Campus Ace Girl

Tang the secretary was speechless.

She seemed to understand now.

Gu Anxi asked again, "Is there anything else important?"

"No more," Secretary Tang smiled. "Also, the files you asked me to prepare are on the table, regarding He Qi."

Gu Anxi nodded, "Alright, you can go out now."

As Secretary Tang was about to leave, Gu Anxi took out a small box from her pocket and tossed it to her, "This is for you."

Secretary Tang caught it with her hand—it was a velvet box, and upon opening it, she saw a roughly five-carat diamond ring inside, glittering perfectly. Her voice immediately became hoarse, "Little Gu!?"

This was too precious.

Gu Anxi smiled indifferently, "If you like it, then it’s not too precious. Happy birthday, Xunxun."

Secretary Tang was quite straightforward, putting the ring on her finger, "Thank you, Little Gu."

Gu Anxi made a hand gesture, and she turned to leave, closing the door behind her. Alone, Gu Anxi lazily opened the files, skimmed through them briefly, and then set them aside—

Well, this He Qi has really expanded his business over the years!

Her fingers lightly tapped the coffee table—apparently not being a lawyer, doing business can be quite impressive. The men from the Feng family indeed should not be underestimated. But... without the old brother, He Qi is not really Lin Hua’s soulmate either. After so many things, Feng Sheng is no longer the Feng Sheng of the past, physiologically and psychologically, she’s completely transformed into someone else. That person is called He Qi, maybe he still thinks he loves Lin Hua, but more of it is about a man’s pride, isn’t it?

Yes, the old brother is indeed older, not as energetic as before, and will need to step down in a few years... But so what, the one who truly possesses Lin Hua’s entire mind and love, is him, isn’t it?

This time, it’s the old brother who was overly careless and lacked confidence... Yet, right now it seems Old Wang Bastard is calmer, hasn’t visited for two days and still allowed He Qi to approach Lin Hua—indicating he’s come to his senses! So, the issues Aunt Zhang was worried about shouldn’t be a concern at all. That old thing is quite cunning, neither Feng Sheng nor He Qi are his match... once the old brother treats love and marriage as a business.

Gu Anxi sighed and then let the matter drift from her mind...

Afterwards, she visited Lin Hua every other day, always bringing some homemade snacks from the family chef, and occasionally taking the three kids along to see Lin Hua, a bit more lively might improve her mood. But she could still tell Lin Hua hadn’t walked out from the loss of her child, and it was merely a forced smile for show...

Gu Anxi hadn’t lost a child, but she had lost family members—the pain she understood all too well. Back at Si Garden, her mind was preoccupied, even when Uncle Bo returned, she hadn’t noticed.

Only when he came over and pinched her cheek lightly did she snap out of her trance, gently saying, "Uncle?"

Bo Xichen set down the bag he was carrying and sat beside her, "What’s going on here?"

Just then, the furball snuggled into his embrace, its face pressing against his chest, "I went to see Lin Hua."

He hummed softly, fingers gently rubbing her straight black hair, "How is she? Is her mood improving?"

"That’s the thing, I noticed she’s always in a poor mood," Gu Anxi murmured softly, "I suspect she has mild depression."

Bo Xichen sighed lightly, "That’s not surprising."

"Then what to do?" Gu Anxi mumbled, "The old brother hasn’t gone to see her, is he really planning to find a new young wife?"

He chuckled, "How could that be! Perhaps he wants to calm down for a bit. He hasn’t been lacking torture in the past few days! You say your old brother is giving up, but do others believe it and will you?"

Gu Anxi uttered an "oh" and agreed, then added after a while, "But if this goes on without any resolution, what if He Qi succeeds in taking advantage of Lin Hua’s vulnerability? The old brother is quite the age, you know."

Bo Xichen laughed and said, "So now are you worried about your old brother or Lin Hua?"

Gu Anxi replied without hesitation, "Of course it’s about Lin Hua, but I feel they should be together... He Qi... though he’s good, he’s no longer the person he was back then, and over the years, the old brother and Lin Hua have always lived happily, although the issue is serious, I think it’s not beyond repair."

She quietly added another sentence, "Certainly, he was very wrong. Men who provoke young girls are not good people."

Bo Xichen pulled her in front of him, "Are you giving me a preemptive warning?"

"Not really," Gu Anxi snorted lightly, "If it were me, it wouldn’t be this outcome."

Bo Xichen sighed again but didn’t pursue the topic further... Asking deeper wouldn’t be pleasant, but he was sure he had no other intentions with other women, so what Anxi described would never happen anyway.

The two chatted idly, and before long, the conversation shifted to something else. Bo Xichen picked up her thin ear, "I heard you got scolded by Zhou Yunchen again today?"

Gu Anxi felt guilty, but she still protested, "I was making him face reality."

Then with a pitiful look, "Don’t you think Zhou Mu looks quite pitiful?"

Uncle Bo glanced at her, "I actually think he’s quite enjoying it."

