"..."
Eleven stood at her own front door, speechless and choking.
Her own home, yet she couldn't enter — was she the first person to ever be in this situation?
"Mr. Gu, do you really want to hear it? All the women in the world would be willing to say it. Is this really necessary?"
They were already divorced, yet he still asked her to say it. She had principles, alright?
"OK, you don't have to say it. You know I'm not one to make things difficult. For your own safety, I oversaw the change of the lock, and the key is only with me. No one else has it. I'm at the office — you know the way, right? Come get it yourself, I'm too busy to deliver it."
The office?
Liancheng Group?
The place that was an hour's taxi ride away from her home? If she were to go there and back, the shortest time it would take would be two hours. She was afraid she might die of hunger in the taxi by then.
Exactly, Mr. Gu didn't like to make things difficult, but when he did, it was unbearable!
