Campus Ace Girl

Chapter 935 - 934: Let’s Have a Child

He always felt a bit melancholy inside, "Anxi, why am I so clueless? If I had realized earlier, she wouldn’t have been so heartbroken, and I wouldn’t have...Gu Anxi felt a bit sorry for him but also thought he deserved it. Who told him to be so flirtatious...

After the old brother finished speaking, he looked at the little milk spirit, feeling like she didn’t empathize. The old brother was quite disappointed: "Can’t you show a bit of concern?"

Gu Anxi laughed but eventually turned serious: "Treat her well."

As she turned to get into the car, she thought, it’s better to know nothing at all.

Not knowing, perhaps the happiness is real.

King Jingyao stood in the dark, smoking while watching the back of the car, and only returned to the villa after a long time.

Lin Hua was gently instructing the servants on their tasks, and everything for tomorrow was arranged meticulously. The old brother couldn’t take his eyes off her until Lin Hua looked at him, smiling faintly, "Jingyao, why are you standing at the door?"

He walked over, encircled her slender body, finished his cigarette, and huskily said, "I was watching you."

The servants tactfully retreated, Lin Hua felt a bit shy and turned around: "You’re not concerned there are people around?"

"If there are people, then you’re not my wife?" he countered, then caught her hand: "I still have some work; that little brat caused some trouble this afternoon, and now I have to deal with it. You keep me company."

Lin Hua was led upstairs by him; while he worked, she picked up a romantic novel and got quite absorbed in it.

It was peaceful and quiet.

After King Jingyao finished his work, he looked up at his wife.

He actually wanted to guess what she was thinking!

He was, after all, a mortal.

King Jingyao stood up, walked to her side, bent over to look at the book in her hand, and smiled, "You’re really into it."

Lin Hua gave a soft hum, "It’s quite good."

She looked up and softly asked, "Jingyao, will I not be able to play the cello in the future?"

"Why would that be?" he smiled, sat beside her and gently pressed her head on his shoulder, "You can do whatever you want, but be careful. Just don’t hate my overprotectiveness."

Lin Hua softly hummed.

King Jingyao murmured, "Things in Italy have been taken care of."

Her body trembled slightly, stiffened a bit, but King Jingyao naturally noticed, though he said nothing.

Under the light, Lin Hua blinked softly, "Jingyao, you’re saying it’s over?"

"That’s right." He seemed a bit casual, leaning against the couch looking relaxed, though only he knew how tense he was at that moment.

Lin Hua, head lowered, sat there, her profile beautiful.

His hand gently touched her cheek, softly saying, "Now, do you still want to be my wife, or, like others, be loving in public but sleep in separate rooms at home?"

Lin Hua raised her eyes, looking at him somewhat surprised.

Her eyes were misty, a bit insulted.

She made no sound, neither refuting nor agreeing, she just got up and walked out the door.

King Jingyao knew her temperament; she was probably going to pack up. What to do?

He quickly caught her wrist, giving a gentle tug, she fell into his arms, and he quickly whispered by her ear, warm breath, "What to do now? You’re not good at pleasing your husband. Will the future be tough?"

Lin Hua was a bit angry, rarely calling him by his full name, "King Jingyao, let go of me."

"No." He chuckled low, intentionally provoking her.

Indeed, he himself was suffering, so how could he let her off easily, so he whispered by her ear: "Angry because I want to ignore you, hmm?"

Lin Hua supported herself, tried to slap him, a thoughtless action, and hadn’t expected he’d not dodge, resulting in a firm slap landing on the old brother’s face.

Lin Hua was stunned, lips slightly parted, voice gravelly: "Jingyao?"

He chuckled lightly, holding her fingers, "Barely half a month into marriage, you’ve become fierce like this. Mrs. Wang, can I regret this?"

Lin Hua wanted to leave again, but he hugged her tightly, tenderly touching her for a long time, until she finally cried, hitting him saying she hated him, her little face quite adorable, and the old brother just laughed: "Really angry?"

She stayed silent, so he spoke, sighing: "Lin Hua, I’m just scared, scared you wouldn’t even want to pretend, scared that what I said was what you truly felt. I was bluffing, couldn’t you see?"

Lin Hua looked up; he was watching her.

Lin Hua’s hand gently touched his face, and after a while, she softly said, "Jingyao, you’re not young anymore."

