Campus Ace Girl

Chapter 1226: Chapter 1226: Long-Lost Friends

Bo Xichen picked up the child and casually asked, "Where’s Mommy?"

"Mommy went to the hospital." Bo An An, with her chubby little hand on her dad’s shoulder, softly said, "Mommy told Daddy not to miss her too much."

Bo Xichen laughed.

Madam Bo, who was also at the dining table, glanced at Bo Nianyao and covered her mouth with a laugh, "Look at your son, he knows how to coax his wife, you should learn from him."

Bo Nianyao then laughed and said, "Is there any discomfort over these years for Madam? Just let Nian Yao know."

Madam Bo gave him a sideways look: He doesn’t even avoid saying such things in front of the children, not behaving more appropriately at his age.

Bo Xichen also heard it, but he didn’t mind, just smiled slightly, "After breakfast, Daddy will take you to school."

Bo An An clapped her hands in delight, sitting on her dad’s lap watching him eat, occasionally feeding him a small piece of bread, warming Bo Xichen’s heart...

Bo Xin, like a small adult, read a book he liked during this time, and when Dad picked up his sister, he put down the book, said goodbye to his grandparents, and obediently followed his dad to the car.

The two children sat in the back seat, and after Bo Xin fastened his own seatbelt, he also helped his sister with hers, obediently sitting in the back seat.

Bo Xichen turned his head, "Then we’ll set off! You’ve got your little backpacks, right?"

Bo Xin said loudly, "We’ve got them, I even checked my sister’s."

Bo Xichen was quite satisfied, Bo Xin knew from a young age how to take care of his sister, which was very good. He started the car and headed toward Bo Xin and Bo An An’s kindergarten.

The two little ones attended the same kindergarten, but they weren’t in the same class. It was naturally an excellent school, located in a rather quiet area of Beicheng, where the children were either rich or noble, and most of the teachers also came from very good backgrounds.

When the car arrived at the entrance, Bo Xichen got out, opened the back door, and lifted the two little ones out, especially Bo An An who was still in his arms. Holding hands with Bo Xin, they walked to the school gate. Coincidentally, at this moment Lin Hua happened to be dropping off Wang Yue and they met.

Little Wang Yue was delicate, obediently calling out Uncle Xichen. Then his eyes were fixed on Bo An An.

An An’s little dress looks really pretty today!

Bo Xichen smiled slightly, patting his little head, "Good boy."

At this time, Bo An An also called out to Lin Hua, her soft voice made Lin Hua long for such a little girl. And Bo Xin too, obedient and very bright, seemed to have a better temperament than Wang Yue.

Lin Hua hugged Bo An An, putting her down, and said to her son, "Can you take An An to the classroom?"

Little Wang Yue was so excited, his little face turned red, "Okay."

He then happily led Bo An An in, albeit a bit shy.

Bo Xichen’s heart stirred, watching quietly.

Lin Hua smiled, "Xichen, what’s the matter?"

What Bo Xichen had in mind was the fate of Bo Xin in connection with Wang Yue and An An, but upon Lin Hua’s question, he came back to the present, "Nothing, just thinking the kids are quite happy together."

Lin Hua, knowing her son’s thoughts, didn’t think too much of it since the children were still young, and they might not think the same in the future, so she didn’t say more. She chatted with Bo Xichen for a while, then left to handle some matters.

With a rare day off, Bo Xichen went to meet an old friend for a game, taking the opportunity to discuss some business.

On this side, Lin Hua, with her mind quite occupied, got into the car and suddenly thought of the Gu family’s matters.

Gu Yuanshan’s passing was too sudden. That night, when Jingyao found out, he was stunned for a long time, and he specifically sent Wang Jingchuan to the Gu family to inquire if Gu Yuanshan had said anything before passing, but no information was gathered, only that Xichen and An Xi had suddenly visited that day.

Earlier, she had wanted to ask, but when the words reached her lips, it seemed inappropriate so she let it go... Lin Hua let out a long breath, put aside the thoughts, and drove to a theater in Beicheng —

In a few days, she would be holding a concert there, the sponsorship had been arranged, leaving just practice.

