Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 731 - 732: The person just now was Bo Xichen 2400
Song Jia walked in, an unpleasant expression on her face.
Gu Anxi lay on the bed, chuckling helplessly. "Did I offend you again?"
Song Jia snorted. "Don’t you know perfectly well what you did?"
Gu Anxi bore the pain, a mixture of amusement and irritation in her voice. "You’re the one who injured me, yet I still helped you cover it up."
Hearing this, Song Jia became even more furious. "Gu Anxi, don’t think I’ll be swayed by your supposed favor! Are you just trying to show me how important you are to Senior Brother?"
Gu Anxi closed her eyes. "Do you think I enjoy this?"
The little milk sprite suddenly flew into a rage. "Damn it! So, I’m lying here now thanks to his ’great affection,’ am I?"
The result of her outburst was another mouthful of blood, which she spat out.
Song Jia, startled, stared at her. "You brought that on yourself by getting angry. It wasn’t my doing this time."
As she spoke, she noticed the open window, walked over to close it, and muttered to herself, "Why is the window open? Don’t tell me you snuck a man in, Gu Anxi?"
She said it casually.
The little milk sprite, feeling a twinge of guilt, sneered, "Where would I find a man around here?"
Song Jia wasn’t a fool. After a moment, she connected the dots. "It was Bo Xichen, wasn’t it?"
The little milk sprite immediately sat bolt upright. "Where is Uncle?"
Song Jia had been tricked by her many times and was somewhat familiar with her tactics. Gu Anxi’s current reaction only deepened her suspicion. After a long pause, she finally voiced it, "That was Bo Xichen just now, wasn’t it?"
The little milk sprite glared at her.
Song Jia immediately turned to leave. "I’m going to tell Senior Brother."
Seeing her actually about to go, Gu Anxi shouted from behind, "Go on, tell him! My uncle is all alone and vulnerable here; he’s definitely no match for your precious Senior Brother. When I end up a pitiful little widow, and you’re the one who murdered my uncle, do you really think I won’t fight you for your beloved Senior Brother then?"
Song Jia was utterly stunned. Was there anyone in the world more shameless than this?
Yet the little milk sprite argued confidently, "What’s wrong? Isn’t that exactly how it is?"
Song Jia clenched her teeth, speaking each word deliberately, "I don’t believe you don’t care."
"Of course, I care. But just to spite you, let’s see if I have the guts to go through with it." As Gu Anxi finished speaking, she coughed up another mouthful of blood, looking rather pitiful.
Song Jia certainly felt no pity for her now. In fact, she wanted to kill Gu Anxi. To think there was someone so utterly despicable and shameless in this world!
She glared at Gu Anxi.
The little milk sprite threatened fiercely, "If you let anything happen to my uncle, I’ll go sleep with your precious Senior Brother."
Song Jia retorted coldly, "And I’m supposed to just let him go? Wait for him to ruin our plans?"
Having spent her fury, the little milk sprite was now exhausted. She collapsed, letting out a long breath. "Good plans? Is blowing up your brother, Zhou Yunchen, into smithereens also a ’good plan’?"
Song Jia narrowed her eyes. "Gu Anxi, your threats don’t work on me. I have no feelings for him."
"Fine, fine. When this world is reduced to just our Master, our Martial Aunt, and us disciples, then we can all be cloyingly affectionate together." Gu Anxi closed her eyes and whispered, "Zhou Yunhua, you’d better not stay here. If I don’t make it, you probably won’t either."
Song Jia faltered.
After a moment, she managed to say drily, "Weren’t you just saying you were going to... disrupt things between me and Senior Brother?"
Gu Anxi kept her eyes closed. "If I don’t survive, I can only offer you two my blessings."
Then, she turned her head slightly. "Not happy to hear that?"
Song Jia’s emotions were in turmoil. After a long pause, she spat out, "You’re insane!"
Gu Anxi smiled faintly. Her face was pale, and her smile was like a wilted flower, devoid of moisture and color.
Song Jia observed her quietly for a long while before taking out a small box of medicine. "This is a wound salve; it’s quite good. I’m not giving it to you for your sake, but because I’m afraid I’ll be implicated if you die."
With that, she tossed the medicine to her.