He didn’t really understand it either, Anxi had always been carefree, and she never had much thought for Shen Congwen back then, so why was she so nurturing to Zhou Mu and taking it to heart?

Gu Anxi saw his confusion and stammered, "Haven’t you noticed, every time our Bo Xin sees Zhou Mu, his expression is quite hard to describe; I can’t figure out what he’s thinking either."

Ah, I see!

Bo Xichen thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, I’ll have a talk with Bo Xin."

Basically, he was an open-minded parent who didn’t interfere much with his children’s choices, but still needed to guide them a bit when they were young...

Hearing this, Gu Anxi felt relieved, little knowing that though Bo Xin was small, he was also very clever. Even such a shrewd person like Little Uncle Bo went around in circles talking to him and ended up getting nothing out of it, so he had to give up in the end.

This child is so smart, it’s unlikely he’ll suffer losses in the future.

...

In the office.

King Jingyao had a meeting and dealt with official business all morning, and when he finally had some downtime, he felt a pain in his heart...

He paused and asked softly, "Jingchuan, how many days has it been since I last visited her?"

"It’s been a week." Wang Jingchuan said softly, as if he was even more eager than him.

King Jingyao was silent for a while before saying in a hoarse voice, "Let’s go see her, push the afternoon’s work aside."

Wang Jingchuan immediately suggested, "Why not go at around seven or eight in the evening? Have dinner, chat a bit, it wouldn’t be too late by then. When the time comes, I’ll mention that you have a meeting nearby tomorrow, so the lady wouldn’t have the heart to rush you away."

King Jingyao looked at the pen in his hand for a long time, then slowly capped it, saying, "Jingchuan, I never took you for an expert. Tell me, how many young women have you tricked with this tactic before?"

Secretary Wang smiled wryly, "I’ve been with you all these years, you know how little time I’ve had! Where would I find the time to chase after young women!"

King Jingyao patted his shoulder, "Looks like I wronged you."

He said quite readily, "Jingchuan, go ahead and make a call, tell her I’ll visit in the evening..."

"Brilliant!" Wang Jingchuan slapped his thigh, "Aunt Zhang is a smart woman, she’d naturally delay dinner for then, so you and Madam can eat and chat at the same time... It’s perfect."

King Jingyao was quite pleased, "But don’t plan too late, leaving Lin Hua hungry wouldn’t be good."

He thought he hadn’t seen her in a few days and really missed her... though they were an old couple, he never grew tired of Lin Hua, thanks to her good upkeep. Most men who say appearances don’t matter are just paying lip service.

Once they discussed the matter, things became much easier to handle. Secretary Wang went to handle it immediately and came back beaming, "Aunt Zhang got it immediately."

"That’s good." King Jingyao rubbed his hands, feeling a little nervous—

"Jingchuan, what should I wear to look not too serious but still youthful?"

"Should I bring a small gift?"

"Flowers would be suitable, right?"

...

Wang Jingchuan had been with him for over twenty years, seeing him like this made his eyes a bit moist, "When have you ever been like this, sir? Madam is blessed."

King Jingyao sighed, "If she hears you, she might ask if you’d want such a blessing."

Wang Jingchuan laughed, saying again, "Sir, you’re fine as you are, no need to change outfits deliberately... just make yourself look a little more worn out, the Madam will feel sorry for you."

King Jingyao was skeptical, "Looking worn out makes you look old, wouldn’t that let that fellow with the surname He surpass me?"

Wang Jingchuan had a mysterious expression, "That’s where you don’t understand women. Once a woman feels sorry for a man, she can’t run away."

King Jingyao stared at him intently for a long time, until Wang Jingchuan felt a chill, before saying, "Jingchuan, you’ve made me feel like all these years of romance have been in vain."

Wang Jingchuan felt embarrassed, "I’m just theorizing. If it came to practical application, I’d be hopeless."

"Don’t be modest." King Jingyao clapped his hands, then went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, tilting his head, "Jingchuan, do I look worn out enough?"

Wang Jingchuan shook his head, "Not quite there yet."

King Jingyao immediately said, "Quick, bring over some files, I don’t believe I won’t look worn out after a whole day of work!"

By the end of the day, he certainly looked worn out, but was so tired he ended up having an angina attack and went to the hospital for a check-up. Luckily, it wasn’t serious, and after resting for four or five hours, he was discharged...

As he sat in the car, it was already ten at night, a time when even the night roads could feel lonely.

King Jingyao leaned back in the car’s rear seat, rubbing his forehead, "Jingchuan, as you get older, you have to admit you’re getting old. Just one day of work and I ended up in the hospital."

Wang Jingchuan apologized, "That was a terrible idea on my part, it’s my fault."

He raised his hand to check the time, asking softly, "It’s ten o’clock, should we still go to Madam’s place?"

King Jingyao bit his fist, looking out the car window, quietly saying, "At this hour, she’s probably already asleep."