Campus Ace Girl

After speaking, she hooked Ah Xiang’s shoulder and pressed her down to sit, almost leaning against her body, making Ah Xiang immediately want to stand up—

This was very inappropriate. In her understanding, social class distinctions were very clear. An Xi was the master, she was a servant; how could they sit together?

Seeing her wanting to run, Gu Anxi pressed her vigorously, then half-jokingly said, "If you keep this up, my stomach might start to ache."

Ah Xiang, being an honest child, didn’t understand the intricacies in her heart and immediately sat down obediently.

Gu Anxi smiled with narrowed eyes, "There’s a group at the company I brought from Qingcheng, all young and lively. There, as long as you say I brought you, there will certainly be someone to look after you... Particularly Huang Mao... no, his name is Zhang Niu Niu, just follow him for work, he’s in charge of logistics."

Ah Xiang’s eyes widened, and after a while, she hesitantly said, "Can I really do it?"

"Why not?" Gu Anxi retorted.

Then, she pondered for a moment, "Go to the company first next week. As for school, I’ll have Aunt Bo find a good one for you; there’s no rush on that, and if you can’t keep up, we’ll hire a tutor to teach you."

Ah Xiang’s nose turned sore, wanting to cry and also say something dramatic, but in the end, she couldn’t utter a word.

Gu Anxi patted her, "Alright, alright, these things are nothing to me."

However, they could change a girl’s fate. She was indifferent to hiring servants at home; if they’re older, it’s fine, but someone like Ah Xiang, who’s eighteen or nineteen, should be studying in school.

Ah Xiang was surprised and delighted by her arrangements, holding onto Lin Shuang’s gift, she didn’t sleep well the whole night. On the contrary, Gu Anxi slept with Madam Bo. In the cold weather, she sneakily slipped her icy cold little feet next to Madam Bo’s leg, who gently patted her, "You little rascal."

Although she said this, she was distressed, "The room is so warm, yet your feet are still cold. I’ll get you a hot water bottle."

After a while, she brought two over, and Gu Anxi hugged them comfortably, then nestled beside the elder, gently saying, "In a few years, I’ll have Ah Xiang live at the company."

Madam Bo was surprised, "Isn’t living here fine? I saw that girl is smart and lively, it’s just right for her to keep you company."

Gu Anxi sighed, "See, you also call her ’that girl,’ isn’t that a problem?"

After saying this, she leaned her head on Madam Bo’s shoulder, making it hard for the elder to get annoyed.

Madam Bo was reasonable and, upon thinking it over, understood Gu Anxi’s painstaking intentions, reaching out to touch her little head, "Still, you see further ahead."

Indeed, Ah Xiang would eventually find a partner, and if asked where she lived, saying Si Garden wouldn’t be suitable.

Feeling drowsy, Gu Anxi fell asleep while leaning against her. Madam Bo gently touched her small face, then carefully adjusted her position, covering her with the quilt, and quietly stared for a while before shaking her head with a smile, "A child, still young, thinking so thoroughly for others daily."

Secretly, she thought, Anxi was only two to three years older than Ah Xiang, yet seemed fully mature in every aspect of mind and character. One couldn’t help but wonder if this was a good or tiring thing... But she thought again, seeing that Anxi was happy usually, and she felt relieved.

The next evening, Gu Anxi had an appointment to attend. Madam Bo was initially supposed to accompany her, but got delayed by some last minute matters. Over there, King Jingyao was naturally uneasy about her going alone, so he sent his confidants Wang Jingchuan and Chen Ming to pick up his sister.

Wang Jingchuan and Chen Ming hadn’t seen Gu Anxi for a long time, plus it was around the New Year; they both gave her red envelopes.

Gu Anxi accepted them unceremoniously, and sat in the car with Wang Jingchuan, while Chen Ming sat upfront.

Wang Jingchuan, who doted on Gu Anxi, despite their different statuses, still couldn’t help but speak quite a bit. His knowledge was indeed profound, which even surprised Gu Anxi.

After chatting for a while, Chen Ming in the passenger seat chuckled, "Anxi, I don’t really understand what you both are talking about."

"That’s not your specialty," Secretary Wang smiled, "Chen Ming’s shooting skills are quite impressive."

Chen Ming was a bit shy, "Not as good as Anxi."

Gu Anxi waved her hand, ’I haven’t practiced for a long time, might not be better than you.’

Chen Ming naturally knew she was being modest, and smiled broadly, showing his white teeth.

Leaning back in her seat, Gu Anxi suddenly said out of the blue, "Song Jia should be coming tonight too, I heard she’s going to be Zhou Yunchen’s dance partner, since Congwen isn’t available."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming’s body slightly straightened, afterward he seemed a bit awkward, opening his mouth.

