100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding-Chapter 61 - 0 I Want to Practice Courage

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Chapter 61: Chapter 061 I Want to Practice Courage

Chapter 61 -061 I Want to Practice Courage

The next morning, Gong Xiaoqiao woke up in a daze only to see Gu Hangshen sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, with breakfast already laid out.

Everything was just as usual.

“Did you… just get back this morning?” Gong Xiaoqiao asked in a daze, rubbing her eyes.

“Mhm.”

“Oh.”

Gong Xiaoqiao washed up and sat down at the table, silently eating her breakfast.

“Hmm, no ketchup?”

Gu Hangshen’s gaze remained on the newspaper. “Aren’t you faint at the sight of blood?”

“I want to train myself…”

She wasn’t born with a phobia of blood, but it had started with her mother’s car accident four years ago.

Although fainting at the sight of blood wasn’t a big issue, it was quite troublesome for a girl for a few days each month.

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Just as she finished breakfast, there was a knock at the door.

Could it be Gong Hannian?

In theory, if there was to be a fuss, it should have been with Gu Hangshen last night, right?

Gong Xiaoqiao opened the door doubtfully, first seeing Qin Yao, and then, Gu Xiaorou by his side.

Gu Xiaorou smiled. “Xiaoqiao, Qin Yao said you were moving stuff, so we came over to help.”

Gong Xiaoqiao didn’t reply, stepping aside to let them in.

“Is there anything you need help with?” Qin Yao looked a bit apologetic.

Gu Xiaorou insisted on coming, so he had no choice but to bring her along.

“No need, I’m almost done packing.” Gong Xiaoqiao turned and went back inside.

“That quick? Did you come over very early?”

Qin Yao was surprised. He had come early on purpose to help her, but she said she was almost done. It was just after seven o’clock now; did she come over at five or six to pack?

“Ah?… Yeah.” Gong Xiaoqiao casually responded without any explanation.

A flicker of something passed across Gu Hangshen’s expression.

Gu Xiaorou entered the room and went up to Gu Hangshen affectionately, “Brother!”

“Xiaorou, have you had breakfast yet?”

“Not yet!”

“Come and have some.”

“Did Xiaoqiao make all this?” Gu Xiaorou was surprised.

“I made it.” Gu Hangshen answered.

“Ah! Brother made it…” Gu Xiaorou was even more surprised.

Gong Xiaoqiao didn’t bother joining in their family conversations and pleasantries, but went straight to tidying up, checking to see if anything was left behind. Oh, right, there seemed to be a few clothes still out on the balcony.

Gu Xiaorou didn’t go to eat but followed her, “Xiaoqiao, let me help you.”

“No need.” Gong Xiaoqiao dodged her hand.

“It’s no trouble.” Gu Xiaorou still insisted on helping enthusiastically.

As Gong Xiaoqiao was taking down the clothes, Gu Xiaorou went to grab the Y-shaped fork she was using for hanging clothes, and Gong Xiaoqiao’s hand slipped, dropping the clothes along with the hanger down to the floor below.

“Ah! Sorry, sorry…” Gu Xiaorou looked at her apologetically. “I’ll go down to get it for you!”

“I’ll do it!” Qin Yao patted her shoulder.

Gu Xiaorou looked at him, touched.

Really, not wasting any opportunity to make her feel sick, out of sight, out of mind.

Before Qin Yao could move, he and Gu Xiaorou heard Gong Xiaoqiao let out a yell. They both saw her prop herself on one hand on the railing, push off, and her whole body had already jumped over the balcony and down.

“Xiaoqiao—” Qin Yao panicked, peering over the railing at the floor below.

“Brother, Xiaoqiao… she…” Gu Xiaorou was also a bit panicked.

Gu Hangshen calmly sat, sipping his coffee.

Soon after, Gong Xiaoqiao climbed back up holding the cloths that had fallen, “What are you yelling about, it’s only the second floor!”

Gu Hangshen glanced at her. “You know it’s just the second floor, is it that far? How many times have I told you, is it so hard to go down properly to pick things up?”

Gong Xiaoqiao completely ignored him, shrugging nonchalantly and pursing her lips. She walked into the living room, carrying the clothes.