"Shaocheng..." Following their flight from Maldives, they had not spoken a word to each other. Upon seeing him about to leave, Chenxing hastily broke the silence, calling out to him from behind: "Where are you going?"
Gu Shaocheng paused in his tracks, slowly turned around avoiding giving away too much, and responded indifferently: "This is my business. You don’t have to worry about it."
However, such an attitude, in Chenxing’s view, conveyed a different ssage.
It was as if he didn’t want to bother with her.
Usually, even if he really was busy, he would co to her, say a few words, kiss and hug her, and reluctantly let her go.
The huge gap left her heart aching.
She bit her lip, not wanting to play the cold war with him. She thought of going boldly in front of him, and using the coquettish tactics An Ying had taught her, in order to defuse the tense situation.
But even with her determination, she could not put her intents into action.
Seeing her hesitate to get into the car, Gu Shaocheng’s deanor softened a bit, and in a gentler tone he said, "Go ho first, I have sothing to take care of."
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He said that he had sothing to do, and was gone for an entire month.
During that ti, he didn’t contact her at all.
Whenever she called him, his mobile phone was either switched off or unreachable. Even the text ssages she sent seed to be lost in the ocean, with no responses at all.
How could it be switched off or unreachable for a whole month?
Has sothing happened to him?
Or was he not taking her calls on purpose?
Was he still angry?
Chenxing didn’t know...
The woman lost in a love dilemma, felt as if she was suffering terribly every day, her spirit in a daze.
"Butler, isn’t Shaocheng back yet?"
The butler, seeing her haggard appearance, sighed in his heart, unable to determine if Miss Chenxing was consud with longing, he shook his head and said: "I don’t have any news yet. I only manage the internal affairs of the backyard. I don’t dare to ddle in other matters."
Aah, I see. Chenxing gazed out of the window; In March, the birds are flying and the grass is growing. The faint scent of flowers filled the air. It’s a pity that the flowers bloom brilliantly but without anyone to pick them. "Do you think he might have gotten into any trouble?" she asked.
"No, Miss Chenxing need not worry so much."
"But it’s been a month since he ca ho."
"Isn’t it common for him to be out for a month or two at a ti on business? He’s just busy. Miss Chenxing, please don’t worry." The butler couldn’t comprehend why Miss Chenxing was so restless. Usually, when Shaocheng was away for weeks or months, Chenxing hardly cared and lived her life peacefully. Why was she so anxious this ti?
"Really ? But this ti it feels exceptionally long."
Every day felt like a year. The woman trapped in the dinsions of love was slowly going mad, tirelessly tornted by yearning. She couldn’t refrain from complaining in her heart, hadn’t he thought of her even for a mont?
"Did he usually lose contact like this when he was on a business trip?"
"Um..." the butler centered himself, and explained: "Perhaps he doesn’t want others to know his whereabouts, as he always keeps a low profile. There is a reason behind his every action. You shouldn’t worry too much. Today, the kitchen has prepared a new recipe for roast duck; why don’t you give it a try, Miss Chenxing?"
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