Secretary Wang, being very shrewd, naturally guessed why Gu Anxi mentioned Song Jia, so he echoed with a broad smile, "Yes, I heard her movie is about to be released. She’s both famous and beautiful, adding quite a bit of glamor to tonight’s banquet."

Gu Anxi nibbled on her fingers and smiled, which only made Chen Ming more uneasy.

Secretary Wang also laughed wryly, "Chen Ming, it’s actually not a big deal, just take it easy. People in this circle come and go; if everyone couldn’t let go like this, we wouldn’t have any friends... Of course, if you have other plans, just pretend I didn’t say anything."

Chen Ming’s voice was hoarse, "I didn’t mean that."

He turned his head, looking out of the car window.

It was already dark outside, and he didn’t even know what he was looking at...

In truth, it had been so long, he almost forgot why he wanted to be with her in the first place, forgot how she refused him, forgot why they weren’t together.

He thought, Secretary Wang was right; people come and go, and it was only him who couldn’t let go.

Afterwards, they didn’t speak anymore until the car reached the hotel parking lot.

They were surprised when getting out of the car to catch sight of Zhou Su.

She was kind of like a former girlfriend of Chen Ming.

Zhou Su came today because she was a distant relative of Zhou Yu, and still single. With the invitation from her family, the intention was very clear, she knew she would meet Chen Ming, but didn’t expect to run into him right after getting out of the car.

Chen Ming was momentarily stunned upon seeing her, but then nodded, politely detached.

Zhou Su’s heart felt a bit uneasy, but she still forced a response. Then she saw Gu Anxi, the girl held in the palm of the most powerful man in all of Beicheng.

Gu Anxi’s appearance was naturally impeccable, no matter how simply she was dressed. Standing together, she never lost.

Zhou Su felt a slight envy but no jealousy; she had enough self-awareness. Tonight, she came mainly because her family would introduce her to one or two eligible young men.

While she assessed Gu Anxi, Gu Anxi naturally recognized her, smiled but didn’t initiate a conversation.

At this moment, King Jingyao and Zhou Yunchen personally appeared, particularly Old Wang holding a glass of red wine. He wrapped an arm around his sister’s shoulder as he came over, "Hurry, hurry inside, if you catch a cold, I can’t afford to compensate Xichen."

Gu Anxi, wearing a thick coat, looked at herself, "Not bad."

King Jingyao feigned displeasure, "Don’t you listen to your elder brother? Let me tell you, I have more experience taking care of pregnant women than Xichen. I took care of your sister Lin Hua very well..."

Gu Anxi talked with him as they walked, asking about Lin Hua’s recent status. The elder brother was also in good spirits, spoke in detail, and then couldn’t help but show his concern for his sister.

As they spoke, Secretary Wang followed behind with Zhou Yunchen, naturally drawing everyone’s attention, considering the few prominent figures together. Meanwhile, Chen Ming rechecked the security outside the hotel before feeling at ease to go in.

As he turned around, he found Zhou Su still standing there.

He paused for a moment, then went over, "Why aren’t you going in?"

Zhou Su gazed at him silently. Tonight Chen Ming looked different; no longer in casual attire, he wore a suit and formal wear, which she recognized as a new velvet set from a luxury brand, quite expensive, and unlike what Chen Ming would buy.

Nonetheless, it looked very good on him.

She hesitated, then softly asked, "Chen Ming, did you find her again?"

Chen Ming wanted a cigarette, but this formal wear had no pockets, so he dismissed the thought.

Sighing lightly, he blandly said, "It’s cold, let’s go in."

Zhou Su, still wearing an evening gown, stubbornly stood, asking again, "Is there a chance for us? If not... tonight the family will introduce you to someone."

Chen Ming felt a bit of a headache, but knowing he was generally a decent man, he softly said, "If you meet the right person, just get married, don’t drag it until you don’t want to marry anymore."

Zhou Su inhaled a breath, "Have you reached the point where you don’t want to marry anyone? I think it’s not that you don’t want to marry, but you don’t want to marry anyone except a certain someone, right?"

Chen Ming found his headache worsening, reluctantly responding, "Miss Zhou, you’re overthinking."

He addressed her as Miss Zhou, and no matter how thick-skinned Zhou Su was, she couldn’t insist further. Just as she was about to enter the hall, a red sports car screeched to a stop, and the car door opened...

Chen Ming instinctively looked over, as it was Song Jia’s car.

Sure enough, the car door opened, and Song Jia got out.

In the cold weather, she was wearing a black evening dress, a thin spaghetti strap style, yet it was not gaudy; instead, it added a touch of elegance.

She got out of the car, shutting the door, then bent into the car to retrieve her handbag. As she turned around to shut the car door, she happened to see Chen Ming and Zhou Su standing side by side...