Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change

As for his age, it probably isn’t much different from Gu Liancheng’s.

Gu Liancheng greeted him, then the two of them started discussing something. She could understand if it was English, but it seemed like they were speaking French.

French, huh...

This man must be a French mixed-race, it’s not surprising that he speaks French. But what surprises her is that Gu Liancheng can speak French as fluently as his mother tongue, without any communication barriers.

In that instant, Eleven who was sitting on the side, felt that Liancheng’s side profile made him seem impressive!

She was suddenly full of admiration for him. She was left speechless.

The mixed-race man suddenly turned his gaze to Eleven, who was sitting next to Gu Liancheng. He flashed a playful smile and said something.

As Gu Liancheng turned his head, he saw Eleven in awe and pulled her into his embrace, effortlessly picking her up to seat her sideways on his lap.

His arm looped around her slender waist, pulling her close to his body. He whispered in her ear, "Did I neglect you?"

Now that Eleven was vying for his attention, how could he not hold her and give her a kiss?

Even if one’s pet cat is temperamental, you’d still cuddle it to soothe its mood. How could he ignore her?

Moreover...

Gu Liancheng looked at Eleven and smiled.

Eleven was much cuter than a cat.

Eleven shook her head energetically like a rattle drum, whispering, "You don’t need to mind me. Just pretend I’m not here."

"When did they add this kind of service here?" The French man chuckled, asking Gu Liancheng in French. He was implying, isn’t this a place for male escorts, how could there be ladies here?

Eleven covered herself, whispering to Gu Liancheng, "Is he gay?"

So, to accommodate him, did Gu Liancheng come here?

Before Gu Liancheng could answer, the French man nodded and said, "Yes, I am gay. Congratulations, beautiful lady, you guessed right."

"Huh??? You can speak Chinese?" Eleven was truly puzzled...

Moreover, not only could he speak it, his Chinese was flawless and standard, without any foreign accent.

"Hmm." He shrugged.

"Then you were speaking French just now?"

The French man laughed, "Beautiful lady, some things are not meant for your ears."

"Oh..."

With this, she understood.

It was probably to avoid revealing any business secrets.

"Even if you were speaking in Chinese, I wouldn’t understand anyway. I am not that smart."

"Ha-ha..." He laughed, "Mr. Gu, she’s quite humorous."

Gu Liancheng, out of habit, nipped her ear and said, "It’s just a habit. Just because we can both speak English, do we have to communicate in English? We should speak the language appropriate to the person."

Eleven paused in surprise. Was Gu Liancheng explaining to her?

Actually, it wasn’t necessary. Even if it were true that he was being cautious about her, she wouldn’t mind.

The French man seemed to realize something and raised an eyebrow, "It seems Mr. Gu should introduce me?"

"My wife, Fang Eleven," to Eleven’s surprise, he directly introduced her identity to his business partner, "My friend, Rong He."

The man called Rong He appeared to be more surprised than Eleven.

Then they continued their conversation in French. Rong He’s gaze occasionally settled on Eleven, but she averted her gaze and snuggled comfortably in Gu Liancheng’s embrace.

Every now and then, Gu Liancheng would treat her like a kitten — kissing her, nibbling her, and engaging in pleasant small interaction with her.

By the end of the negotiation, as Gu Liancheng looked down, he found that Eleven had fallen asleep. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, she looked endearing, as if she had let go of all her guards in his arms, making his heart melt.

This adorable girl would make people miss her terribly every time they were apart. No matter how much he loved her, he couldn’t get enough.