Lin Hua made a call, but King Jingyao’s phone was turned off.
She then rembered that if he went to Italy, he’d land at night. However, she didn’t know why he was going to Italy.
Thinking it over, Lin Hua dialed another number to Wang Jingchuan, inquiring about it.
Wang Jingchuan was well aware that not a single word of this matter could be revealed, so he gave a slight smile: "It’s quite an important matter, and a last-minute decision. He should be back the day after tomorrow."
Lin Hua asked a few more questions, and Wang Jingchuan deliberately said: "Madam is still very concerned about Mr. Wang. Don’t worry, Chen Ming went with him too, safety won’t be an issue."
Lin Hua nodded and said nothing more.
After lunch, she was idle at ho and thought of going to see Anxi.
The car was driven by Yuan Sheng. Yuan Sheng had sent King Jingyao to the airport. He didn’t know the specifics, but he did see Professor Bo accompanying him. However, being King Jingyao’s man, he was tight-lipped and didn’t let out a word.
Lin Hua couldn’t get anything out of him either, so she took her things and went to see Gu Anxi.
As she opened the door, she saw Gu Anxi playing chess with the old man Bo. Seeing Lin Hua coming, Gu Anxi was quite happy and imdiately ignored the old man, who wasn’t pleased about it.
Lin Hua put her things down: "Feeling better? Last night Jingyao ca back but didn’t say much."
Gu Anxi had heard King Jingyao pour his heart out yesterday, and seeing Lin Hua’s expression, she probably didn’t know the truth. Gu Anxi sighed inwardly—it’s better not to know.
Being aware, she chatted without missing a word, not ntioning Bo’s little uncle at all.
However, the old man Bo, not knowing the ins and outs, blurted out, "Xichen went with King Jingyao to Italy this morning, didn’t you know, Xiao Lin?"
Lin Hua was a bit stunned, her gaze falling on Gu Anxi’s face, puzzled: "Xichen went too?"
Gu Anxi’s heart sank, giving the old man a fierce glare—really only knowing how to play, more harm than good.
Nonetheless, credit to Gu Anxi, her little mind spun quickly.
She smiled and said: "Well, yes, this is indeed true. An important person in Italy is sick, and as they are a close friend of Mr. Wang’s, they called his uncle to co take a look and perform surgery if needed. It was probably too urgent, so there wasn’t ti to inform you. I just heard this morning when his uncle ntioned it briefly and then left."
She lied without blushing or beating heart, and Lin Hua nodded, feeling convinced: "So that’s how it is."
The old man Bo chid in again, "But why didn’t Xichen tell ?"
Gu Anxi took a piece of fruit and bit into it, asking back as she chewed, "Are you Bo Xichen’s little baby?"
The old man Bo’s expression turned quite indescribable.
Gu Anxi made a face at him and then said so ambiguous things that successfully fooled Lin Hua. Only after seeing her off did she breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn’t forget her duties. She imdiately called Wang Jingchuan to relay what happened, asking him to find a way to reach her old brother and align their stories.
After handling things, she comfortably leaned against the bedhead and began munching on fruit, savoring its deliciousness.
Beside her, the old man Bo couldn’t help but comnt, "You little girl, you’re full of clever tricks. The Lin family’s girl is more than ten years older than you, yet you managed to fool her completely."
Gu Anxi glanced at him: "It’s a well-intentioned lie, isn’t it?"
She quietly added: "She’s already married my old brother, can she remarry?"
She got off the bed, went over to ease the old man’s shoulders, coaxing him: "Grandpa, you must take care of won, think about it, can she and Feng Sheng really go back together? Even if they force it, one will suffer greatly, and the other will be distressed, so what’s the point?"
Thinking about it, the old man Bo felt she was right. The little juiceball, seeing it was enough, sternly said: "So we’ve agreed, if you let this slip again, I’ll tell Bo’s mom about you and Cui Hua in the kitchen. You’ll be so ashad then."
The old man Bo’s face turned completely red, and after a while, he hesitantly said, "There’s absolutely nothing like that, I go to the kitchen because her cakes are delicious."
Gu Anxi smiled sweetly.
The old man Bo inwardly cursed: There’s truly nothing this little rascal can’t figure out!
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