Hua Xiaomo quickly put on a white shirt and jeans. She took a glance in the mirror and felt pretty good about her look. Then, she ran next door to check on her mother, who still hadn’t woken up.
When Hua Xiaomo went to open the door, besides the two caregivers, there was another man dressed in a suit and leather shoes.
She recognized him. Wasn’t this Qi Longbing’s lackey, what’s-his-name, Yu Bao?
When Yu Bao saw Hua Xiaomo, he was slightly stunned, but his eyes lit up. She seemed much more spirited .
The two black studs on her earlobes were quite unique, glittering with a captivating, dark gleam. Her pretty face, with its striking features, exuded an irresistible coolness and playfulness, creating a delightful impression.
"Miss Hua, are you ready? If you are, please get in the car," Yu Bao said, looking at her.
"I still need to have breakfast," Hua Xiaomo replied. She then let the two caregivers in and ignored Yu Bao. She quickly noticed the breakfast already prepared on the table, along with the note left by Xiao You.
Hua Xiaomo smiled softly to herself and then began to eat her breakfast unhurriedly.
After finishing breakfast, Hua Xiaomo picked up a bag and a drawing board, left the house, and got into Yu Bao’s Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit.
"I need to go back to the academy for a bit. I’ll head over there in the evening," Hua Xiaomo declared before he could speak. She casually brushed wisps of hair from her forehead, her gaze carrying a hint of stylish weariness.
She seemed to have shed her skin entirely; the timidity of the young girl she once was had vanished without a trace. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Sure, no problem. President Qi has already instructed that Miss Hua is free during the day and can go wherever she likes," Yu Bao said. He then pulled a gleaming Gold Card from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Here’s a card President Qi asked me to give you. Miss Hua, if you like anything, feel free to swipe it."
Hua Xiaomo glanced at the card and smiled coldly. She took it with one hand, looked at it again, then carelessly tossed it into the glove compartment. "Okay, I’ve taken it," she said indifferently. "You can go back and report now."
Yu Bao’s face darkened slightly as he watched her toss the card away so casually. "Hua Xiaomo, isn’t it good to have money to spend? Doing this will also make President Qi sad."
Hua Xiaomo leaned back in the seat, her hands pillowing her head, and said indifferently, "Drive. I need to hurry to the academy."
Yu Baozi said nothing more. He quickly started the engine and drove off.
「Florence Academy of Fine Arts.」
Once Hua Xiaomo got out of the car, she dismissed Yu Bao and walked towards the academy with her drawing board and backpack.
There were more and more new faces in the academy, and that familiar feeling was gradually fading.
Hua Xiaomo walked listlessly along the tree-lined path. As a senior, she didn’t have many classes left. Many of her classmates had already made plans for their futures, either studying abroad or finding internships at companies.
In short, everyone had their own path to follow, so they spent very little time at the academy. Consequently, it was hard for Hua Xiaomo to run into anyone she knew, even after walking around campus for a good while.
Thinking about her own future, she felt a profound sense of uncertainty. She had saved up a substantial amount of money to study abroad, but now it was all gone, with nothing left.
Even her aspirations had become dim and lackluster. She really didn’t know what path to take.
Her mother’s health had always been poor. She just hoped that once this was all over, her mother’s condition would improve, even if just a little.