Zuzi’s red lips curved slightly: "Mm-hmm. Xiao Chenger, you’ve worked hard. When Xiao Bei gives out rewards, I’ll share half with you."
Bao Gucheng said in a deep voice: "It’s no trouble. I’ll be there soon."
He told the driver stuck on the Ring Road: "Take the old man ho."
Saying this, he pushed open the car door and got out.
Mr. Bo in the back seat yelled: "I’m not going ho, you promised to drive to Old Man Gu’s to offer birthday wishes. You don’t keep your word, you brat!"
Bao Gucheng: "The college entrance exam results co out tonight, and the Gu Family is very busy. Don’t be unreasonable and disturb them."
Mr. Bo was taken aback: "Is that so? Ha, it’s college entrance exam ti again?"
Bao Gucheng looked serious: "Yes. Their kid didn’t do well. Anyone who doesn’t know might think you’re going to gloat."
"So, earlier when you were on the phone with the examination office, you were helping their family check the results?"
"Yes."
"Oh my, how badly did their kid do?"
"Extrely poorly."
"Well, forget it then. You’re right, we shouldn’t rub salt in their wounds. Poor Lao Gu."
Hearing this, Mr. Bo gave up on the idea of offering birthday wishes, turned around, and went back to the Bao Mansion.
When the car reached ho, he suddenly realized sothing was off: "That brat Bao Gucheng didn’t want to disturb the Gu Family, so where did he go himself? Wait a minute, isn’t the Gu Family’s granddaughter from the countryside the one with bad grades, but don’t they have more than one kid in their senior year? Are they all doing that poorly? And isn’t Old Man Gu always boasting about his granddaughter or grandson being the top of the city? Hey, you brat, get back here...!"
Bao Gucheng had long since gotten off and was walking down from the blocked Ring Road overpass.
His long legs moved steadily and powerfully through the traffic.
At first, he took big strides, then he broke into a swift run, his figure sweeping through the snail-paced traffic like the wind.
Gu Mansion.
"Sir, Mr. Bo is here to visit," the butler reported.
Mr. Gu: "Oh dear, this old man ca without saying a word, and the food is all cold..."
"Sir, it’s not Mr. Bo, it’s... Young Master Bo."
"Oh, Gucheng, quick, quick, quick, let him co in!" His attitude turned a complete 180 degrees, showing great enthusiasm for his disciple.
"Dad, I’ll go greet Mr. Bo," Gu Shiyin volunteered.
Hearing this, Zuzi slightly lifted her eyes and plucked a feather from a little crow.
Other distinguished guests in the hall also beca tense.
Each secretly pondered:
"Bao Gucheng is not the sociable type, why is he here to join the fun?"
"He must have heard that Miss Xi is a rare talent and ca to poach her from us!"
"No way, there are already too many competing for Miss Xi tonight, we can’t have another one."
"Too many monks for too little porridge, cough cough, not enough porridge for too many monks. We need to figure out a way to send this domineering King Yan packing..."
Just as everyone was quietly plotting against Bao Gucheng.
The door to the hallway opened, and the man with powerful long legs had already stepped inside.
The cool dew of the sumr night gathered at his forehead, and his resolute face softened a bit the mont his gaze t Zuzi’s: "I’m late."
Mr. Gu stood up to greet him: "Not at all, not at all, co, Gucheng, co sit by ... Hey? Didn’t Shiyin go out to et you? Where is she?"
Outside the villa.
Gu Shiyin was also bewildered: "Wasn’t Mr. Bo supposed to be coming? Where is he?"
It’s just a simple corridor leading to the entrance, could they have brushed past each other and missed?
A black and gold feather leisurely floated behind her...
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