"Listen up,"
"What do you think?"
"Um..." Gu Liancheng seemed to ponder deeply before laughing and saying, "My wifeâs voice is really pleasant to hear."
"..." Eleven immediately leaned forward, her forehead knocking into his, "You and your brother are just alike."
A flicker of displeasure crossed Gu Lianchengâs face, and he knocked back, "Donât say Iâm the same as him."
"I know, my husband is handsomer and better!"
That answer seemed to satisfy.
His thoughts were, "Wife, could your taste be any worse?" He helplessly pinched her nose, "Even if I were to fall from grace, you shouldnât despair and marry him, right? If you were to marry Jin Xiangbei, who is divorced, at least that would be a bit better for me. At least he truly loves you, and I would be more at ease."
"Nonsense! Youâre crazy!" Eleven pouted.
Scolded, he still just smiled.
It seemed that the voice message had no effect on him at all.
"Arenât you curious why I would say such things? Arenât you afraid that I actually hope youâll fall from grace soon, just like the speculations on Weibo?"
"Fool, such a stupid trap, would I easily fall for it if I were still Gu Liancheng? In this world, if I canât even trust you, then who is there left to trust?" He spoke to her in a tone that was too gentle and indulgent.
"Husband..." Elevenâs eyes shimmered with emotion, her voice suddenly soft and tender.
Her hands rested on his shoulders, and she couldnât help but pull him closer and kissed him.
Gu Liancheng responded for a while before letting go and seemingly annoyed, he looked at her and said, "Stop, donât do that. This isnât a full meal, just an appetizer to keep me hanging, and itâs going to spoil me eventually."
"But I was really moved..." Eleven pursed her lips and blinked.
"You arenât allowed to lure me like this either, knowing full well that my resistance to you is weak. Are you bullying me?"
"Wouldnât dare," she giggled, and the dark clouds between them cleared instantly, after the rain the sky is serene, "I just feel a bit guilty now..."
"Guilty about what? What bad thing did you do?"
Shaking her head, she grinned.
Gu Liancheng knew very well and lightly poked her, "Feeling guilty because you doubted me, huh? Look at you, you probably suspected that I cheated, so you purposely didnât answer my calls, avoided me, and didnât let Ye Fei tell me where you were, intending to drive me crazy as punishment, right? You also intentionally threw your phone into the sewer, right? That way, when you got caught, youâd have an excuse. Knowing that I would definitely not pursue it, and would buy you a new one, right? You take advantage of the fact that I care about you more."
"No!" Eleven, with lips sealed, nodded, "Itâs your fault! It was just as you called, âplop!â and it fell in. I was going to answer..."
"Okay, okay," he conceded, "My fault. Iâve been wrong so many times before, just one more wonât hurt."
He never intended to argue with her about who was right or wrong.
Love isnât a game, thereâs no need to constantly determine a winner and a loser.
If she wanted to win, let her win; as long as he had her, nothing else mattered.
"Husband, do you feel wronged?" Eleven giggled happily, thrilled to bits, all the storm and stress had blown over, "It was clearly my fault, yet you took the blame, making it seem like I was really bullying you."