Campus Ace Girl

Later, Gu Mingzhu watched TV with Gu Anxi, getting closer and closer...

Anxi looked disgusted.

Later, at 3:30 in the morning, Bo Xichen returned to the room upstairs. In the living room, he saw his little wife, who was supposed to be sleeping, lying on the sofa asleep. The remote had fallen at her side, but fortunately, she was covered with a wool blanket and the room was warm enough...

He glanced over at Gu Mingzhu nearby, cuddling Anxi’s arm and reluctant to let go. He smiled silently, walked over, and gently patted her shoulder, "Mingzhu."

Gu Mingzhu groggily woke up to see Bo Xichen’s handsome face, initially at a loss for words. It took her a while to hoarsely speak, "Brother Xichen."

Bo Xichen said gently, "Happy New Year."

Then, he handed her a red envelope.

Even though she was still in a daze, Gu Mingzhu suddenly felt a bit teary. She sat up and ruffled her hair, "Brother Xichen."

Bo Xichen smiled faintly, "Why are you suddenly acting silly?"

Gu Mingzhu took a deep breath, "Thank you, Brother Xichen."

Since Bo Xichen was about to become a father, he’d acquired an old cadre style. He reached out to stroke her head and chuckled lightly, "Qin Siyuan is in the room next door, don’t go to the wrong one... By the way, he lost quite a bit of money tonight."

Gu Mingzhu stared at him longingly.

Bo Xichen continued with a smile, "Better get going."

She finally got up cautiously, suddenly turned back, "Oh, Brother Xichen, did you know your Gu Anxi drools in her sleep?"

Bo Xichen coughed lightly and didn’t say anything.

Gu Mingzhu whispered as she walked out, "That’s not a good habit, you should keep an eye on her."

Her manner was quite cute, and Bo Xichen seemed to find a slight resemblance between her and Gu Anxi, so he smiled, "I’ll try my best."

Gu Mingzhu left satisfied, closing the door behind her.

Bo Xichen looked at the closed door, then lowered his head to gaze at the familiar little girl, in a good mood. He pinched her little cheek. Gu Anxi woke up, looking at him in a daze, "Uncle? Did you finish playing cards?"

She was still sleepy, speaking briefly before closing her eyes again, merely shifting her body closer to him to find the most comfortable position.

Bo Xichen reached out to stroke her hair, responding, "Yes, finished. They lost quite a bit."

She wrapped her small hands around his waist, "Uncle, where’s my New Year red envelope?"

Bo Xichen pulled a red envelope from the drawer nearby and placed it in her hand, "Alright, red envelope given, time to sleep."

He complained, "The elder generation is too energetic, Qin Siyuan and I couldn’t keep up."

At this point, Gu Anxi was a bit more awake, nestled in his arms as she opened the red envelope. Inside was a necklace, a silver chain with a small jewel-crafted crown, incredibly exquisite and beautiful.

Just by looking, one could tell it was custom-made, one of a kind globally.

She murmured, shifted again, snuggling closer into his arms, and proceeded to put it on herself.

Looking quite nice, she couldn’t bear to put it down.

Bo Xichen wanted to ask her something, but when he looked down, he found she’d fallen asleep.

She was quiet and serene, as beautiful as a porcelain doll...

He couldn’t help but smile, feeling amused and tender-hearted. She used to be very energetic, possibly due to pregnancy she’s been fond of sleeping recently, especially the past few afternoons... She was really spirited.

Just the thought of it made Bo Xichen smile subtly again, reaching out to carry her to the bedroom. She briefly woke, hugging his neck, softly calling him Bo Xichen, and playfully Bo professor and Bo uncle. It aroused him, but considering the time, he let it go lightly...

In the morning, when Gu Anxi woke up, the curtains were slowly rising. She rested on the soft pillow, looking out at the white scenery, murmuring, "It’s snowing again."

Just as she said that, she felt a kiss on her face. She looked up to see a handsome face.

She hugged him, speaking nonsense, "You’re really treating me well."

He likely understood what she meant, yet she brazenly continued, "Uncle, you’re really good-looking."

He lightly patted her, "Want to get up? Today’s New Year... Qin Siyuan and Gu Mingzhu have already gotten up to wish the elders a Happy New Year."

Gu Anxi pulled the blanket over her head, "They’re guests, getting up early is normal."

