Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!

Chapter 1037: Humans and Immortals, Different Paths, Same Destination; The Feeling of Holding Hands...

Imperial University.From the moment they walked off the award stage hand in hand, Bao Gucheng never let go of Zuzi’s hand.

Her soft, snow-white hand felt almost boneless, always making him worry that once released, he could never hold it again. Regardless of others’ curious and gossiping gazes, he confidently held her hand as they walked toward the audience seats.

The man walked with wide and fast strides, while Zuzi moved leisurely. Yet oddly, she could easily keep up with his pace, her long white dress trailing a faint white shadow behind her in an elegant manner.

Next, there were some games and welcome celebration programs prepared by the senior students. Zuzi wasn’t particularly interested, but Wu Qianman and Xi Rubao persistently urged her to watch with them.

She thought about it, remembering how she used to attend The Queen Mother of the West’s Flat Peach banquets, listening to young immortals gossip, and how after drinking, new female and male immortals would eagerly perform. It had become dull for her, but now watching these little human games seemed intriguing.

Just as she was about to sit down, she realized her hand was still tightly held by the young man...

Well, what filial piety! Actually, Ancestor can walk on her own without support.

In a good mood, she lightly hooked her finger in Bao Gucheng’s palm, softly reminding him, "Xiao Chenger, you came to Imperial University not to find someone, right?"

The phone call that interrupted them in the cinema was urgent. He specifically came with her first to resolve Wu Qianman and Xi Rubao’s score issue, delaying his own urgent matter. How could Ancestor feel at ease with that?

Bao Gucheng’s palm tingled, his Adam’s apple tightened, and he gazed into her watery, ink-black eyes, replying softly, "Then Miss Zuzi, watch the program for a while, I’ll be right back."

"Alright."

After the man left.

Xing Yue also had an urgent matter at home and left with the bodyguard, making room for Wu Qianman and Xi Rubao to sit on either side of Zuzi.

The games and programs on stage were lively and entertaining, making Wu Qianman and Xi Rubao burst into laughter from time to time: "Sister, look, look at that hahaha!"

"..."

Zuzi propped her chin up with one hand, her eyelids lazily watching these little humans’ amusing antics, seemingly no different from the antics of the new female and male immortals, lacking novelty.

Merely self-deprecation and foolishness to entertain others for a moment.

Indeed, people and immortals are inherently the same, reaching the same end through different paths...

Feeling a bit melancholic, she suddenly realized her other hand, felt emptily and unaccustomed?

She glanced at her soft little hand, seemingly unchanged as usual, and felt momentarily dazed.

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After Bao Gucheng left Zuzi, his face gradually darkened upon thinking about finding Bo Huanxi.

Previously, he never imagined the Bao Family would involve themselves in political struggles, using such underhanded tactics, forging the Old President’s signature to frame his brothers.

According to intelligence, Bo Huanxi was currently at Imperial University.

He briskly walked through the audience seats, catching sight of a few shadows tailing him, and sneered: Where did these flies come from, daring to stalk the lord?

He quickened his pace, weaving through the corridor, and within seconds shook off the spies sent by Nangong Mo.

In the men’s restroom, he caught Bo Huanxi.

At the moment, Bo Huanxi was engaged in unspeakable acts with a girl at the sink, and Bao Gucheng kicked the door open, nearly causing him to collapse in shock.

Bo Huanxi thought he was there to catch his scandal and report to the old man, hurriedly pushing the girl away and tidying his pants, "People have three urgent needs, and also seven emotions and six desires, Bao Gucheng, you have no reason to invade my privacy..."

Bao Gucheng glanced at him coldly, "The lord has no interest in your pathetic pants antics!"

What? He wasn’t there to secretly capture evidence of his fraternizing with a schoolgirl?

Bo Huanxi suspiciously sized him up and suddenly shivered, "Bao Gucheng, are you clenching your fist like that to... take advantage of no one being around to vent your anger on me?"

That steel fist, wasn’t it on the verge of beating him to death?

Bao Gucheng furrowed his brow.

Following Bo Huanxi’s terrified gaze, he realized he was still clenching his fist tightly, just as he had been holding Zuzi’s delicate hand earlier...

And hadn’t even noticed.