A short message alert echoed.
Eleven had been keeping her phone hidden under her blankets all along, hastily checking it as soon as she heard the sound.
At this time, there was no one else it could be.
"Are you asleep now? I went downstairs earlier and noticed your room light was still on."
Eleven: Not yet, I canât fall asleep...
Gu Liancheng: Same. Canât sleep, so I just went downstairs to have a cup of coffee.
Eleven: Youâre having coffee this late? Not planning on sleeping, are you?
Gu Liancheng: Yes, thereâs a pile of documents that need processing. If Jiujiu could grow up faster, I could safely leave the company to him, and we could go tour the world.
Eleven: Pfft...
Jiujiu is still so young. Even if he inherits his extraordinary talents and shows great aptitude in business administration, at least he needs to be twenty years old, right?
He wouldnât have much experience by then, and heâd definitely need some assistance. Wanting to go tour the world, the wish probably wonât be realized that soon.
Eleven: Why are you all like this? As capitalistic as all of you are, shouldnât you find it harder to let go the more money you make? In your case, itâs completely the opposite, as if youâre dealing with a hot potato.
Gu Liancheng: Who else is there?
Eleven: Ye Mo, Jiujiuâs godfather, also said heâs waiting for Jiujiu to grow up so he can hand over his company to him.
Gu Liancheng: Humph.
Looking at this single, solitary word, Eleven couldnât help but laugh: Whatâs the matter?
Gu Liancheng: What relations does he have with Jiujiu? No blood relation, no familial ties, how could he possibly leave his company to Jiujiu?
Eleven: You donât know the Ye family. Feiâer doesnât want to take over, Ye Yang is a celebrity, Ye Yao is uninterested in the family business, only holding a title, without actually doing anything.
Gu Liancheng: What I meant was, his intentions arenât pure.
Eleven must have understood. He was implying that Ye Mo was interested in her, hence Ye Mo promised Jiujiu, right?
Eleven: What are you thinking about? Ye Mo is like an older brother to me. In his eyes, Iâm no different from Feiâer.
Gu Liancheng refrained from discussing this with her, instead declaring: Jiujiu is my son, let Ye Mo have his own.
Eleven: ...
She was left so speechless that she laughed.
Eleven: Are you going to pull an all-nighter?
Gu Liancheng: Probably wonât be able to sleep
Gathering from how everybody in his company was putting in extra work, he must have been busy lately. As CEO, he likely had tons of things to do.
Eleven: How about I come over and sleep with you, you think youâd still feel like working once Iâm lying down on the bed? (giggles)
Gu Liancheng: ...Enough kidding around.
If she came over, how could he possibly focus on his work? Whatâs more crucial is that she only teases and provokes, never takes responsibility for stirring things up. Thatâs just self-torture.
She wasnât sure how late it got while chatting with Gu Liancheng, who even while working didnât forget to reply to her. Engrossed in their conversation, she unknowingly fell asleep with her phone. It was late, and she went through the night without dreaming.
...
Eleven set an alarm for herself at seven oâclock.
Although she was extremely drowsy, she forced herself to open her eyes. Upon checking her phone, there was one unread message from Gu Liancheng from last night.
Since she hadnât replied, he knew she must have fallen asleep and avoided disturbing her.
After freshening up and changing her clothes, the two little darlings, Jiujiu and Cute, were already awake. Aunt Fang was preparing their breakfast in the kitchen.
Seeing Eleven, Aunt Fang was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Fang, you are quite obedient today, getting up so early."
"Indeed," Cute bounced downstairs happily, "Grandma Fang, does my mom often oversleep?"