Gu Liancheng looked at her with his eyes lowered, a tender smile touched his face. Gently stroking her hair, he softly said, "Little lady, what's on your mind?"
Eleven looked at him and chuckled, "Nothing special."
Perhaps, the divorce agreement in her bedside table drawer could wait until he brings it up.
"By the way, honey, will you be here next Wednesday?"
Gu Liancheng did not immediately response. Instead, he asked her, "What's the matter?"
"We have a musical play to rehearse, intensive rehearsals will start next week, so... " Eleven pursed her lips, flashing her eyes, "So I might not frequently come over here..."
"That would be fine. I just wanted to tell you that I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. I won't be back until next Thursday. I was worried that you'd be bored here on your own."
"Ah! That's perfect then!" Eleven sat up suddenly.
It seemed that she could attend Jiujiu's parent-teacher meeting now?