He hummed softly.

She smiled fleetingly, "Let’s have a child."

King Jingyao was stunned, staring straight at Lin Hua.

At this moment, her expression was very gentle, Lin Hua didn’t say anything, just gently hugged him.

She made no promises to him, only saying that they should have a child, and that a child is the best signal for a woman to settle down, right...

...

A few days later, before Gu Anxi set off for Jiangcheng, Mrs. Wang became pregnant.

It was an unexpected joy. Calculating the dates, it probably happened the first night. Old Wang, feeling pleased with himself, even made a special call to Bo Xichen to share the good news.

Uncle Bo found it intolerable that someone questioned him.

Later, when Gu Anxi was on the phone with him, Uncle Bo sternly told her to take care of her health and forbade her from running around anymore.

Gu Anxi was confused, wondering what her uncle had eaten.

After hanging up, Bo Nianyao came over, "Zai Zai, it’s time to leave."

Gu Anxi responded absent-mindedly and said goodbye to Mrs. Bo and the old man, knowing she wouldn’t be back for a long time. Mrs. Bo, holding her hand, gave endless reminders as if separated by mountains and rivers.

Bo Nianyao looked at his wife amusingly, "Xichen has left home so many times, you never acted like this."

"What do you know, girls and boys are different, aren’t they?" Mrs. Bo glared at her husband.

Bo Nianyao touched his nose and fell silent.

Meanwhile, the old man pitifully remarked on the side, "I’ve heard the scenery in Jiangcheng is nice, fit for an elderly person."

Gu Anxi coughed lightly, and Bo Nianyao persuaded him, "Lu Ze is also going. Do you really want to go?"

The old man immediately fell silent.

After saying their goodbyes, Nianyao’s father took the little one into the car.

Out of all the calculations, one thing was overlooked.

At the airport, Gu Mingzhu, the Gu princess, was dragging a pink suitcase, squatting and waiting for them.

Gu Anxi rolled her eyes, "Gu Mingzhu, why aren’t you attending college properly in Beicheng, and why are you running off to Jiangcheng?"

Gu Mingzhu bit her lip, "I never said I wanted to go with you, I’m just catching a hitchhike plane."

She respectfully greeted Bo Nianyao, calling him ’Uncle,’ then eagerly looked at him.

Bo Nianyao, always giving face to young girls, and seeing she was already there with her luggage, felt it would be rather unkind to refuse her. So, he awkwardly said, "Zai Zai?"

Gu Anxi glared at Gu Mingzhu and couldn’t help but tug on her ear, "With so many people willing to take you in, why are you following me?"

Gu Mingzhu remained silent for a while, biting her lip, only speaking a hoarse voice after a long pause, "But they’re all polite to me, no one scolds me."

"You feel comfortable being scolded?" Gu Anxi was speechless and walked ahead, "You’re really a pain in the ass of youth."

Wearing sunglasses and being tall, she was quite eye-catching.

Gu Mingzhu, being only 162 cm, seemed petite, dragging her suitcase behind with little dignity.

Bo Nianyao shook his head: What kind of constitution does Zai Zai have?

No matter how it ended, Gu Mingzhu, this sticky troublemaker, still followed to Jiangcheng. On the plane, Gu Anxi and she bickered like elementary school students, eventually setting a list of 18 house rules for her, with the warning that breaking one would send her back to Beicheng immediately.

Gu Mingzhu, holding back tears, agreed miserably and shamefully.

Nianyao’s father, sipping tea, found it amusing and sighed how wonderful youth is.

He couldn’t help but reminisce about his own youth, about a girl like Mingzhu, who was equally willful yet delicate and pitiful.

Xueman was adopted by the Lu Family. In college, he, Lu Ze, and Xueman were classmates.

He and Lu Xueman had a brief fling, though it wasn’t very deep or impactful, yet in the end, she still married Lu Ze.

Bo Nianyao recalled the past with a faint smile.

Looking up, he saw a pretty little face leaning close to him.

It was his Anxi Zai Zai.

Bo Nianyao instinctively sat up straighter, then lightly coughed, "Zai Zai, what’s up?"

Gu Anxi moved very close, her voice chillingly eerie, "Daddy Bo, are you thinking about other women?"

Bo Nianyao: ...

Stunned for a moment, he immediately denied it, "No such thing!"