Bo Xichen leaned beside her, lifted a corner of the blanket, and coughed lightly, "Oh, forgot to tell you, Mingzhu just showed off downstairs, said it’s the New Year’s gift you gave."

Gu Anxi sat up abruptly, ruffled her hair, "Is the old man there?"

"Of course."

She stared at him, then patted her forehead, slowly laying back down, "I’m done for, he’ll definitely nag endlessly."

Bo Xichen chuckled lightly, "So if you head down now, and placate him well, there might be room to maneuver."

She gazed at him again, then puppy-eyed her way closer, hugging his arm, "Uncle."

He responded, "What is it?"

Gu Anxi spoke quietly, "Could you do me a favor?"

’What favor?’

She blinked, "Just say it was you who gave it to Mingzhu, I fell asleep and didn’t know anything."

After she spoke, Bo uncle looked at her, she too looked at him.

After a brief moment, he smiled faintly and said, "It’s not impossible."

"You’re the best." She hugged him coquettishly, like a lazy kitten.

But the Bo professor was also not easily swayed, "But there always needs to be some quid pro quo."

After he spoke, she tucked herself in the blanket, revealing only her eyes, looking at him eagerly.

After a moment, she slowly said, "Alright."

Bo Xichen was very pleased, patiently waiting for her to get up and wash her face and brush her teeth, then they went downstairs together.

Since it was New Year, she wore a red hooded sweater, complementing her complexion well. She walked in front, Bo Xichen followed behind, slowly descending the stairs.

Downstairs, the atmosphere was quite good. Madame Bo was holding Gu Mingzhu, explaining some common knowledge. Nian Yao and Qin Siyuan were drinking tea and chatting, only Grandpa Bo had a long face, obviously upset.

Gu Anxi saw the expression and knew it was about the bottle matter.

Sure, here is the translation:

She glanced at Bo Xichen silently, and he smiled faintly: "Let’s have breakfast first."

At this moment, Madame Bo saw them come downstairs and gave them red envelopes with a smile. Then she personally brought the breakfast over, Gu Anxi ate while secretly observing Old Mr. Bo.

Old Mr. Bo didn’t even look at her; he was simply angry.

Gu Anxi wasn’t in a hurry either. She slowly finished her breakfast, opened her laptop on the sofa, and casually asked, "Uncle, did you help me put away the jade bottle that Grandpa gave me last night?"

Only then did Gu Mingzhu want to speak, but Qin Siyuan pulled her back, signaling her not to open her mouth.

Gu Mingzhu was stunned for a moment and then said: "Isn’t she too much? She clearly gave me something, so why is she now saying it was put away?"

Does she want to make her look like a thief?

Qin Siyuan just smiled silently and glanced in the direction of Old Mr. Bo.

Gu Mingzhu was surprised, then looked at the sulking old man, and suddenly understood. She whispered, "Gu Anxi’s gift was something Grandpa gave her!!!"

Qin Siyuan continued to smile.

Gu Mingzhu’s mouth opened, then closed.

At this moment, Bo Xichen followed up on what Gu Anxi said: "Oh, you’re talking about the bottle Grandpa gave you last night. Later, when I saw Mingzhu, I couldn’t find anything to gift her, so I gave it to her."

Gu Anxi immediately widened her eyes and said discontentedly: "That was Grandpa’s New Year gift to me, Uncle, how could you give it away carelessly?"

"It’s my fault." Uncle Bo sincerely admitted: "I accidentally gave away Grandpa’s treasured item."

At this point, the expression of Old Mr. Bo, who had been sulking, eased slightly: "So it was you who gave it away, Xichen. I thought Anxi liked the New Year gift I gave her so much that she wouldn’t pass it on to others."

Saying that, he looked at her with aged eyes and said darkly: "How will you compensate my little darling?"

This moment, Madame Bo shook with laughter: "Xichen, you hurt both Grandpa and Anxi’s feelings with this action. How will you make up for it? And don’t forget, you’ve made it difficult for Mingzhu too."

Bo Xichen naturally apologized countless times, and finally, the matter was resolved, and Grandpa’s face brightened considerably.

After Qin Siyuan and his wife left and got into the car, Gu Mingzhu asked Qin Siyuan softly: "Is Grandpa this easy to fool? Just saying Brother Xichen gave it is enough to explain it?"

