Chu Yan sighed to her brother, "Look at them, they’re so into each other. Brother, I guess you don’t stand a chance anymore."
Chu Ci chuckled, "When did I ever say that I liked Gu Anxi?"
"So who do you like then?" Chu Yan asked eagerly, her arm wrapped around his.
Chu Ci’s gaze landed on her small face, and after a long moment, he quietly said, "Dummy."
Chu Yan frowned. "I have an IQ of over 200, you know."
Chu Ci didn’t respond and seemed annoyed.
No amount of Chu Yan’s whining, pouting, or charming tactics swayed Chu Ci. It only drew the attention of the Chu parents, who said, "Chu Yan, remember that your brother is a public figure."
With that, Chu Yan let go and sat upright properly.
Chu Ci glanced at her and muttered "dummy" under his breath again. Like a playful puppy, Chu Yan scooted closer to him...
Mother Chu looked at them with concern, while Father Chu reassured her, "Let it go. After all these years, can’t you move on? Chu Ci has."
These few words concealed the Chu family’s little-known secrets.
Chu Yan and Chu Ci were not actual siblings. For Chu Yan’s sake, Chu Ci had given up his right to inherit the status of Family Head when he was eighteen... Chu Yan was oblivious to this.
This silly girl, all she does is try to push me towards Gu Anxi... Who even is Gu Anxi to me? This silly girl!
By this time, most of the guests had arrived. Gu Changqing and Mr. He were the last to make an appearance. The two of them had developed a surprisingly good rapport since their meeting in Qingcheng.
Mr. He, a man of extraordinary status, walked to the front row and, to some surprise, sat next to a young girl. This young girl was Gu Anxi. Onlookers presumed this was out of deference to the Bo Family.
Gu Changqing, however, was being a bit of a showman. He deliberately leaned down slightly towards Gu Anxi. "Do you like the birthday present?"
Gu Anxi glanced up at him and replied apathetically, "It’s alright, I guess."
At that, Gu Changqing’s eyes crinkled as he chuckled and shook his head. "Still the same rotten temper."
Mr. He muttered from the side, "Bo Xichen has her tamed like a little kitten. If you don’t believe me, ask her yourself."
Gu Changqing feigned surprise. "Is that so? Why, I’d be heartbroken then."
Mr. He was laughing with unrestrained glee. Gu Anxi gritted her teeth. Bo Xichen gently put an arm around her shoulder and said with a warm smile, "Mr. He, please stop teasing her. Otherwise, she’ll get too restless to sit still in a moment."
Mr. He nodded. "Indeed, only you can manage her. Xichen, you certainly are capable!"
Gu Changqing also chuckled, his gaze on Gu Anxi filled with doting affection. "If there’s anything you like later, I’ll buy it for you."
Gu Anxi recalled the Qin family’s grand boasts and gave a cold sneer.
Aren’t they supposed to be incredibly wealthy?
Didn’t they claim they were going to acquire Luo Lin’s painting?
Well then, time to make them bleed for it!
So, she leaned over and whispered something to Gu Changqing. His expression turned to surprise. "Are you sure about this?"
Gu Changqing chuckled. "You little rascal!"
Meanwhile, Mr. He was muttering from the side again, "Such blatant flirting! Xichen, aren’t you jealous?"
Bo Xichen lowered his head slightly. "Gu Anxi, are you flirting with someone else?"
Gu Anxi immediately denied it. "No, I’m not!"
Mr. He declared with a triumphant expression, "See? I told you! She’s only as meek as a kitten in front of Xichen. Xichen, tell us, what’s your secret to taming her?"
Bo Xichen gently stroked Gu Anxi’s small head, a light chuckle escaping him. "I always use rewards. Little ones are always susceptible to that. Isn’t that right, Gu Anxi?" Content orıginally comes from 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Damn it! Don’t I have any dignity?!
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