Chapter 1018: Chapter 1017: Tonight We’re Not Staying Here, We’re Staying at a Hotel
Gu Anxi is such a perceptive little clever one. One look at her expression and she felt something was off, so she softly said, "My mom just called me and said you don’t want to go back to the Gu family. You always think it’s troublesome. Let me tell you, if you sneak away by yourself, my parents will definitely look for you. You know my dad isn’t in good health, and my mom has to take care of him. If you leave and they get anxious, it will be chaos at home. If my dad falls ill because of you, that will truly be a big trouble. As for you at home, it’s just one more pair of chopsticks, and you’re not exactly not doing anything. Whether you’re doing things with others or at home, it’s the same. Could it be that being with the Gu family is less comfortable than being with outsiders?"
Her words left Shen’s mother with no reason to refute, making her feel that if she ran away and Mr. Gu had an accident, she couldn’t bear that responsibility, so she lowered her face and whispered, "I always feel sorry for you all."
"Aunt Chen, you haven’t done anything wrong. As for Wanqing, it’s just some emotional entanglements, and those are nothing." Gu Anxi said indifferently. She could’ve critiqued Qin Siyuan a bit more, but since Gu Mingzhu had already married him, she felt it inappropriate to speak too harshly.
Shen’s mother felt a lot more relaxed after hearing that.
The little nurse beside them also said, "Dr. Little Gu is amazing, deserving to be Professor Bo’s prized student. Mrs. Gu talked to Chen yesterday, but she still wouldn’t agree."
Gu Anxi laughed, "Professor Bo didn’t teach me eloquence; it’s natural."
The little nurse was quite clever too, "But it’s influenced from him, right? We heard that our Professor Bo is best at using reason to persuade people."
Gu Anxi was quite doubtful. When had he ever used reason to convince people? He clearly used physical power to subdue them.
Just then, the door of the ward opened, in came Bo Xichen.
He was wearing a white shirt, with iron-gray dress pants, looking like he came straight from the lab. His face showed signs of fatigue.
Gu Anxi stared blankly for a moment, then softly called out.
Bo Xichen walked over with a smile, holding a bag of fruit, which he set down casually and then chatted with Shen’s mother for a bit. While caressing Little Milk’s head, he checked the pathology records and, after ensuring there were no problems, he turned to Gu Anxi and said, "Why did you suddenly come over? Have you eaten?"
"I’ve eaten, and have also ordered food for you, shall we eat together?" Gu Anxi held onto his arm, feeling a bit distressed. Though she was spoiled normally, it wasn’t to the point of being unreasonable.
They walked out together, strolling under the moonlight. Perhaps the place held some special significance, having not returned for so long, they walked slowly while she talked about Shen’s mother’s situation. Eventually, he paused, smiled, "I’d like to hear another story."
She was embarrassed, scratching her head, "What story? I don’t understand."
Bo Xichen flicked her ear, "Don’t play dumb."
She gave him a silly smile, then looked around with wandering eyes, "I just accidentally squeezed Lu Heng’s hand and fractured it."
Bo Xichen watched her quietly.
She pouted, "You’re not allowed to be mean to me, not allowed to blame me."
"Do you expect me to praise you?" He tugged her hair.
Gu Anxi said awkwardly, "There’s no need for praise."
He smiled softly, "Anxi, I’m glad you can protect yourself."
Gu Anxi immediately looked up, staring at him intently.
Bo Xichen smiled faintly, ruffled her hair, "Where’s the food you ordered for me? I’m hungry."
She made a sound of surprise, then led him to the small experimental building. Bo Xichen opened it, smiling, "Still from the same place as before."
She leaned against him, "Uncle, will you be mad?"
’Mad about what?’ he began eating.
Gu Anxi spoke softly, "Just, just about me coming to Qingcheng."
He didn’t answer her immediately but finished his meal slowly, tidied up, and then came to ruffle her hair, "Why would I be? Actually, coming over is quite nice."
She made a small sound, then whispered, "I saw them, but I think it’s better if I don’t appear."
She leaned against him, speaking softly, "I had Secretary Tang order a gift for her. I’m sure she will like it."
Bo Xichen gave a slight smile, ’What gift did you order for me, Mrs. Little Bo?’
Gu Anxi suddenly got stern, "You didn’t buy me anything, why should I buy you something?"
"Because I’m all yours." Professor Bo said without a blush or a heartbeat.
Little Milk’s face immediately turned red, stammering, "I-I’m also yours, right?"
He laughed, "Okay, I’ll prepare a gift for you."
"You’d better," she intentionally said in a cutesy voice, then looked around, "I’ll go take a shower, sleep early, and visit home tomorrow."
Bo Xichen pulled her into his arms, "We’re not staying here, we’re going to a hotel."
Gu Anxi was immediately taken aback, why was Uncle discontent with this place?
Bo Xichen had an assistant book a hotel room early on. It wasn’t far, so they didn’t want to drive and just walked to digest the meal. They arrived around ten o’clock at a newly opened six-star hotel in Qingcheng.
Gu Anxi scratched her head, ’Qingcheng already has a six-star hotel.’
Bo Xichen said softly, "Maybe because Qingcheng is suitable for retirement."
Her eyes widened, and after a while, she slowly spoke, "Is it for Old He? Uncle, did you open this hotel?"
He stroked her little head, said nothing, and took her directly to the front desk to get a presidential suite room card, occupying the entire 36th floor with three rooms, each one covering 1200 square meters, very luxurious.
In the elevator, Gu Anxi clung to him like a little monkey. Perhaps being far from Jiangcheng and Beicheng brought unprecedented relaxation, or maybe it was the memory of past events, but she felt somewhat fragile and powerless, now she just wanted to hug Uncle.
Bo Xichen lowered his head, smiled, ’Still like a child.’
Actually, Anxi wouldn’t be like this with others, only with him and his parents.
He liked it a lot.
Gu Anxi leaned against him, softly said, "I don’t understand why the teacher’s wife refused, otherwise he could have come to Qingcheng."
Bo Xichen patted her small head, "Because she knows him well."
For someone like Old He, staying unawakened might be the best choice. Waking up only to realize that everything he painstakingly built vanished into thin air would be more painful than death. Mrs. He didn’t want him to die, nor did she want him to be sad.
Actually, Anxi understood this reasoning too. However, this matter had always been a thorn in her heart, difficult to let go of.
They silently exited the elevator on the top floor, walking on the soft, thick carpets, even their footsteps were absorbed.
