But looking at it this way...
Did he inadvertently ruin their happy reunion?
I bet Eleven must have been distressed at that moment, not being able to leave.
"Does this mean, on Christmas, New Yearās Eve, and so many other important holidays, you guys never spent them together?" Gu Liancheng...
Because, as far as he can gather, on such holidays... Eleven usually spent them with him.
"What do you think?" Jiujiu shot back with a sarcastic look.
"... Ignorance excused."
If he knew, would any of this have happened?
He would have brought Jiujiu over too, to spend it as a family.
Though all these happened because she didnāt tell him her true intentions, Gu Liancheng still felt uneasy. After all, because of him, mother and son spent very little time together.
"Nevertheless... Eleven thanked me, saying weāve been living well throughout these years thanks to your financial support. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him with his job wages to raise me as well as he has."
Gu Liancheng rubbed his nape.
He was pleased for not having let her down. Hence, by extension, their son was also living quite well.
Yes, he could merely say they were living āquite wellā. The things Jiujiu had were far from meeting his expectations, and compared to the abundance of Cute, Jiujiu still stirred a feeling of heartache within him.
However, it would stop here. From now on, he would give the best things to both his children, and no one would suffer anymore.
"Also, you should be nicer to my godmother," said Jiujiu, "Whenever Eleven was too busy to take care of me, godmother was there for me. She deserves much of the credit for my healthy growth."
"Naturally, Iāll be sure to thank her. But the Ye Family isnāt short on money, so we should wait for the right time. Life is long, and everyone needs help sometime. When she needs it, Iāll definitely help as much as I can."
"Godmother, did you hear that? Save this voice message."
"..."
So, Jiujiu had been recording all this time.
Not long after, a WeChat message came through. Jiujiu played it out loud. It was Ye Feiās voice: "Thanks, Mr. Gu! Iāll definitely save this voice message properly, and come to you when the time comes. Kisses!"
"Okay." He certainly wasnāt just talking nonsense, he had to deliver.
...
"Why are you here? Does your family know?"
Eleven only closed the door a little, leaving it open.
"Eleven..." Jin Xiangbei leaned against the wall, slowly standing up. Because he was drunk, he staggered a bit and took some effort to stand up.
She helped him to stand, saying: "Iāll call Yao Ruoshui, so she can come pick you up."
He stopped her from making the call by placing a hand on her wrist: "If she knows Iām here with you, arenāt you afraid sheāll misunderstand?"
Eleven was slightly taken aback. He then smiled and said: "I know... you donāt care if she misunderstands... You wouldnāt care about something... I donāt care about. But Iām worried... sheāll hold more grudges against you... Donāt call her..."
She was innocent, but he did make sense.
To a person like Yao Ruoshui, she wouldnāt believe anyone elseās words. She only trusted what she saw with her own eyes, and her own fantasies.
"Then Iāll call Brother South--Hey!"
This time, he snatched her phone away.
"I donāt want to see anyone!" His voice raised, "I only want to see you..."
That was his reason for coming.