As the car drove over, the venue’s person in charge quickly greeted her, "Ms. Lin, I’ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival."

Lin Hua knew he was doing so out of respect for King Jingyao, so she chatted with a smile, "No need to be so formal."

The person guided her inside, explaining the venue as they walked, and eventually couldn’t help getting excited, "Having you choose us among several theaters truly is a great honor... I wonder if Mr. Wang will be attending to appreciate your performance."

Lin Hua lightly smiled, "Mr. Wang hasn’t confirmed his schedule yet. Besides, Mr. Zhou and I are merely collaborating, really, there’s no need for this; otherwise, I’d feel the pressure."

"Pardon my forwardness." The person was polite, then laughed, "I won’t disturb your practice anymore."

Lin Hua gave a light smile, "Alright."

Before leaving, that person had tea and snacks brought over and personally checked around before finally departing.

Lin Hua looked around, she was quite satisfied with the venue, which was arranged very much to her liking. She sat down, arranged the cello next to her, and then began playing a piece.

The cello, being a mid-low range instrument, usually produced solemn tones. She didn’t find it dull, playing seven or eight pieces in succession. After the sound faded, she paused for a moment... Realizing that something was lacking in her music.

Perhaps, it’s because it had been too long since she practiced.

Lin Hua quietly got lost in thought, then lowered her head and continued practicing...

Today, she was wearing an off-white woolen dress, the V-neck and long hair accentuated her fair and beautiful neck, especially when she lowered her head immersed in music, it was quite graceful.

A slender figure stood behind the curtains, quietly watching her, listening to the mournful music she played. That person wore a meticulously tailored coffee-colored three-piece wool suit, had a gentlemanly face, and wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking very much like an elite man.

He didn’t make a sound, and Lin Hua didn’t notice him either. Nearing noon, she went to have a tea break with someone and returned to continue practicing, while the man stayed there watching her quietly, as if never getting tired...

After practicing all day, Lin Hua’s hands and shoulders were a bit sore. She checked the time, realizing it was just about time to pick up her son. Unless absolutely necessary, she preferred to pick him up herself. During Wang Yue’s growth, his father might have been less involved; she didn’t want even his mother to be absent.

After tidying up, she bid farewell to the venue staff before leaving. Due to her unique status, the venue had been kept clear of others during these days.

Lin Hua exited the theater and was about to open the car door and get in when a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Ma’am, you’ve lost something."

"Are you calling me?" Lin Hua turned her body slightly, meeting the man’s gaze.

Then she was stunned.

The man had an appearance that was quite refined and good-looking. His attire, demeanor, and physique indicated he had a very respectable job and background. She hadn’t seen this person before, yet felt somewhat familiar.

She didn’t move, continuing to gaze at the man.

The man walked over and placed the mobile phone he held into her hand: "Is this yours? You left it inside."

Lin Hua looked down and saw it was indeed her mobile phone. She frowned: "How did you get inside? It should’ve been cleared out."

The man smiled: "I’m the new manager here, or rather, I bought this theater."

The strange feeling Lin Hua had grew deeper, but as King Jingyao’s wife, she naturally wouldn’t say much to a stranger. She simply whispered a thank you, grabbed her phone, and prepared to get in the car.

The man said in a calm voice behind her: "My surname is He, He Qi."

Lin Hua held the car door, thinking to herself: What a strange name.

She then got into the car, gave the man a slight smile, and drove off.

The car left, and the man remained standing there... It was a long time before he took out a cigarette, placed it between his lips, lit it, and began smoking slowly.

A man surnamed Zhou came over, "Mr. He, why did you come? You didn’t notify us."

He Qi exhaled a smoke ring, speaking very softly: "Why would I need to report to you?"

The man surnamed Zhou looked troubled and forced a smile: "I didn’t mean it like that... The main thing is, you might not know this: Mrs. Lin, who booked the theater recently, is Mr. Wang’s wife. That’s quite something! She’s always had the place cleared out, not letting anyone else in. I was afraid you wouldn’t know her, and if by chance..."

