Bo Xichen looked at her.

She spoke to the other side, to Min Xin: "Your child, you take care of it yourself."

Min Xin, clutching his phone and hiding in the bathroom, said in a cowardly whisper, "Just this once, just this once. I’m currently at Zhou Yu’s house, and I’ve only just managed to smooth things over. If anything happens because of Mingzhu, I probably won’t be able to step through the Zhou Family’s door ever again."

Gu Anxi sneered, "That’s because you brought this on yourself, no one forced you."

Min Xin pleaded, "Just this once, just this once. I originally planned to have Wang Yuan do it, but he’s a man, I can’t trust him. Besides, he’s got a wife, so it’s inconvenient."

"And it’s convenient for me?" Gu Anxi snorted lightly, "I’m not convenient at all; she sees me as an enemy."

Actually, when she thought about it, she didn’t have much of a grudge against Gu Mingzhu. It’s not like they chose to be born of the same mother; there wasn’t any deep-seated hatred. But she wasn’t a saint, and she didn’t feel that just because Tang Yuan was gone, this sister would become her responsibility.

Whoever sowed the seeds should be the one to tend them.

On the other side, Min Xin was desperate upon hearing Gu Anxi’s categorical refusal. Truth be told, it wasn’t that he particularly liked or cared about Gu Mingzhu; it was just a matter of responsibility. If anything happened to a young girl under his watch, he wouldn’t be at ease.

Thinking this, Min Xin pleaded even more and promised all sorts of benefits.

Upon hearing the figure, Gu Anxi put on a feigned look of reluctance, "Alright, I’ll make a trip then."

After all, promises had to be kept, or else she had ways to make his life miserable. All she needed to do was whisper in Zhou Yu’s ear, hehe... Min Xin’s Achilles’ heel was in her grasp.

She happily hung up the phone.

Bo Xiaoshu reached out and knocked her on the head, "Taking advantage of the situation again, huh?"

Gu Anxi lowered her head, not speaking, unable to admit or deny.

Xiaoshu was rather strict with her, especially on these matters, thinking she just went around seizing people’s benefits and bringing everything to the family.

With the two young ones like this, Old Master Bo and Bo Nianyao didn’t have the guts to step in. Madam Bo gave her son a sidelong glance, then smiled as she passed a drumstick to the little one, "Eat more, don’t listen to him."

She then looked at her son with a serious expression, "Anxi has just this one hobby, what’s wrong with it?"

Bo Xiaoshu was somewhat at a loss for words, "Mom, you spoil her too much."

Madam Bo chuckled, "It’s not a bad thing for Anxi to clean up Min Xin’s mess, and shouldn’t the Min family be grateful? Just think about how much our Anxi is worth in Beicheng now; hiring her isn’t cheap."

Bo Xiaoshu was immediately speechless, looking down at his little one.

Gu Anxi said softly, "I was just planning to go out for a bit anyway, this matter... is just incidental, with a nice side income."

The side income was five million, an exorbitant demand. When Madam Bo heard about it, her mouth hung open, but she still mumbled that—

Our baby is very expensive now!

The expensive one left, driving a flashy sports car, with Bo Xiaoshu, recently a bit tired, resting beside her.

Gu Anxi played some music, keeping it low, "Xiaoshu, why don’t you take a nap?"

"I’m not that tired." He smiled faintly, then suddenly said, "Why did Gu Mingzhu run off to the Emperor Color Club? Isn’t she at odds with your brother now?"

Gu Anxi pressed her lips and laughed, "Maybe she went deliberately. She won’t admit it, but... Brother Changqing indeed doesn’t care much for her."

That’s why, when she got into trouble at the bar, Gu Changqing didn’t show up, just letting his subordinates handle it. Now she’s still at the bar like a dead pig, needing someone to carry her back.

*

Beicheng, Emperor Color Club.

Although Gu Mingzhu was the second princess, her treatment couldn’t be considered good. After being harassed, she lay on the hall’s sofa, drunk and in a disheveled state. Ever since Tang Yuan left, she had been mostly like this. Gu Yuanshan tried to manage her once, but when she didn’t listen, he shook his head, sighed, and left her be.

In the hall, people came and went, maybe someone looked at her, but no one would connect her to the once-beloved national daughter of Beicheng.

Gu Mingzhu felt very lost.

She had lost everything, while Gu Anxi, the one who was originally inferior and abandoned, was living so well. She thought Min Xin would take care of her, but Min Xin only gave her mother money, only willing to occasionally meet with her, perhaps just out of a sense of duty. Coming to the Emperor Color, her brother didn’t see her.

Gu Mingzhu now was someone everyone despised and disliked!

Half-lying on the sofa like a puddle of mud, she shouted, "I want more, give me wine."

No one paid her any attention until a figure stood in front of her.

She looked up.

It was Gu Anxi.

Even though she was drunk, she could still recognize that this hateful person was Gu Anxi.

Gu Mingzhu chuckled softly, tilting her head to look at Gu Anxi, "You’re very pleased now, aren’t you? You took everything, and I have nothing left. Gu Anxi, are you here to laugh at me?"

"Yes, I’m here to laugh at you." Gu Anxi held up her phone, taking a shot of her: "Let’s record this and post it on Weibo. Do you think your fans, the book lovers or film admirers, will be disappointed to find their idol is a drunk?"

Clarity returned to Gu Mingzhu for a moment. She sat up, wildly waving her hands, "Stop filming, stop filming, Gu Anxi, you bastard... you always know how to attack me, how to take what’s mine; the only things I have."

But she was drunk, after all, no matter how hard and fast she tried to get to Gu Anxi, in the end, she collapsed on the ground, looking incredibly helpless, tilting her head back, glaring fiercely at Gu Anxi, "Are you satisfied?"

Her eyes were bloodshot, her eyeballs looked like they might pop out, and at that moment, she somewhat resembled Tang Yuan.

Gu Anxi’s hand lowered, feeling a bit desolate.

Sympathizing with Gu Mingzhu.

Tears appeared at the corners of Gu Mingzhu’s eyes, but she started to laugh, "Gu Anxi, you really know how to hit me, how to destroy everything I have. Congratulations, you’ve destroyed my last remaining things."

Gu Anxi grinned too, crouching in front of her, waving the phone in her hand, "You mean your fans, the book and film enthusiasts, you’re afraid of shattering the image they have of you? So you do care about them."

Gu Mingzhu bit her lip, her eyes glistening with tears, "Gu Anxi, what do you know. You don’t understand anything. All you know is how to use tricks, to do things that make you seem strong, that you are stronger, better at everything than me, your movies are better than mine, you ride faster than I do, you can do everything while I can’t do anything; in your eyes I’m worthless! Even in fights you’re fiercer! When mom left at last, she thought you were stronger too, didn’t she? You revel in that, don’t you?"