When Gu Moming asked his question, the room fell silent. He thought she hadn’t figured it out herself and was about to close his eyes and sleep, but she spoke up softly from behind.
With a serious response, she said, "I want to be with him, I thought about marrying him, I thought about having a baby with him. Is this love?"
Gu Moming opened his eyes, then closed them again in disappointment, not answering her. The room returned to silence.
Before long, he could faintly hear her even breathing. Gu Moming glanced at her in the dim light from outside, then lifted the blanket and walked to a hidden cabinet, taking out a pack of cigarettes. He sat alone at the small table by the window to smoke.
He became restless. He thought, only by taking her away from this place would she stay quietly by his side, right?
Just like in Italy, cut off her connection with Shen Yanchen so that this love wouldn’t grow...
But would she still be willing to go back with him now?
After smoking half a pack, he dumped the ashes into the trash can, walked to her bed, and lay down next to her, hugging her from behind.
The stir woke her up. She drowsily turned her head to look at him, smacked her lips, adjusted her position, and closed her eyes again.
Gu Moming tightened his arms, encircling her in his chest. After a while, she mumbled uncomfortably, "...I’m hot."
Gu Moming reached for the air conditioner remote on the bedside table, lowered the temperature a bit, and then hugged her comfortably. Before long, he fell asleep.
In the morning, Gu Qimiao woke up first. She turned her head and saw him behind her, frowned, and kicked him away with her foot. After lying in bed for a while, she got up to brush her teeth and wash her face.
"Bang." The bathroom door, which was ajar, was kicked open from outside by Gu Moming. Gu Qimiao looked at him as he walked in, her mouth full of toothpaste foam.
Gu Moming gave her a glance, then went to the toilet and started unbuttoning his pants. Gu Qimiao’s eyes widened in anger, "I’m brushing my teeth!"
He acted as if he didn’t hear, reaching in...
Gu Qimiao hurriedly moved outside, closed the door for him. He wasn’t embarrassed, but she felt embarrassed for him!
After two minutes, he walked out, fastening his belt, and even scolded her, "Brushing your teeth for so long, do you think the toilet is brushing?"
Gu Qimiao got angry, pulled out her toothbrush, and shouted at him, "It’s because you took my bathroom!"
Toothpaste foam sprayed out, landing on his hand. He wiped it disgustedly on her clothes, then turned and walked away looking as irritating as possible.
"Gu Moming, tomorrow I’ll set you up on a blind date!"
"Whatever makes you happy."
Gu Qimiao was so furious that she stomped her foot and returned to the bathroom, "The toilet isn’t even flushed!"
"You can flush it together after you use it."
"Ding-dong—ding-dong..." At that moment, the doorbell in the hallway rang.
Gu Moming frowned, continued buttoning his shirt, and leisurely walked downstairs after finishing.
Gu Qimiao, done with her grooming, curiously followed. Not many knew that she and Gu Moming lived here. Who could be visiting?
As Gu Qimiao stepped down the stairs, Gu Moming had already reached the door and opened it, saying, "What are you doing here?"
Gu Qimiao saw the person outside and halted her steps.
Mrs. Gu glanced inside the house, then walked in, "Son, you live in a place ?"
"If you don’t like it, go back to the Gu household. I’m busy, no time to entertain you." Gu Moming always had a cold attitude towards his parents.
It wasn’t his fault. Gu Qimiao used to think having parents was a blessing, but she didn’t see that in Gu Moming.
Mrs. Gu always claimed to love her son but didn’t want the hassle. Most things were handled by the servants. Even after so many years in Italy, she only made phone calls, caring verbally, never once visiting her son there.
She probably spent more time in casinos than with Gu Moming.
Upon seeing Gu Qimiao standing nearby, Mrs. Gu gave her a look but said nothing, then sat down on the sofa and called Gu Moming, "Son, come sit. I have something to tell you." She then turned to Gu Qimiao, "Can’t you get some water? I’m dying of thirst!"
Gu Qimiao pursed her lips, walked to the water dispenser, and handed over two cups of water.
Mrs. Gu took a sip, then smiled at Gu Moming, "Son, do you have a girlfriend yet?"
Gu Moming sneered, "Why the sudden interest in my affairs? What? Out of gambling money?"