Chapter 860: 860 They got engaged (1)
Tomorrow is the engagement ceremony, so Eleven had an inkling that Gu Liancheng definitely wouldn’t come back tonight.
"He’s not coming back," Eleven said to Aunt Fang.
"But..." Aunt Fang was a bit troubled.
With the master not around and both little treasures away, only the two of them were left.
But tomorrow is the master and Miss Shang’s engagement ceremony... What to do...
They all say they trust the master wouldn’t let the mistress down, but no matter how you look at it, what’s about to happen tomorrow, what should one think?
Aunt Fang paced around the living room, glancing at Eleven from time to time, actually keeping a careful watch, lest she do something to harm herself.
However, Aunt Fang felt that the mistress looked calm, as if nothing was going to happen tomorrow.
Was it just her overthinking?
"What would you like to eat tonight, madam? I’ll cook anything you want!"
"Um..." Eleven propped her chin and thought for a moment, "Don’t count me in for dinner! Auntie, just fix something for yourself, I’m going to change clothes and head out!"
After saying that, Eleven rushed upstairs.
"Madam—Where are you going? It’s so late, it’s better not to go out alone, right? The master will worry."
"It’s okay, I’m going to find Jiaqi!"
Staying at home alone is boring, and being bored could lead to overthinking. It’s better to find someone for company.
After changing clothes and coming down, Aunt Fang still asked worriedly, "Will you come back tonight?"
"Not sure, I might not return. Auntie, don’t wait up for me, just go to bed!"
"Ah! Okay..."
Aunt Fang stood at the door, it being summer, the days long, and even at four o’clock, it was still very bright outside.
Her heart hesitated—could there be a turn for the worse tomorrow?
...
"Don’t overthink it. When you see An Hao later, stay calm. After all, what’s done is done. Just explain things clearly; we can’t do much to her."
Holding the evidence, Eleven and Song Jiaqi took a cab to find An Hao.
Someone had tampered with the hotel surveillance, and nothing could be found. Fortunately, they found a clue through the dashcam footage of a car in the parking lot.
It had captured An Hao exiting a car with Gu Tianyu and Mr. Yang.
Eleven didn’t know what means Gu Liancheng had used, but the recording they had in hand was Mr. Yang’s own admission—conspiring with them, initially, their target was Song Jia.
"I know..."
Song Jia, although responding calmly, her expression said otherwise, and Eleven saw it clearly.
At this moment, her feelings must be quite complicated.
"I just didn’t expect your guess would turn out to be true."
Eleven said, "I hoped it was false, that I was overthinking. But..."
When she got this piece of evidence, she knew they hadn’t misunderstood An Hao.
Eleven hadn’t spent much time with An Hao; they weren’t at the stage of deep friendship, but it was different for Jiaqi—they had known each other for many years.
From strangers initially, to later practicing together, enduring trials, they promised to debut together, to make a name in the entertainment industry, to leave their own circles, but in the end, these were just mere dreams.
Now that the dream had ended, Song Jiaqi patted her own face, consoling herself, "It’s okay, knowing it now is still better than finding out later. Thanks to you, I woke up early and didn’t mistake her for a true friend."
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