CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115: SLEEP TOGETHER?

Mr. Gu had a sudden idea.

"Since Ting and Tangtang can overcome difficulties together, and he really wants to take it a step further, why not let Tangtang move over and sleep with him?" Mr. Gu suggested.

Mrs. Gu’s heart was initially brightened by this idea.

Indeed, it was a good idea.

But on second thought, Sheng Tang was still not of age, and her parents would definitely not agree.

Using power to pressure them would only push Sheng Tang further away.

"The plan is indeed good, and it’s suitable for Ting. But, it needs to wait two more years," Mrs. Gu said. "You go and tell Tangtang’s mother that their daughter would come to stay with your son, and wouldn’t you have to promise marriage? Tangtang hasn’t reached the legal marriage age yet."

Mr. Gu laughed and said, "Wife, your thinking is too limited. We could have Ting move to the Sheng Family."

Mrs. Gu: "..."

"How many days a month are we home? Ting has been in this house by himself most of the time; no wonder he’s becoming more and more depressed," Mr. Gu said.

Mrs. Gu, thinking of this, felt deeply for her son too.

But she felt helpless.

Huishi is such a huge enterprise, it’s impossible to hand over everything to managers.

She and her husband no longer needed to manage everything personally, but they needed to be the helm.

They were very busy, sometimes so much so that they had no time to reunite or take care of their son.

"We have to ask Ting’s opinion," Mrs. Gu said.

She agreed with her husband’s idea.

The next day, Gu Shiting woke up early. He looked pale and shaky but insisted on going to school.

Because Sheng Tang was also at school.

"Let Song Chen help you take a few days off," Mrs. Gu said. "It’s a bit cold today; you better not go out."

Gu Shiting shook his head: "I’m fine."

He was very insistent, and Mrs. Gu did not say anything more.

After breakfast, Mrs. Gu personally took Gu Shiting to school.

On the way, the mother and son chatted casually, and Mrs. Gu gently conveyed her husband’s words to her son.

Without a second thought, Gu Shiting instantly refused: "No, her family has too many people!"

He was still afraid of people.

"If that were the case, you could be with Tangtang every day," Mrs. Gu said.

Of course, Gu Shiting wanted to spend every day with Sheng Tang.

But the Sheng Family was doing fine on their own; adding an outsider like him would only burden them, wouldn’t it?

Besides, the Sheng Family also didn’t have enough rooms.

He was the Crown Prince of Huishi, a lot of people were watching him, and if someone came to stir up trouble, maybe even tried to kidnap him or something, it would also put the Sheng Family at risk.

Every one or two years, some desperados would target him.

That was why he insisted on learning Sanda later, because he didn’t want to always need others to protect him.

He already felt useless enough.

He didn’t want to add to Sheng Tang’s burden.

"I don’t want to go, it’s too selfish," Gu Shiting said. "And please don’t bring this up to Tangtang, putting her in a difficult position."

His son was very considerate.

Mrs. Gu was somewhat disappointed but did not refute her son’s words: "I won’t ask."

At the school gate, Gu Shiting asked the car to stop for a moment.

About ten minutes later, Sheng Tang came, backpack slung lightly over her shoulder, heading into the school.

Gu Shiting said to his mother, "I’m going in. You can go back, don’t worry about me."

"Be careful, and if you feel unwell, take leave and come home."

"I know." Gu Shiting grabbed his backpack, slinging it over one shoulder, and got off the car.

He walked slowly, lagging a few steps behind Sheng Tang, watching her enter the teaching building.

He felt quite good.

When Sheng Tang arrived in the classroom, Jiang Baocu was vividly recounting their weekend experiences.

Many classmates gathered around to listen.

"Really?"

"That’s so vicious! To harm Sheng Tang, they wanted to hurt innocent people?"

"It must have been Feng Yijin’s idea."

"Feng Yijin may not be that smart; it could be her brother’s idea. Han Xiaozheng has never been a good person..."

"What do you mean?" someone became interested.

"The Student Council people, do you think they’re any good?"

"You have a bias against the Student Council?"

While they were chatting and laughing, Sheng Tang came in.