Qin Siyuan drove while he glanced at his little wife and smiled: "Why would he be? It’s just finding an excuse to let the matter pass. He’s angry, but he can’t be angry forever, so blaming someone helps move on."

Gu Mingzhu sat there, thinking for a long time before whispering: "Anxi is really cunning. She made Brother Xichen take the blame, and Brother Xichen’s temper is genuinely good."

Upon hearing her words, Qin Siyuan just smiled—

Mingzhu was still very naïve, knowing well that Professor Bo agreed to take the blame likely because of... some benefit exchange.

However, he also felt it was better for her to remain a bit naïve.

Qin Siyuan drove back to their villa in Jiangcheng, where only the two of them were since the housekeeper was on vacation.

They settled lunch, but dinner still needed cooking, so he thought for a bit and drove her out again.

Gu Mingzhu sat in the car, took off her scarf, and curiously asked: "Where are we going now?"

Qin Siyuan looked at her: "To the supermarket to buy some ingredients."

Gu Mingzhu asked dumbly: "Do you know how to cook?"

Qin Siyuan held the steering wheel and smiled plainly: "I can check on Baidu."

"Is it reliable?" she muttered in a low voice, obviously not trusting him. Plus, she had been used to being waited upon since childhood, similar to Qin Siyuan, making it hard for her to envision cooking.

It seemed like Anxi didn’t know how, while Brother Xichen cooked well but rarely did it due to his busy schedule.

Qin Siyuan glanced at the roadside and said coolly: "Everything has to have its first time, doesn’t it, Mrs. Qin?"

Gu Mingzhu instantly felt out of sorts, gave him a sideways glance, pursed her lips, and kept quiet.

Outside, it was still snowing lightly, moderately gentle. He parked the car in a supermarket’s lot, and once the car stopped, he unfastened his seatbelt and said lightly: "Alright, let’s get out."

Gu Mingzhu refused to step out: "Can I wait in the car?"

Qin Siyuan reached over and pinched her cheek: "It’s just a stroll in the supermarket; it won’t take your life. Be good."

She was easily won over by him, her face turned yellowish, and she obediently got out of the car.

After getting out, Qin Siyuan almost kept her sheltered in his arms, worried she might catch cold.

Although he was only a few years older than her, in his view Gu Mingzhu was just a... very young girl, aside from writing nauseating romance novels, she seemed clueless about anything else.

After entering, he found a small cart, and Gu Mingzhu followed alongside him, looking awkward as if constipated.

He patted her head: "Do you want anything?"

"Hot pot, maybe." Gu Mingzhu said, then looked at him eagerly: "Can you manage it?"

"I can check Baidu." He said again.

Gu Mingzhu made a funny face at him, then clung to his arm, half her body hanging off him, acting clingy. Qin Siyuan liked this behavior of hers very much, probably because his surroundings were too quiet. At a young age, he undertook heavy responsibilities, aside from an elder sister, had nobody to rely on. After a year of trials, he no longer seemed like a young man in his early twenties...

Mingzhu appeared at just the right time.

He took out his phone, noted down the list of things to buy, and started picking items one by one. Initially, Gu Mingzhu felt disdain, but soon found it fun, wanting to buy many things and causing mischief...

At checkout, he punished her a little by picking up two large boxes of something.

Gu Mingzhu’s face turned yellow again: "What are you doing with that...?"

"What do you think?" Qin Siyuan slightly smiled, without blushing or heart racing, proceeded to checkout. Gu Mingzhu, sensitive, exited the checkout line and waited by the exit.

Just as Qin Siyuan finished paying, a soft voice called out: "Siyuan."

The voice seemed familiar, so Qin Siyuan looked up and saw Shen Wanqing.

She had lost a lot of weight, although covered in luxury and jewels, it couldn’t hide her fatigue.

Qin Siyuan replied indifferently with distance: "Miss Shen."

There was a bit of hurt evident on Shen Wanqing’s face. After a moment’s pause, she murmured: "Shopping? Where’s Gu Mingzhu, why didn’t she come?"

However, as soon as she said that, her eyes landed on a certain item in the shopping cart, and she froze, moving her gaze back to his face...

Qin Siyuan seemed particularly calm; he happened to be next in line for checkout, proceeded like any normal man, bought his things, packed them, and those two boxes he chose to tuck into his coat pocket with no discomfort whatsoever...