Gu Zhixi was in a state of melancholy, completely lacking the spirit to deal with his teasing. She rebuked feebly, "Don’t talk nonsense... Where’s Xiaobao?"
"He’s been asleep for a while now; don’t you see what time it is?" Pei Yuanchen snorted lightly, "So, how did it go? Did your talk with him fall through?"
She shook her head, "I’m planning to go back to Country S, the sooner the better."
Pei Yuanchen didn’t seem surprised by the answer and raised an eyebrow, "The sooner the better... how about tomorrow?"
Gu Zhixi hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
"Alright, I’ll make the arrangements," Pei Yuanchen pondered for a second, "Godfather is still staying at the State Guesthouse, let’s just leave him there alone; he’s got plenty to keep him busy. I’ll send you and Xiaobao back first, and once you’re settled, I’ll follow."
"...Thank you," Gu Zhixi bit her lip.
Observing her , Pei Yuanchen shook his head in resignation, "Tell me, what exactly happened between you and He Jingyao that forces you to leave him?"
He had only a scattering of knowledge about the matters between this woman and He Jingyao, but as for the specific reasons, Gu Zhixi had never mentioned them.
"I can’t harm him," Zhixi whispered, then suddenly stood up, "I’m going to sleep."
Pei Yuanchen suddenly remembered something, "I think there’s no rush to go back. Wait until Xiaobao wakes up tomorrow and ask him; I reckon he won’t want to leave."
Only then did Gu Zhixi recall the encounter with Lu Qixi today, frowning with difficulty.
This... might indeed be a problem.
The next day, Zhixi woke up early and went to Xiaobao’s room.
The little guy was sleeping blissfully, with a sweet smile on his face, his dreams unknown.
Gu Zhixi couldn’t help but laugh, leaned down to kiss his cheek, and then took out her phone to find a soothing song from Lu Qixi’s album and played it.
Before long, the ethereal voice of the song roused the little one, who opened his eyes groggily, muttering, "Qixi..."
With a cry-laugh, Zhixi lifted him from the bed, "It’s Mommy."
The little guy rubbed his eyes and finally recognized her, hugging her neck with a giggle, "Mommy, you’re back! Uncle said you went out with Daddy last night. Oh, right, what did you and Daddy do?"
Gu Zhixi’s cheeks flushed slightly, "Nothing... come on, let’s go wash our face and brush our teeth."
"Did you have a baby sister for me?" The little guy didn’t give her a chance to escape, giggling, "You must have."
"...No!" Zhixi retorted, her face red.
After washing the child’s face and supervising his teeth-brushing, Zhixi carried him to the living room.
There was an open kitchen in the living room, where Pei Yuanchen was yawning and frying eggs. Seeing the two of them come out, he lazily waved, "Wait up, breakfast will be ready soon."
The little one’s face scrunched up, "Uncle’s breakfast..."
"Delicious!" Pei Yuanchen cut in shamelessly.
Laughing, Zhixi shook her head, placed Xiaobao in a chair, and went to the kitchen to shove Pei Yuanchen aside, "I’ll do it."
Over the years, if nothing else, her cooking had greatly improved.
She believed that from now on, no matter what dish she made, a certain someone would no longer think she was poisoning his stomach.
Unfortunately, would she still have the chance?
Zhixi took a deep breath, suppressing the sourness at the bottom of her heart and quickly prepared three sandwiches, bringing them to the table.