He smiled mysteriously: "After all, Mrs. Lin is very pretty. Even though she’s been married for several years and isn’t very young, she still looks fresh. Hey, Mr. Wang keeps her in a greenhouse, making her appear more delicate than ordinary people."

He Qi continued smoking, squinting at him: "Is that so?"

The man surnamed Zhou touched his nose: "That’s right. I’ve heard she’s quite a character. If an ordinary person married Mr. Wang, they’d be spoiled and wouldn’t do anything. But she insists on pursuing her artistic dreams instead for attention. I’m guessing Mr. Wang surely isn’t happy about it, but he indulges her. Mr. He, isn’t that what you call deep love?"

He Qi bowed his head, smoking, his voice echoing faintly as he repeated: "Deep love... it certainly is deep love."

The man surnamed Zhou detected a bit of indifference in his tone and quickly added: "Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang have a very good relationship; it’s absolutely not how you imagine it."

He lowered his voice and, in a confidential tone, said: "You don’t know, Mr. Wang has never indulged in lustful affairs since getting married. Although Mrs. Wang doesn’t control him much, he manages to refrain well. Isn’t it true that Mrs. Wang must have something special to keep both his heart and body tied to her?"

After these private words, he wasn’t satisfied, letting out a few meaningful chuckles to match the atmosphere.

He Qi frowned: "Is it really that good?"

"Exactly." The man surnamed Zhou said proudly: "This is top-secret news. I heard it during a social event, guaranteed authentic."

He Qi glanced at him and tossed a remark: "You’re fired. Also guaranteed authentic."

With that, he threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it underfoot, and got into his car.

The man surnamed Zhou didn’t immediately grasp it and hurried after him as he realized: "Mr. He, you can’t... I didn’t make any fundamental mistakes! I’ve worked here for over ten years. No achievements maybe, but still hard work!"

He wailed and lamented, but He Qi ignored him, simply beckoning with his finger, "Add three months’ salary extra; you’re fired because you can’t read expressions properly, lacking ability."

With that, he drove off, leaving the man surnamed Zhou hopping madly, cursing and swearing: "Big deal, having money! Haha, acting spoiled, who do you think you are? It’s just a job! I think you’re just jealous of Mr. Wang, acting out of lust, pretending to be a big bully wolf, can’t you see your own cheapness."

He cursed for a long time, not venting his anger, but he knew he couldn’t stay any longer.

He Qi just purchased this theater a week ago, paying a thirty percent premium, which didn’t include acquiring them. His contract was still with the former owner, meaning He Qi could employ him or boot him. He really had no recourse.

The man surnamed Zhou swore, then scratched his head at the spot, pondering: "What did I say wrong?"

...

Lin Hua was driving, thinking about taking Xiao Yue to the old lady later. The old lady insists on seeing Xiao Yue weekly. No matter how busy she is, she has to ensure it happens. Yet, Lin Hua also knew that seeing the old lady would inevitably lead to dissatisfaction.

With worries on her mind, Lin Hua didn’t get out of the car upon arriving at the kindergarten. She sat inside, suddenly feeling an urge to smoke, but she didn’t smoke herself—she had only burned two cigarettes from Jingyao, and when he found out, he taught her a lesson ruthlessly.

He didn’t like women smoking, no matter how attractive the posture was.

Lin Hua exhaled a long breath, leaning back against the seat, recalling the man she encountered at the theater today.

She always felt as if she had seen him somewhere but couldn’t quite place it.

At this moment, it was still early. She took her phone to check messages but went blank as she held it.

The phone hadn’t been locked with a password.

But she always locked it after use; it’s her habit, and the password is her birthday.

Her fingers tightened around the phone as she fixed her gaze on the wallpaper.

The only people who had touched her mobile phone besides her were that Mr. He... Jingyao usually never checked her phone. He always said it didn’t have to be that way between married couples.

Lin Hua frowned, slowly gathering her thoughts, checked her phone carefully but found nothing unusual. Mainly, she didn’t store many photos; her phone is genuinely just a communication tool.

Just then, the phone lit up, followed by a notification from WeChat...

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