Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 690 - 691: Daily Life, Watching Your Accomplishments
Gu Anxi held onto him, grinning mischievously.
Bo Xichen gave her a light, chastising pat. "You’re always picking on Feng Mian."
Gu Anxi grunted. "Well, he makes it so easy!"
She added playfully, "And I’ve done right by him, even arranging his marriage so nicely."
Bo Xichen sighed. "Won’t they find this exhausting?"
Gu Anxi let out a surprised yelp. "Uncle, do you have some misconception about Feng Mian? You haven’t seen the way he drools when he sees Fengxi. Managers Ma and Wang can testify to that."
Bo Xichen patted her again. "You’re such a handful."
Gu Anxi nestled contentedly against his chest, her voice soft. "Uncle, my movie is premiering soon. Do you have time to accompany me to the premiere?"
He smiled. "Of course."
She happily let go of him and lay back in the lounge chair, looking up at the stars.
Bo Xichen stayed by her side. As she was about to fall asleep, she whispered, "Uncle, I’m so sleepy."
Bo Xichen coaxed her, "Then take a nap."
Gu Anxi moved a little closer, holding his arm as she gradually drifted off to sleep.
Early the next morning, she awoke to find herself already in her bedroom. Bo Xichen bent over to kiss her forehead. "Will you get up now, or sleep a bit more?"
She wrapped her arms around his neck. "I’ll get up!"
Bo Xichen smiled and straightened up. "I’ll wait for you in the dining room."
Gu Anxi acknowledged him. After he left, she closed her eyes again, tempted to steal a few more minutes of sleep. But not wanting to miss the wonderful time of breakfast with her uncle, she still climbed out of bed. With her eyes half-closed, she brushed her teeth and washed her face, then wobbled her way to the front hall.
Once in the hall, she detected a different atmosphere.
It was Lady Bo’s voice, quite formidable. "Bo Nianyao, I tolerated it before, but I can no longer bear it! Your son is being persecuted like that, yet you can calmly watch those people walk into our home? You don’t consider your son at all!"
Bo Nianyao spoke placatingly, "My dear, that’s not it at all! I am trying to find a solution."
Lady Bo continued, "In any case, the Old Master and Bo Qing are coming this afternoon, along with representatives from the other family branches. You need to make your stance clear: if the Old Master chooses to acknowledge his brother Bo Qing, then he can forget about having you as a son, and Xichen as a grandson."
Bo Nianyao sighed. "My dear, these things must be handled according to procedure."
Lady Bo raged, "They’re practically after your son’s life, and now they want to come to the Bo Family to vie for power and status! The Old Master still sides with them! Tell me, is there any father in the world like yours?"
Bo Xichen found it awkward to try and persuade his mother, so he sat drinking his tea.
Gu Anxi touched her nose, then tiptoed to sit beside her uncle, picking at her breakfast and occasionally stealing glances at Bo Nianyao.
As Bo Nianyao saw her coming, he visibly relaxed. He couldn’t rely on his son anymore; he’d better hope Anxi could speak up for him.
He had barely looked her way when Lady Bo spoke again, "Don’t even think about using the child! First, deal with your own father. If you can’t handle him, I’ll take Xichen and Anxi back to my family home."
Bo Nianyao smiled wryly. "But I can’t just sever ties with the Old Master!"
Lady Bo said fiercely, "Regarding today’s matter, regardless of the outcome, if you don’t sever ties with him, then we will sever ties with you."
Bo Nianyao looked at Anxi. What is she waiting for? Why hasn’t she stepped in yet?
Gu Anxi wiped her mouth, then went to clasp Lady Bo’s arm. "Poor Dad, he’s been scolded so much he hasn’t even eaten breakfast."
Lady Bo, her anger yet to subside, said, "It’s just that he’s not taking a firm stand! Anxi, don’t try to persuade me. Whatever the outcome, our lives won’t be easy. If we lose, the consequences are unthinkable. Even if we win, imagine having that Old Master living close by—it won’t lead to anything good either. Today it’s Bo Qing; who knows who it will be tomorrow?"
Gu Anxi understood then. Lady Bo just wanted a firm commitment: once this matter was over, the Old Master should retire as expected and no longer meddle in the Bo Family’s affairs.
She chuckled. "Dad will definitely make things clear."
Bo Nianyao cleared his throat. "Naturally."
Lady Bo scoffed. "You couldn’t make it clear all night, still protecting your dear father and second uncle, even when they’re after your son’s life!"
Gu Anxi chuckled secretly, giving Bo Nianyao a sympathetic look.
Bo Nianyao rubbed his nose, having no choice but to endure it. What could he do? One was his muddled biological father; he couldn’t really drive him out when the time came, could he?
Gu Anxi went over and took Lady Bo’s hand. "Alright, alright, eat breakfast first so you’ll have more energy to scold him later."
Lady Bo was caught between laughter and tears. "Instead of calming things down, you’re just adding fuel to the fire, you naughty child."
Gu Anxi gently soothed her. "See? If I don’t try to persuade you, it’s no good. If I do, it’s still no good. So I might as well not try." She then looked at Bo Nianyao, who was pathetically shrinking back, awaiting his wife’s verdict.
Finally, Lady Bo’s anger subsided. "Alright, alright, I won’t bicker with him anymore."
She looked at Bo Nianyao. "And stop acting pitiful in front of the child. At your age, isn’t it shameful?"
Bo Nianyao, having weathered that storm, heaved a sigh of relief. He sat down beside Anxi to eat breakfast, positioning himself very close to her.
Lady Bo looked at them, both annoyed and amused. "Look at you, so accomplished at your age, always needing a child to protect you."
Bo Nianyao looked at Gu Anxi and said defiantly, "She’s our own child. What’s wrong with her protecting me? Is she only allowed to be good to you?"
Saying this, he patted little Anxi’s head. "Dad dotes on you."
Lady Bo snorted and turned to Gu Anxi. "You see how he dotes on you now? He’d sell you out, and you wouldn’t even know it."
With that, she herself broke into laughter...
