. Now that Jiujiuās identity has been exposed, at worse, couldnāt his father just help him repay the debt?
Gu Liancheng...
He wouldnāt leave Jiujiu in the lurch, would he?
"So, honey, you have to promise Mom, just this once, okay? Donāt borrow money from your Daddy Ye Mo anymore. If you need a small amount, Momās got it. If itās a huge amount..." Eleven hesitated, pursing her lips, "you can ask your real father for it... if, heās willing to give, that is."
Getting it from Gu Liancheng was more acceptable than getting it from Ye Mo, because after all, Gu Liancheng was his biological father.
"No way," Fang Jiujiu refused without hesitation.
Eleven recalls the encounter between the father and son downstairs earlier and sighs in despair.
They didnāt seem like father and son at all, more like sworn enemies, each with envious eyes, right?
"Okay, okay, itās late. Letās talk about all these things later. Go to bed." Eleven straightened the blanket and let Jiujiu snuggle in.
Jiujiu turned and crawled into the blanket, and they both lay down face to face. They slept with a nightlight on, as usual. The light was a bit dim, but they could still see each otherās face.
Jiujiu closed his eyes straight away, but Eleven, gripped by insomnia, felt no desire to sleep.
Tonightās events were indeed beyond her expectations.
She thought that since the marriage was already over, Jiujiu should be totally safe, but didnāt expect...
The Jiujiu whom sheād hidden for so many years had ultimately been found.
Perhaps everything was already predestined, lifeās script being unalterable by human effort.
She just didnāt expect that this day would come so hastily, leaving her totally unprepared.
Having slept now, what would the scene be like tomorrow morning?
Eleven closed her eyes. Her mind was muddled with anxiety about what could happen tomorrow. Did Gu Liancheng hear what she said earlier? And, what were his thoughts on the Jiujiu issue?
Could he really... let Jiujiu stay by her side?
"Honey... you and Cute have to love each other, okay?" Eleven said softly, not wanting to wake Jiujiu up.
"Weāre already quite fine," Jiujiu opened his eyes suddenly.
Eleven was taken aback: "Honey, you arenāt asleep yet?"
"You arenāt asleep either, mumbling to yourself over there?"
"Nothing," Eleven laughed, "Go to sleep, honey, Iām going to sleep too."
At this moment, there was a sound of the door being pushed open.
Eleven half sat up and asked, "Who is it?"
She was not worried at all because, with all the people in the house today, a thief wouldnāt stand a chance. Eleven thought, any burglar who didnāt run away at the sight of the chaotic scene and still wanted to break in must have a very strong mind!
"Itās me~" The reply came in a low, sticky voice from Cute.
"Cute? Why are you still awake?" Upon hearing that it was Cute, Elevenās tone changed. In a short time, Eleven and Cute had established a deep bond. Every time Eleven thought of Cute as her daughter, she couldnāt hide her affection.
"I couldnāt sleep, I wanted to come and find you." Another voice echoed from behind Cute in the room.
Two figures, one large and one small, entered the room.