護花近衛 - 第619章 安立文登門 - 翰墨軒

"Brother An, why not go with the drunken slip of the tongue approach?" Su Taizao said, struck by a sudden inspiration. "You have a little to drink, then go confess to Gu Mengyao. If she likes you, she'll naturally act all shy — she might even want to pin down whether you're just talking drunk or whether you really mean it! And of course, if she doesn't want your confession, you can always pass it off as drunken nonsense. She won't hold it against you, surely? And when you meet again after that, things won't be awkward!"

"Taizao, that's actually a fine idea. But tomorrow you'll have to back me up a little!" An Liwen nodded. "So shall we go to Gu Mengyao's house now?"

"Yes, Brother An, don't worry. Tomorrow I'll help you create the right opportunity — when the time comes, just go right ahead and confess!" Su Taizao thumped his chest in assurance.

Wei Zhao had not expected An Liwen and Su Taizao to show up at this hour. Looking at the two of them outside the villa, Wei Zhao frowned. "Brother An, what brings you here at this time? Xiaoshu isn't feeling well; she's upstairs resting..."

Wei Zhao did not know whether An Liwen had come to see Gu Mengyao or himself, so he asked.

"Ha ha, we've come to see Xiaoshu, actually. Since she's ill, all the more reason for us, as her elder brothers, to look in on her!" An Liwen smiled. "Taizao, go buy some fruit!"

"Right away, Brother An!" Su Taizao grabbed the car keys and went to get the car, while An Liwen remained standing at the villa entrance.

"Then wait a moment; I'll go ask Yao Yao and Xiaoshu." Wei Zhao's dealings with An Liwen were merely a matter of outward courtesy — he only meant to use him to counter Zhong Yongliang, so there was no need to pay him much mind. He simply left him standing outside the gate.

When Wei Zhao returned to the villa, Gu Mengyao had already come into the living room. Clearly she too had heard the bell at the gate, and seeing Wei Zhao enter, she asked, "Wei Zhao, who's here? Is it Uncle Qing?"

"No, it's An Liwen and Su Taizao. No telling what they're up to." Wei Zhao gestured behind him toward the gate as he spoke to Gu Mengyao.

"Brother Jianwen? Why has he come again?" Though Gu Mengyao's tone was polite, there was plainly a coldness about it that kept people at a thousand paces — clearly she was not fond of An Liwen visiting the house.

"How should I know? But they say they've come to see Xiaoshu." Wei Zhao shrugged.

"Yao Yao, let them in. My brother comes back tomorrow — perhaps that's what they've come about?" Shen Yushu had followed down the stairs as well. She was behind Gu Mengyao, standing now by the staircase, and said, "I thought it was Uncle Qing bringing dinner. I'm so hungry! I could really eat a huge meal!"

"Hungry? Hungry again? And you want a huge meal?" Wei Zhao was momentarily struck dumb. She had only just finished throwing up — and now she was hungry again? A huge meal? What was Shen Yushu made of, to forget the pain the moment the wound healed?

"Yes, yes, my stomach feels completely empty — it's even growling at me." Shen Yushu rubbed her flat belly and complained, "I threw up too cleanly earlier. If only I'd kept a little of it down..."

"Why don't you eat back what you threw up?" Gu Mengyao glared at Shen Yushu, finding the whole topic disgusting.

"Oh, there'd be enough there for the two of us!" Shen Yushu nodded.

"..." Gu Mengyao felt sick. She had been rather hungry, but now she had no appetite at all.

Wei Zhao went to open the door, and An Liwen walked in wreathed in smiles. Seeing Gu Mengyao, he was not overly warm; he merely nodded to her. "Yao Yao, I heard Xiaoshu was ill?"

"I'm not ill — Yao Yao did me in on the sly..." Shen Yushu had barely opened her mouth when Gu Mengyao cut her off.

"She just has a bit of a stomach flu, nothing serious. She'll be fine once she's finished throwing up." How could Gu Mengyao let Shen Yushu say it?