The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 100 The Flattery is Loud and Clear

Chapter 100: Chapter 100 The Flattery is Loud and Clear

Fei’er was followed by Hu Jiaojiao, who upon seeing Gu Qili, beamed with a smile as though meeting an old friend, and waved saying: "Qiqi, you’re also eating here? What a coincidence."

Gu Qili mimicked Mu Shuoqian’s demeanor, looking down coldly, and silently continued eating. After spending a lot of time with him, she had gradually picked up some of his bad temperaments—she could put on a cold face in an instant with no tolerance for nonsense.

With someone like Hu Jiaojiao, she would never show a friendly face.

Hu Jiaojiao wanted to sit next to Gu Qili, who immediately placed her backpack on the chair beside her, clearly indicating she did not want Jiaojiao to sit there. Hu Jiaojiao stood awkwardly with her food tray, undecided on whether to sit or stand.

Fei’er had already boldly taken a seat next to Mu Shuoqian, putting her tray on the dining table. She glanced and noticed that the lunchbox Mu Shuoqian was using to eat from was pink with two bears printed on it.

Gu Qili’s lunchbox was also pink, one big and one small, looking like a mother-child lunchbox set.

Fei’er was a bit horrified, never expecting Mu Shuoqian to use such a feminine cartoon lunchbox for eating, which felt oddly mismatched.

Fei’er could more or less guess what their relationship was, but she believed Hu Jiaojiao’s words that he was just Gu Qili’s new ’client’, favored for now, and naturally did not take Gu Qili seriously, virtually ignoring her.

"Young Master Qian, I am Fei’er, my father is Deng Liren. He often mentions you in front of me. I have long admired you, just distressed by not having the opportunity to meet you in person. I never thought I’d see you here in a small cafeteria. This is truly an honor too great for my humble self."

Gu Qili almost spat out her food, such an over-the-top flattery, doesn’t it hurt her hand?

She sneaked a glance at Mu Shuoqian’s reaction; he had previously inquired about her, and now she was right before his eyes.

It must be said, Fei’er in person looked even prettier than on TV, her black figure-hugging dress accentuating her exquisite figure even more, with a charm befitting a star in her looks and expressions.

Unfortunately, her luck has been bad recently. Not to mention ads being taken down, but several big scripts she had previously signed were also terminated, even at the cost of paying penalties.

A while ago, she tried to get into Mu Shuoqian’s car in front of the main building, but was driven away by security guards. Photos and videos taken by onlookers were spread online, drastically dropping her public image, and now she has no job offers and can only spend her days at school.

Mu Shuoqian finished his last spoon of soup, fixing his gaze on Gu Qili, whose eyes were darting around, wondering what she was thinking. As for Fei’er, who had just spouted flatteries by his side, he seemingly paid her no attention, his whole demeanor emitting a proud chill.

Fei’er rambled on her own, completely unacknowledged, so she continued to search for topics.

This time, her eyes caught on Mu Shuoqian’s suit jacket. She immediately exclaimed with surprise: "Young Master Qian, is this suit custom-made? The craftsmanship and style are truly unique, fitting only someone of your stature..."

While saying this, she even lifted her delicate hand to touch Mu Shuoqian’s sleeve, admiring it intently.

To her surprise, Mu Shuoqian instantly withdrew his arm as if electrocuted, simultaneously casting a sharp, icy look. His sculpted features quickly frosted over, chilling the air around him too.

His sudden change of expression startled Gu Qili as well; his usual demeanor was severe, with an untouchable aloof air, but this cold stare was particularly unnerving now.

Frightened, Fei’er quickly withdrew her hand, looking at him with a tremble of fear.

With just one glance, Mu Shuoqian averted his eyes as if looking any longer would be a sacrilege to his spirit and body.

Seeing the disgust and impatience in his eyes, Gu Qili knew he did not want to linger any longer, quickly standing up to pack the lunchbox, saying, "Go wait outside for me, I’ll wash the lunchbox."

He hummed in affirmation, then suddenly stretched his arm across the dining table to grab her backpack from the side. Under the stunned gazes of three women, he strutted with long strides towards the cafeteria entrance.

This must be an illusion, the Second Young Master of Mu Family actually carrying her backpack! **

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