Gu Anxi, drained from her earlier outburst, lacked even the strength to lift her hand. She simply looked at where it landed.
Song Jia added haughtily, "I’m not doing this for Zhou Yunchen’s sake. It’s only because Senior Brother regards you so highly, and I just don’t want him to be heartbroken."
Gu Anxi smiled lightly but said nothing.
As Song Jia was leaving, she glared at her one last time.
After she left, Bo Xichen climbed back in through the window. He picked up the medicine, examined it, and then took out a pill, giving it to Gu Anxi to swallow.
Gu Anxi obediently took it and then snuggled closer to him coquettishly.
Bo Xichen said in a low, hoarse voice, "You’ll be alright once your Dad Bo arrives."
Bo Nianyao was exceptionally skilled at treating internal injuries; Bo Xichen had never doubted this.
His words reassured her considerably.
She had no desire to die; her earlier words had merely been to provoke Song Jia.
After a short while, she suddenly felt a surge of strength returning to her body and realized the medicine must have counteracted the drug Bo Qing had given her earlier.
A flicker of confidence returned, and she whispered, "What’s the situation in Beicheng? What’s the old brother’s plan?"
Bo Xichen gently massaged her shoulders. Although it was somewhat painful, it was good for her circulation, so she endured it.
He spoke to distract her, his voice low and soothing. "I wasn’t entirely sure, but I just sent a message. Beicheng has already fully withdrawn its interception systems."
Gu Anxi smiled faintly. "Good."
She closed her eyes, leaning further against him, her voice even softer. "Uncle, we only have one chance to win this."
Bo Xichen gently stroked her hair.
She continued softly, "I had a bad dream last night... I dreamt of something terrible. When I woke up, I couldn’t help but wonder if I was being too cruel, or if my judgment was wrong, involving so many people in Beicheng."
Bo Xichen’s heart felt heavy too; he knew that beneath her nonchalant exterior, she was actually extremely nervous.
He said in a strained voice, "You weren’t." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
"Uncle, I’m so scared," she murmured, pressing against him. Then, her eyelids drooped, as if she were too exhausted to resist sleep any longer.
Bo Xichen stayed with her for a long time. Feeling her body grow cold, he carefully took her feet and cradled them in his lap to warm them.
He could only wait for Bo Nianyao to arrive.
However, Bo Nianyao couldn’t come too quickly, or their entire charade would collapse.
「Meanwhile」
Song Jia had returned to her own bedroom. She flew into a rage, smashing several objects, but even that didn’t quell her fury.
She sat on the sofa, muttering resentfully to herself, "How could I fall for that damned girl’s tricks? She really overestimates herself, always resorting to such despicable, shameless schemes."
After venting her anger, she calmed down and began to think seriously.
Gu Anxi had backed her into an untenable position.
Now that Bo Xichen was here, that doctor who was supposed to arrive soon was probably one of his cronies too. And then there was Zhou Yunchen... What did Zhou Yunchen’s life or death have to do with her, anyway?
As Song Jia pondered this, she involuntarily pursed her lips. Then, as if guided by some unseen force, she opened a video. It was none other than Zhou Yunchen, giving a speech in the main administrative office.
Just as that shameless Gu Anxi had said, Zhou Yunchen was indeed handsome. Even if she, Song Jia, hated to admit it, she could see the resemblance in their features, especially their shared phoenix eyes.
She quietly watched the man on the screen, observing his vibrant energy and spirited demeanor.
Was it only because Gu Yuntian adopted him that he turned out so distinguished? Was it solely due to Gu Anxi that he received King Jingyao’s special favor? Everyone knew Zhou Yunchen was slated to succeed King Jingyao. So that was King Jingyao’s way of securing a future for Gu Anxi, a girl who’d committed countless misdeeds. Such blatant favoritism!
Angrily, Song Jia shut off the video. In her heart, she felt Zhou Yunchen had betrayed her. She was his sister, yet he clearly doted on Gu Anxi far more...
This thought made Song Jia feel considerably better. Gu Anxi couldn’t affect her. Not one bit. Her Senior Brother—he was the one she should follow.
Just then, Bo Qing entered quietly. He stood in the doorway, his dark robe a stark contrast to the sunlight beyond, making his features seem even more shadowed and ominous.
