The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 326 - 262

Now, everyone has learned what kinds of emojis are appropriate to use in each chat scenario.

Heaven knows, when Jiang Gujun saw this scene, his expression almost cracked.

What could make Bai Xueshen, who graduated with dual PhDs from Mai Lun University at sixteen, so aloof and cold, learn how to use emojis online with a bunch of netizens?

Jiang Gujun thought, maybe this is love.

Jiang Gujun: cnm (eating lemons).

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After washing up, Rong Zhi went to the aroma room to get ready.

She checked all the ingredients she would need today one by one, then placed them on the table before going to the shelf on the side to find the tools.

Outside the castle.

Han Xiqiao looked at the towering castle in front of him and the car behind him, sighing with some emotion, then cheering himself up.

Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous, just like being in class at school, keep calm and handle it naturally.

After psyching himself up, Han Xiqiao stepped inside.

The servants followed Miss Nine’s instructions and brought the two of them to the aroma room once Windsor Yao arrived.

Sunlight poured into the aroma room, playfully dancing on the boy’s hair and back, and Windsor Yao’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to him.

The boy’s profile was clean and pleasant, and his perfume-making movements were smooth and uninterrupted, in stark contrast to her scratching her head during exams, it was simply too calm.

Windsor Yao immediately went forward, wrapping her arm around him, smiling as she rested her head on his shoulder, "Oh no, Zhi Zhi, I think I’m falling in love with you, what should I do?"

Rong Zhi was suddenly embraced, but her eyes and expression didn’t budge.

What should she do?

She seriously considered it for a moment.

The conclusion was, it would only cause trouble.

Bai San would probably get jealous.

So Rong Zhi shook her head, put the reagent bottle back, and calmly said, "Don’t love me, there’s no future."

"Pfft," Windsor Yao covered her mouth, laughing until her eyes turned into slits, like she had discovered a new continent, "Zhi Zhi, I didn’t know you could joke."

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow casually.

After clinging for a few minutes, Windsor Yao finally let go with a giggle. Rong Zhi glanced past her to Han Xiqiao in the back, asking Windsor Yao to first take her to change clothes, and once she was done, the class would begin.

The aroma room had an electronic blackboard, and she nonchalantly spun the electronic pen, switching to today’s content to be covered.

She lectured as quickly as ever, and Windsor Yao, already prepared, set up a camera to begin recording.

The class went by quickly, and Han Xiqiao only half-understood what was taught.

"Ah, let’s watch the video." The girl directly transferred the recorded video to her phone, placing it in the middle of the table for the two of them to watch together.

Han Xiqiao: Got it.

Next time she’ll do the same.

Rong Zhi assigned them some work today, to be assessed in two days. After saying that, she went to focus on her tasks.

During dinner, Ying Cenchuan asked her about Han Xiqiao.

Sipping her soup slowly, Rong Zhi replied nonchalantly, "Not bad."

Ying Cenchuan nodded, "Then keep teaching her for now. When are you returning to Hua Country again?"

Rong Zhi: "The 29th."

-

In the evening, Rong Zhi unlocked her phone that she hadn’t checked all day, and the top chat box’s discussions ended with the morning’s conversation. She didn’t think much of it and casually sent a message.

But even by bedtime, Bai Su still hadn’t responded.

Uncertain what he was busy with, she frowned slightly and sent another message.

By two in the morning, Bai Su still hadn’t replied.

He rarely doesn’t reply to her WeChat messages.

Rong Zhi felt a sense of unease in her heart, akin to the restlessness before He Songzhi passed away. She grew pensive and decided to message Jiang Gujun as well.

But Jiang Gujun also didn’t respond.

Rong Zhi couldn’t sleep at all by now.

She climbed out of bed, searched for Cheng Sijia’s number in her contacts, and called him.

"Miss Rong."

"Can you reach Jiang Gujun?"

Rong Zhi asked directly.

Cheng Sijia paused, "Young Master Jiang? I’ll check."

He should have been looking for Jiang Gujun too. Two minutes later, he got back to Rong Zhi: "Miss Rong, Young Master Jiang might be busy; he’s not responding to me either."

Rong Zhi remained expressionless, "Where are you now? Drive to the back street of 7K Bar, I’ll be there shortly."

Half an hour later.

She sat in Cheng Sijia’s car, with two phones by her side, both trying to contact Jiang Gujun.

"Song Lichen."

Rong Zhi called out the name of the person on the other end of the phone.

"Miss, what’s wrong?" Song Lichen’s warm and steady voice came through the receiver.

"I’ll send you an address. Fly there now," Rong Zhi ordered calmly, "Bring Jing Ji too."

Song Lichen paused, "Miss, Y State issued a no-fly order starting last night, lifting only tomorrow morning. If we fly there rashly now, we’ll probably be apprehended as soon as we reach the border."

Recently, there was a shipment to deliver, and Song Lichen had informed Rong Zhi about this in advance.

It’s just that Y State, under the control of that officer, was too strict. Otherwise, they wouldn’t keep falling into the other’s hands.

Rong Zhi pursed her lips; Song Lichen had indeed mentioned this, and her initial emotional turmoil led to her overlooking it.

Taking a deep breath to force herself to calm down, she returned to her usual composed and serene demeanor.

"I understand, forget it, arrange for a helicopter. We’ll meet at the Y State border. If there’s any news from Bai Su..."

She paused for a moment before continuing in a cold voice, "Report it to me immediately."

Confused, Song Lichen asked, "What did that person do to have you so anxious to fly to Y State?"

Rong Zhi remained silent.

Song Lichen knew he wouldn’t get any information if she chose not to speak. He agreed, "Alright, I’ll arrange a helicopter. See you later."

"See you later."

-

The two-person team hurried to O State International Airport, while Rong Zhi continued to message Bai Su.

She hadn’t packed any luggage, forcibly hacked into the management system and arranged a flight to Y State. During the more than an hour wait at the airport, Rong Zhi was on edge.

This type of anxiety was different from the tension of expanding their influence, knowing she would face unexpected issues but still moving forward. The latter she could strategize and control, while the former was intangible, and she couldn’t gauge Bai Su’s actions.

Only now did Rong Zhi suddenly realize how little she actually knew about Bai Su.

It seemed that all along, Bai Su had been the one unilaterally giving, while her responses were minimal and reluctant, mostly reacting only when Bai Su proactively reached out to her.

She was truly unreasonable.

Rong Zhi frowned, her grip on the phone causing her knuckles to stand out, turning white.

Fu Jinyi, upon receiving the news, rushed over and was momentarily taken aback to see the young boy in such a state. Immediately, she sat beside her, holding Rong Zhi’s hand.

Her palm was ice-cold, and Fu Jinyi blew warm air on it, lightly grumbling, "Had I known, I would’ve brought a hand warmer before coming out."

They rushed her anxiously; she had only managed to change clothes before hurriedly heading out, carrying nothing else.

Rong Zhi’s actions had drawn attention, and once she left, the servants had reported to Fu Xixiao. Although Fu Xixiao was concerned about his daughter, everyone had plans the next day, so Fu Jinyi, being familiar with Rong Zhi, was asked to accompany her.

Rong Zhi shook her head, "It’s fine."

She wasn’t cold, but rather a bit worried.

The longer the wait, the more scenarios played through her mind about what Bai Su might be experiencing.

Yet, no matter the scenario, none were options she could bear.