Gu Anxi had been busy all day and was a bit tired. Listening to her uncle bathing gave her some peace of mind, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

The sound of the water in the bathroom gradually faded and eventually vanished.

Bo Xichen changed his clothes and came out, searching for a moment before finding the little kitten asleep on the sofa.

He smiled, sat beside her, and started to dry his hair. He didn’t wake her, but Gu Anxi woke up on her own, opening her eyes and speaking groggily, "Uncle, you finished your bath?"

Uncle Bo gently patted her little head, his voice tender, "Awake?"

She murmured a response, shifting her little head into his embrace like a purring kitten. As Uncle Bo looked down at her, a soft feeling welled up in his heart.

He reached out and lightly touched her cheek, "You smell sweaty. Why didn’t you tell me you were going to play shooting games tonight?"

And you caused trouble too.

Hearing the hint of reproach, Gu Anxi immediately snuggled deeper into his embrace, whispering, "The three of us went. Chen Ming called on his own. He wanted to play himself." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

She effortlessly shifted all the blame back onto Chen Ming, but Uncle Bo would know better.

He intended to scold her a bit; she’s become fearless these days. Yet, seeing her behave like a little kitten after his bath, he couldn’t bring himself to be harsh.

Bo Xichen sighed lightly and then asked in a low voice, "Want to go home now?"

She made a small noise, but stubbornly stayed in his arms.

"What’s wrong?" Uncle Bo said with a laugh, "Do you really wish I’d give you a spanking?"

She clung to his embrace, boldly declaring, "Want big brother to carry me. Big brother to piggyback me."

Bo Xichen, helpless but amused, lightly patted her, "Then you have to get up."

Gu Anxi made a noise, got up, knelt down, and climbed onto his back, calling out softly, "Big brother."

She rarely called him that, and it made Bo Xichen’s heart particularly soft. He picked her up and carried her on his back, "You’re all grown up and still being so clingy. Don’t blame me if someone sees."

He stood up, and Gu Anxi quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, "Uncle is the best."

Bo Xichen chuckled and gave her a small pat.

She teased, "Big brother is bad."

At that moment, as a big brother, he didn’t know how else to love her...

It was late at night, and he slowly carried her down the stairs. Thirty-two floors, the little darling felt a bit sorry and held his neck, "Uncle, the elevator is fine."

He too had a tiring day and was still carrying her.

Bo Xichen chuckled, "It’s alright, taking the stairs is good."

Besides, it’s been busy these days, and it’s been a long time since they had the chance to be alone together like this, just quietly.

With his words, the little darling no longer resisted, lying on his shoulder, smelling his pleasant scent, softly saying, "Uncle, you smell so nice."

As she spoke, she leaned closer to his neck for a sniff.

Uncle Bo glanced at her with some disdain, "You smell of sweat."

With that, he freed a hand to give her a light pat, "You spend all day just wanting to roam around."

Gu Anxi sniffed herself, "Do I really smell bad?"

She foolishly coaxed him, "Uncle, I’ll take a good shower when I get back. Wash up, smell fragrant and sweet."

Bo Xichen murmured and continued to carry her for a while, about ten floors or so, before suddenly speaking up, "Anxi, I feel like I’ve been tricked."

She murmured, "Who tricked you for money?"

"No one." He held back laughter, "I used to think Miss Gu was an independent girl, who would’ve thought after getting married, she’d be a whole different story."

Gu Anxi felt soft inside too, clutching his neck, "In what way am I not satisfying you, Professor Bo? Should I change something?"

He laughed, "Just like now, too clingy."

"I’ll change." The little darling’s attitude was exceptionally good.

Uncle Bo quietly laughed, not saying anything.

How could she need to change when she was just right for him...

The two continued to chat, descending together.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of the hospital, King Jingyao returned, laboriously climbing the stairs, with the driver Yuan Sheng following behind in a rush, "Mr. Wang, just take the elevator. With the building so high, climbing it might be the end of you."

King Jingyao had left something behind and came back to fetch it. At the first floor, having a sudden impulse to exercise, he made Yuan Sheng anxious—

Ever since Secretary Wang left, there hasn’t been a reliable person by Mr. Wang’s side, and he’s been recklessly indulging himself. How could this be okay?

Yuan Sheng was terribly worried, but King Jingyao wasn’t worried at all. As he climbed, he said, "Are you looking down on me, thinking I’m just an old bag of bones already, Yuan Sheng? I’m not even fifty yet, and still planning to father a big, chubby baby boy."

Yuan Sheng added, "Are you really going to have a baby with Dr. Jiang?"

Upon hearing this, the master shot him a fierce glance and said contemptuously, "Go, wait in the car. Look at you, with zero tact and a mouth that runs wild. It seems only I can tolerate you."

Yuan Sheng objected, "It’s past midnight, and this is a hospital with a long hallway. I worry something might surprise you."

"What could possibly surprise me?" King Jingyao snorted, but just as he finished speaking, he heard voices from above, brothers, sisters, then about an uncle and whatnot. It sounded unbearably sweet and cheesy.