Gu Anxi parked her motorcycle, took off her helmet, and looked at Bo Xichen, arching her brows captivatingly.
He stood in front of the motorcycle, smiling. "Congratulations, kiddo."
The day he met her, she had also been in a race, even with a fractured hand bone.
Now, he had watched her finish a race, and she was even more impressive than he had imagined.
It wasn’t just him; the whole crowd was in an uproar—
"Miss No. 85 is so beautiful!"
"And those l-o-n-g legs!"
The dashing Miss No. 85 looked at Bo Xichen. "Do I get a reward?"
He smiled. "Are you sure, right now?"
Gu Anxi remained seated on her large motorcycle until Bo Xichen approached and leaned in...
The surroundings fell utterly silent!
The media went into a frenzy, snapping pictures. My god, Miss No. 85’s boyfriend was so handsome! Wait a minute... He looked familiar! Young Master Bo? The eldest son of the Bo family from Beicheng!
Around them, silence fell once more!
After a long moment, Bo Xichen finally let go of Gu Anxi. "Satisfied with this reward?"
Gu Anxi, holding her helmet, replied, "It’s alright." For origınal chapters go to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥
He smiled. "My little friend is showing some territorial awareness. That’s very good."
She muttered softly, "This is the first time I’ve been so competitive with someone."
"For me?" Bo Xichen’s smile deepened. "I’m honored."
Gu Anxi rubbed her eyes. "I’m a bit tired. Little Uncle, could you help me accept... the trophy later?"
The moment she said she was tired, Bo Xichen noticed something was off. He let her lean gently against his shoulder. "Sleep, Anxi. I’m here."
She murmured an "oh" and hooked her arms around his neck...
Just as Bo Xichen was about to pick her up, Gu Anxi opened her eyes. "How could I bear to sleep?"
Bo Xichen paused, then after a moment, he pinched her cheek. "You actually dared to trick me!"
Mother Bo, who was nearby, said, "Xichen, shouldn’t it be our turn now?"
Bo Xichen smiled. "Of course."
Mother Bo and Wang Keru took turns hugging her. Afterwards, her master hugged her, and even Father Bo hugged her. She was truly the family’s treasured darling.
At this point, Gu Mingzhu finished second.
Her gaze fell on Gu Anxi, watching her being surrounded and cherished by so many people.
Previously, all of this was hers.
For the first time, she tasted the bitterness of being neglected.
Tang Yuan and Gu Yuanshan still doted on their daughter, so they quickly came over.
Gu Yuanshan, after all, had weathered many storms and, unlike a woman, wouldn’t be overly concerned with gains and losses. "Mingzhu, victory and defeat are common in competitions. Don’t take it too much to heart."
Ms. Gu Ning coughed lightly. "That’s right. The most important thing is not to develop any psychological scars."
Gu Mingzhu’s lips trembled slightly, and she forced a smile. "Aunt, rest assured. With five wins and one loss, I won’t let it break me."
Gu Ning looked up at the sky. "Besides, isn’t there a saying that a true hero doesn’t harp on past glories?" And how did you win back then? How did Miss No. 85 wipe the floor with you today? Don’t you have any clue at all?
Gu Mingzhu, being a very proud young lady, walked over to Gu Anxi. "Next time, I will definitely defeat you."
"If you can afford the price, I can certainly lose to you!" Gu Anxi said nonchalantly, almost lazily.
This sentence shattered the composure of everyone present.
What did she mean... lose if you can afford the price?
Wang Keru, ever so honest, asked, "Anxi, are you planning to throw the match?"
Gu Anxi, linking arms with her as they walked, said in a voice neither loud nor soft, "Mom, think about it. Our family went bankrupt before. I need to earn money to buy back Bi Shui Yun Tian! How can I not work hard? I also need to use my little brain, right?"
Wang Keru was instantly brainwashed, moved beyond words. "Anxi, this is truly hard on you."
Bo Xichen touched his forehead and also chuckled lightly.
Mother Bo whispered, "Anxi really has a way with her mother."
Bo Xichen smiled and said, "Doesn’t she have a way with you too?"
Gu Anxi had a way with everyone, tailored and precise for each.
Mother Bo glanced at her son and sighed. "Xichen, wherever did you find such a treasure?"
At this moment, Gu Mingzhu said coldly, "Gu Anxi, by speaking so openly, aren’t you afraid of being disqualified by the Racing Committee?"
Gu Anxi turned her head and smiled. "I was just teasing my mom, and you believed it? Or are you really planning to pay me to lose? Let me tell you first, I’m very expensive. You probably can’t afford it."
Gu Mingzhu, being young after all, was furious.
Tang Yuan smiled. "Miss Gu, our Mingzhu was impetuous. Considering her youth and that you’ve won against her, please don’t hold it against her."
Her tone was gentle, yet it was a soft knife.
The scene fell silent. After all, aside from the Gu family trio, everyone else knew Gu Anxi’s origins.
Just as Bo Xichen was about to speak, Gu Anxi had already spoken up: "This is a conflict between us juniors. Surely, a senior like Mrs. Gu wouldn’t disregard her status to be partial, would she?"
Her words were sharp, not yielding an inch.
Bo Xichen then took a step back, not intending to interfere.
His little friend had enough firepower.
Gu Yuanshan frowned, sensing that this young girl was no pushover. So he said lightly, "Since Miss Gu has already won the race, what more do you want?"
This family of three, ganging up to bully one Anxi—Mother Bo was the first to object! Just as she was about to speak, Father Bo stopped her. Anxi’s background would be known sooner or later. It all depended on Anxi’s own attitude.
Gu Anxi smiled and lowered her eyes. "Mr. Gu, that’s a good question. What do I want?"
She looked up. "It should be whatever Mr. and Mrs. Gu want it to be, right? Fate, destiny... how ridiculous. Didn’t Mr. Gu divine for his precious daughter before going out today whether it would be auspicious or inauspicious? Or perhaps, whether she might encounter some heaven-sent calamity?"
She said it so directly, not giving Gu Yuanshan and Tang Yuan any face at all.
Why should she give them face? Is Gu Mingzhu a person, and she just a blade of grass?
As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Yuanshan’s and Tang Yuan’s expressions changed drastically. They stared in horror at the young girl before them—so upright, with superior looks and an even more coolly detached aura.
She... could she actually be the child they had abandoned?!
Gu Anxi looked at them and sneered, "Aren’t you going to run a bit further away? What if I bring you disaster! Oh, right, Gu Mingzhu lost today. I’m truly sorry about that!"
Gu Yuanshan’s gaze shifted from horror to confusion, and then a trace of longing appeared.
Before him was that child, grown up to look . Changqing had made a trip to Qingcheng and told him the child was gone, and he had believed it...
Compared to Gu Yuanshan’s indecision, Tang Yuan appeared much colder. She quietly watched Gu Anxi, showing no intention of acknowledging her.
If she acknowledged her, it would prove her own heartlessness. She was the gentle Mrs. Gu; how could she admit to abandoning her own child? Besides, she felt no affection for this child whatsoever.
Gu Anxi felt no affection for them either. She had spoken out not to seek reconciliation, but to make them stay far away from her, to stop them from constantly disgusting her because of Gu Mingzhu.
Tang Yuan smiled at Mother Bo. "It seems we won’t be able to have tea today. Let’s arrange another time in Beicheng."