Chapter 152  : A Very Important Person (2)

When he felt bad, he seldom drank, so the times he was drunk were second to none.

However, one night four years before, he had happened to have drank a lot.magic

It was the seventh day after his parents had passed away, when his application to leave the military had been just approved, and he was feeling extremely bad in front of his parents’ tombstone. Around him were empty beer bottles.

What he had drunk was only beer that night, and because he had been living in a suburb of the city, he hadn’t been able to call for more beers after he finished all he had brought, so he hadn’t been as drunk as he had been the day before.

It had rained quite heavily that night, but he still had been unwilling to leave. He had squatted in front of the tombstone as if he was punishing himself.Maybe that hug was so warm to me that I had a nice dream about it yesterday…

After a bath, Gu Yusheng brought himself back from his thoughts, put on clean clothes, and left the bedroom.

Upon seeing him, the housekeeper immediately walked into the dining room. When Gu Yusheng sat at the table, the dishes were all served.

Like the last time he had drank, the staples were still vegetable porridge with lean meat.

He hadn’t eaten anything since the night before, and that day, he hadn’t woken up until noon, so Gu Yusheng’s stomach was quite empty. He picked up the bowl of porridge, sucked in half of it in one sip, then asked the housekeeper standing by with curiosity, “How did I get back last night?”

“Mr. Gu, you took a taxi.”

“Oh,” Gu Yusheng responded simply. He might have drank so much that he had just blurted out the address of the villa to the taxi driver.

Gu Yusheng held his chopsticks and brought his dish to his mouth. When he realized that he was having lunch alone, he asked, “Where’s Miss Liang?”

“Miss Liang got a phone call after she arrived home. It seemed to be her broker, so she left and hasn’t come back yet.” The housekeeper paused, then added, “Maybe she’s got work to do.”

With a spoonful of porridge in his mouth, he responded vaguely, “Hm.” He didn’t talk anymore, but finished his lunch quickly, took his car keys, and left.

The housekeeper stood by the window and watched him drive his car out of the driveway. She ran to the telephone and dialed a number, saying, “Miss, Mr. Gu has woken up… and eaten the porridge. He looks fine…”