Chapter 780: 780: Teacher Mo Calls

Gu Xiyue’s lips twitched slightly, a trace of amusement coloring her gaze, but she didn’t expose Gu Zhiqi. Taking a book, she walked over and sat down beside her, then looked at Gu Zhiqi, “Do you mind if I sit here and read?”

Gu Zhiqi shook her head, “It’s your turf; do as you like.”

“Just don’t want to disturb you.”

Gu Zhiqi replied, “That won’t happen.”

Hearing this, Gu Xiyue’s lips curved into a slight smile, setting the book on the stone table, and looked at the paper book that Gu Zhiqi had placed there, a flicker of confusion crossing her eyes.

If she remembered correctly, when Gu Zhiqi moved into the courtyard, she seemed not to have brought anything with her. Where did this book come from?

Though she felt curious, she didn’t ask. Instead, she opened the book she had placed on the table and began to read intently.

She had read less than half a page when her phone in her pocket rang.

Taking out her phone and glancing at the caller ID, Gu Xiyue’s eyes showed a trace of surprise. Why was she getting a call all of a sudden?

“Is something the matter?”

“There’s something I’d like to ask you,” came the timely response from the other end as soon as Gu Xiyue posed her question.

Recognizing the voice, which rang a bit familiar, Gu Zhiqi, who was engrossed in reading, suddenly lifted her gaze to Gu Xiyue’s phone.

Gu Xiyue asked, “What’s up?”

“That, your foster mother in the countryside… what’s her name, Zhang something Li, I heard she died?” The caller was Mo Zeming.

Gu Xiyue heard this and slightly arched an eyebrow, casting a look at Gu Zhiqi.

The voice from Gu Xiyue’s phone was quite loud, and Gu Zhiqi heard it very clearly. Seeing Gu Xiyue looking at her, Gu Zhiqi looked back at Gu Xiyue, her deep and hazy eyes tinged with a hint of innocence.

Meeting Gu Zhiqi’s beautiful eyes, Gu Xiyue was momentarily startled and found herself distracted.

“Xiao Yue student? Xiao Yue student? Are you listening to me?” Mo Zeming’s voice came through the phone.

Gu Xiyue came back to her senses, shifted her gaze away from Gu Zhiqi without making further eye contact, and hummed softly in acknowledgment, “Mm.”

With her eyes lowered slightly, a faint haze of bewilderment colored her eyes.

For some reason, the more she interacted with Gu Zhiqi, the more familiar the latter seemed, as if they had met long ago.

“Mm? What does that mean? Is your foster mother really dead?” Mo Zeming was confused by Gu Xiyue’s single hum and pressed on with the question.

“She’s dead,” Gu Xiyue responded coldly. After saying this, she added, “I’m currently selecting a burial plot for her as well.”

Mo Zeming: “…”

For some reason, after hearing Gu Xiyue’s answer, Mo Zeming became even more skeptical.

“Did you call just to ask about this?” Seeing that Mo Zeming didn’t say anything more, Gu Xiyue asked again.

“There’s something, definitely something,” worried that Gu Xiyue might suddenly hang up, Mo Zeming hastily repeated twice that something was the matter.

Mo Zeming harbored doubts about Gu Zhiqi’s words, and as he happened to have something to discuss with Gu Xiyue, and considering Gu Zhiqi’s biological mother was Gu Xiyue’s former foster mother, he casually inquired about it.

The main reason for calling Gu Xiyue was actually for another matter.

Gu Xiyue said, “Speak.”

“The physics competition school trials are closing for registration today; how come you haven’t signed up yet? Shall I sign you up directly?” Mo Zeming had called Gu Xiyue personally upon realizing that the registration deadline was near and had yet to see Gu Xiyue’s application.

It’s not that he liked to meddle, but as the leader of the physics group at Middle High School, he was in charge of the physics competition, and he also happened to know Gu Xiyue.

Other classes had already submitted their competition registration forms, but class 29 had no applicants.

No one from class 29 had registered in previous years, but this year was different; this year, class 29 had Gu Xiyue, the academic prodigy.