"How do you know I didnât eat?" He tweaks her nose, "You planted a spy in my company?"
As voluntary as these words were, his tone lacked any signs of anger.
Song Jiaqi wondered, should he not be raging at this discovery?
She pondered during the entire journey, Qianxun and Mrs. Gu, the latter whom she had imagined, appeared worlds apart. It wasnât about their looks - Qianxun was stunning too, yet...
It was simply an underlying feeling.
All the characteristics people attributed to Mrs. Gu...
None matched Qianxunâs.
However, Song Jiaqi thought of something else shortly.
Neither Gu Liancheng nor the legendary Mrs. Gu had ever revealed to the public what kind of person Mrs. Gu is; her looks, temperament, personality - everything was based on public speculations, nothing more.
Through this incident, Song Jiaqi deeply felt the deep waters of this circle; gossip and scandals, best heard and forgotten.
Whether itâs true or not, only the person involved would know.
This was perhaps a lesson she needed before entering the entertainment circle.
...
Once they reached the destination, she understood Su Baiâs intentions and left the car first with him.
Eleven and Gu Liancheng alone occupied the car.
"Does it matter if Jiaqi knows?"
"Our relationship wouldnât matter if it wasnât untimely, even if the whole world knows," he said, "I wish I could let everyone know about us this instant, so no one else would attempt to claim you."
She was too good at attracting men, and the people surrounding her gave him a sense of crisis.
Even Jingyang...
This brother of hers, who held no blood ties, frustratingly plagued his mind.
Not only was he her brother, but he was also a friend heâd known for years. Some things just became difficult to talk about due to their relationship. He couldnât jump to conclusions before everything was clear.
"Understand! You handle your matters at hand; the company just overcame a crisis recently. The trust of the shareholders towards you has just been rebuilt; there canât be another scandal so soon."
Gu Tianyu was always watching, waiting to strike at his vulnerability. Once he found a loophole, he feared he wouldnât be forgiven as easily as last time!
She couldnât let him fall into trouble again.
Gu Liancheng entwined his arm around her dainty waist, dragging her towards himself. His deep eyes fixated on her: "My Qianxun, can I say that I see your love for me in your eyes now?"
"Of course," Eleven didnât deny it, a smile lighting up her eyes, "I love you. Naturally I need to love you if weâve decided to journey together."
"Even to the extent of enduring misery for me? Even if it means watching me propose to Shang Muxue, it wouldnât matter?"
They had finally broached the topic.
Elevenâs gaze wavered a little, then she said: "I canât tell you carelessly that it doesnât matter. If it doesnât, then how is our relationship different from before? I could only watch you be with another woman nonchalantly and not be jealous if I didnât love you."
Her genuine emotions left him momentarily speechless.
How many times had he hoped to see her jealous for him? But now that he had, it made him uncomfortable.
If you love someone, you wouldnât like to see them upset. He wished to see her happy and radiant every day.