She vaguely wondered, witnessing her drunk like this, could Gu Liancheng tolerate her? He even carried her back to their bedroom...
He showed great compassion by not leaving her to fend for herself in the living room!
With a "bang", Eleven was not careful, her hand sweeping over the table, unknowingly knocking a glass to the floor, it shattered.
"Oh no…" she murmured, noticing the water from the glass wetting some documents on the table.
Those were probably Gu Liancheng's papers. She had no idea how important they were!
"Ah—"
"Be careful!"
Eleven was leaning against the table, hunching over.
"Stop moving!" Gu Liancheng hung up the phone, threw his cell phone onto the bed, and helped Eleven onto the bed.
Her foot had stepped on shards of glass, and was bleeding.
"You should know not to walk barefoot where a glass has shattered. Even a three-year-old understands that!" he scolded her, frowning after inspecting her wound.
