Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 621 - 622: Weren’t You Shot?

Min Xin stared at King Jingyao. "You don’t need to be moved by this."

Wang Jingyao chimed in, "True. If you get all emotional and rush off to get married to Zhou Yu, our dear Brother Min would probably lose it. To maintain our harmonious relationship, both sides need to make an effort."

After saying that, he clapped Min Xin hard on the shoulder. Min Xin’s face paled from the pain.

Ouch, that must hurt, Wang Yuan thought with a pang.

Wang Jingchuan smiled. "Mr. Wang, the car is downstairs."

King Jingyao responded cheerfully, "Alright, let’s go then. With Brother Min here, I have nothing to worry about."

He left quickly. Once in the car, he turned his head and said, "Jingchuan, Min Xin definitely won’t let Anxi off the hook tomorrow. That little rascal... I’m genuinely worried."

Wang Jingchuan smiled. "You can rest completely assured! Miss Anxi is very capable!"

King Jingyao clenched his fist. "She’s *too* capable, and that’s what worries me. A young girl like her, constantly out in the wild, dodging bullets, flying around day in and day out. That clubhouse alone has at least one hundred security guards and one hundred guns. Imagine how difficult it is to retrieve something from there. Yet, she did it and even brought someone back."

Wang Jingchuan knew Wang Jingyao was distressed about her. Indeed, Anxi looked very thin. Although tall, she was slender and exceptionally beautiful. Who would have imagined she possessed such immense power?

So he offered further reassurance, "Professor Bo surely has a plan. You don’t need to worry."

Hearing this, Wang Jingyao said sourly, "Yes, with Xichen around, what do I have to worry about? My good intentions are just wasted on that little rascal."

The Secretary-General chuckled. "And you said you didn’t care, that you’d let it go. Look at you, still sulking."

King Jingyao glanced at his secretary and just grunted, saying nothing more.

「...」

In the hospital, Gu Anxi removed the bullet from Old He’s arm and cleaned the wound.

Old He was still under anesthesia.

Bo Xichen came over. "How is he?"

Gu Anxi gave a faint smile. "Not bad. He’s pretty tough."

Bo Xichen looked at her.

She spoke softly, "I don’t know how he showed up, or why he got hurt."

After a pause, she added, "I checked. The one impersonating me was Hong Fu from Dark. She’s Dark’s junior martial sister, the top expert there besides Dark himself."

"And you?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair.

Gu Anxi made a noise. "HUMPH! I was never ranked in Dark!"

He chuckled softly, asked no more questions, and bent down to examine Old He’s wound.

Gu Anxi clung to his arm. "Xichen, I think he knew... that’s why he went there deliberately."

She was a bit upset. These old folks should just enjoy their retirement peacefully at home. Why do they have to do such dangerous things that make people cry? They’re so old, yet they’re still flying about. Look, someone shot down this old bird with a single bullet.

Bo Xichen stroked her small head. "Alright, you go get some rest. I’ll stay here."

Gu Anxi looked at the large sofa nearby. "Let’s sleep here together. I won’t be able to sleep if we go back."

Bo Xichen didn’t object. They lay down on the sofa together. Cradled in his arms, she spoke softly about her days in Dark. As she talked, her eyelids grew heavy, and she slowly drifted off to sleep, her fingers still clutching his clothes.

Bo Xichen reached out, gently pulling the blanket over her.

The room fell silent.

「The next morning」

A ray of sunlight streamed into the ward. Old He opened his eyes and saw Gu Anxi sleeping on the sofa opposite him. After a few seconds, he recalled the events of the previous night, and his old face flushed red.

He had heard someone was trying to harm this child, so he’d gone there early. Who would have thought his old bones would prove so useless? He’d nearly gotten her involved. Besides, he remembered Hong Fu shooting Anxi yesterday. So why was she perfectly fine?

Just as Old He was about to ask, Bo Xichen approached. "Don’t move just yet."

Old He looked at Bo Xichen, a bit dazed. "Where is this?"

"Yunxi Hospital," Bo Xichen replied with a gentle smile. "Rest assured, ordinary people can’t find this ward, and the nurses are also from the Bo Family."

Old He caught his breath and managed to sit up, his gaze falling on the sofa. "Did she bring me back?"

Bo Xichen recalled how a certain little imp had hauled back a large ’item’ the previous night, all while complaining that her master was becoming more like her Second Senior Brother. It was amusing, but he didn’t share this with Old He.

Suppressing a smile, he replied, "Yes, Anxi carried you back."

Old He’s old face flushed red again.

"Did you know her identity?" Bo Xichen asked softly.

Old He grumbled, "I only just found out myself. I originally wanted to help, but who knew I’d be so useless."

Bo Xichen smiled. "Your expertise is in oil painting. This kind of flying around... perhaps it’s really not suited for you."

That’s what Gu Anxi had said, Bo Xichen mused.

Old He touched his nose. "I used to be alright, you know."

He looked at the wound on his arm, then asked, still puzzled, "Anxi was shot yesterday too, wasn’t she? How come she looks perfectly fine? Has she attained the Diamond Body?"

Bo Xichen found this quite amusing. "Not exactly. It’s better if she explains it to you herself."

As he spoke, he glanced with amusement at the little imp who was just stirring awake.

Gu Anxi sat up. She was covered with a small blanket, her hair was disheveled, and she rubbed her eyes. "Master, you’re awake."

Old He pretended to be angry. "You seem to have slept even better than this patient!"

"I was tired," the little imp yawned. "Are you feeling any better?"

Old He retorted, "Weren’t *you* shot yesterday? How come you’re completely fine?"

"Tsk!" Gu Anxi stretched out her arm; it was perfectly fine.

She then fished out something from somewhere, stuck it onto her arm, and produced a remote control. With a press...