Zuzi casually lifted her wrist.
The little raven: "Ancestor, what do you need?"
Zuzi raised an eyebrow and smiled, realizing that the fancy watch wasn’t on her wrist anymore, yet she had already gotten used to this motion. How curious.
"Ah, I was planning to send Xiao Chenger a message..."
"Ancestor, you can use someone else’s phone to send it."
"Yes, Ancestor, like the wooden man in front of the library, he also has the kids’ phone numbers."
Zuzi happily stepped toward the library.
Fu Xiqin didn’t forget to flatter: "Brother Jin, you really know a lot."
The little raven rolled its eyes, mainly because he had accidentally left the watch with Gu Jingyan and needed to make up for it.
The proper and upright "wooden man" Wei Yang saw the simply dressed Zuzi in her white dress floating over. Instinctively, he stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, Miss Xi!"
Then seeing the unremarkable little raven on Zuzi’s shoulder, he inexplicably shivered, almost blurting out a greeting too.
How odd, why did he find this bird so terrifying?
An indescribable reverence suddenly arose, that lingering feeling even making him afraid to meet the raven’s gaze.
But why was this happening? He couldn’t quite remember.
He couldn’t even remember how Miss Xi and Mr. Bo rushed back to the imperial city for the national ceremony, left speechless when interrogated by Chen Long and the others, was he experiencing early-onset dementia before he even started dating?
"Can I borrow your phone?"
"No problem, Miss Xi!"
"Xiao Chenger’s number... um, what’s this ’The Twelve Ancestors of Creation’?"
Zuzi had accidentally tapped into a WeChat group on the screen.
Wei Yang blushed: "Ahem, we twelve brothers, it’s, it’s just a joke name."
Zuzi: "Hmm, being an immortal ancestor isn’t a playful matter, you have to put in your heart and soul to protect the world."
Wei Yang stood tall: "Yes! Miss Xi! Wei Yang has learned!"
Zuzi smiled: "No need to be so serious, as long as idle immortals don’t cause trouble for the world, it’s fine too."
She opened Bao Gucheng’s profile and sent a message to assure him: "Xiao Chenger, it’s me. I made it back, and I can catch the exam. Thanks for helping me change the exam schedule."
Bao Gucheng sent an emoticon, a large dog pouncing on a small cat, animated with nibbling and kissing, making Zuzi giggle!
Wei Yang sneaked a glance over and cursed inwardly.
Mr. Bo had never sent him such emoticons.
And, he had never replied to his messages this fast before.
The historical message records, those conversations with intervals of an hour, two hours, or even a day or two, suddenly looked so heartbreaking aooo.
Zuzi typed another line: "Xiao Chenger, remember not to eat meals from other women."
Bao Gucheng sent another emoticon, a large dog in uniform standing at attention and saluting!
The smile on Zuzi’s lips grew deeper: "Xiao Chenger, why aren’t you speaking?"
The little raven whispered in her ear: "This is the wooden man’s phone, the young boy definitely doesn’t want your personal conversation left in the wooden man’s phone records."
Sure enough, the next second, Bao Gucheng called directly.
Who knows what he said, anyway, Zuzi’s smile never faded on this end, becoming charmingly cute like a little girl, the sweetness almost radiating miles around.
Wei Yang was dumbfounded watching from the side.
Mr. Bo is truly too much.
Being better at flying planes was one thing, but even in flirting, he left them tens of thousands of miles behind.
He couldn’t help but remember the question Yin Hu was asking in the Twelve Ancestors of Creation group—