Gu Anxi and Uncle Bo returned to Si Garden, the moment the car stopped, a shadow dashed over.

This time, Gu Anxi was experienced, and she got out of the car as soon as it stopped: "Aunt Chen, why do you always appear in the middle of the night now?"

The visitor was indeed Chen Jinfeng, Shen Wanqing’s mother.

Seeing her get out of the car, Chen’s mother rubbed her hands and glanced over at Bo Xichen, then said: "Wanqing is back. Although she’s a little shaken, fortunately, she’s okay. I came over just to thank you."

Gu Anxi smiled slightly.

She knew about this. Chen Ming had been paying a lot of attention to it, and had been leading a team searching these past few days. In the end, they found her in an abandoned factory. The other party left her there, letting her fend for herself, dehydrated for two days when found.

By now, she must be alright, though probably she resents her. That’s why only Chen’s mother came to thank her. Gu Anxi didn’t want thanks, as she didn’t especially help Shen Wanqing; it was just a human life.

She appeared calm and collected, making Chen’s mother a bit uneasy. After a while, she carefully said: "I know you lack nothing, so I thought I’d make your favorite rice cake from childhood, as a token of my appreciation."

With that, she gingerly took out two insulated boxes, the rice cakes still fresh and hot inside.

Gu Anxi took them, her gaze fixating on them: "Really? I love them the most, haven’t had them in years."

Having said that, she couldn’t wait to open it, picked up a piece, tasted it, and then laughed: "A bit hot but really fragrant."

Chen’s mother smiled, though it was tinged with bitterness.

Miss Anxi still likes to eat, but Wanqing doesn’t enjoy it anymore, she even seems to disdain it. Her favorite is caviar, things like liver... just looking at it is unappetizing, but they say it’s classy, something she doesn’t understand.

Gu Anxi finished a piece, checked the time, and asked the family driver to take her back.

After the people left, she sighed lightly: "Uncle, see, she still prefers to stay at my house, shows Shen Wanqing doesn’t care about her anymore, looks pitiful."

Bo Xichen wrapped his arm around her shoulder and slowly walked toward the Orchid Room, the little fairy talking softly while eating: "Seeing her reminds me of my mother... really quite pitiful."

"You let her stay, didn’t you? At least she won’t have to struggle as much now." Uncle Bo pinched her cheek.

Gu Anxi responded, "Yes."

After a while, she added: "Still, Shen Wanqing feels despicable."

She sighed, generously saying: "Back then, she could have stayed with Qin Siyuan. Had she looked ahead, she’d be at the level of a socialite now, instead of having to work through relationships with wealthy people."

Uncle Bo stayed silent, while the little fairy needed resonance, looking up at him.

Uncle Bo smiled: "You’re not a bit sour? So generous?"

"Generous?" The little fairy grabbed another piece of cake, stuffed it in her mouth, talking unclearly with her cheeks puffed up. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

By now, they’d arrived at the Orchid Room. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding the insulated box.

Uncle Bo smiled and sat beside her, touching her head: "I’m talking about Qin Siyuan."

Ah... the little fairy, eating, looked at him, "Aren’t all those things in the past? Whoever he marries seems unrelated to me."

Hearing this, Uncle Bo looked down at his slender fingers, then lightly smiled: "I think you really liked that gift."

The little fairy was about to explode, stammering: "That’s because it’s well-made! I’ll give it to you, save me from your constant nagging, like some old man."

"Nagging, old man?" Uncle Bo leaned in dangerously, his voice raspy: "Should I prove it to you?"

The little fairy began stammering again, adopting a baby-like stance, dispelling certain indecent thoughts, but she hadn’t considered further encouraging someone...

After a shower, she collapsed on the sofa, rubbing her belly with satisfaction: "So full."

"Eat less, you ended up hospitalized last time for overeating, forgot so soon?" Uncle Bo emerged from the bathroom, tapping her head lightly. She yelped, obediently kneeling behind him: "Uncle, let me blow-dry your hair."

He smiled, enjoying the attention from his little wife.

The little fairy busily attended to things, the atmosphere warm. After a moment, she softly asked: "About Huaer Laboratory, Uncle, what’s your take?"

"Hmm?" Bo Xichen smiled: "What do you think?"

Gu Anxi’s hands paused briefly, then resumed service: "I think that old turtle wants to consume the project himself. Doesn’t he have a team under him? Likely Lin Yuan will be in charge."

(Updates at six o’clock~)