The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 155 Gu Qili, do you like me

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 Gu Qili, do you like me

Gu Qili seemed to have had a long dream, in which she saw her father sitting under the grape trellis, with fine red wine laid out before him, smiling and waving at her as she approached.

He said something, but she couldn’t hear clearly.

She ran joyfully toward him, but her feet felt as heavy as if filled with lead, unable to move no matter how hard she tried.

Her father was still smiling at her, his smile warm like the sun on a winter day, warming her heart profoundly.

However, that smile gradually blurred, and her father’s face grew more and more distant, along with the surrounding grapevines as if they were being swept into a space she could not reach.

"Dad." Gu Qili fell to the ground, unable to get up no matter how hard she tried, crying and shouting, her eyes wide open as she watched him slowly disappear before her.

"Dad." Gu Qili suddenly opened her eyes, but instead of seeing Gu Dezhong, she saw the stern-looking Mu Shuoqian.

His eyes squinted, filled with unquestionable worry, thick enough it seemed it might drip down.

Seeing her awake, his solemn expression slightly eased, his hand supporting the head of the bed, he leaned down, his voice hoarse: "Having a nightmare?"

Tears still wet on her face, he reached out to gently wipe them away, his fingertips burning hot: "I’ll go call the doctor."

"Mu Shuoqian." Suddenly, Gu Qili grabbed his arm, pressing her face against it, "I thought I was dead."

"I won’t let you die." He opened his palm and held her face in it, gently caressing it, repeating: "I’ll go call the doctor."

The doctor came quickly, and after checking her over, he confidently said, "There’s no serious issue now, just need to keep resting and change the dressings on time."

The doctor spoke in French, which Mu Shuoqian did not understand, so he looked to Gu Qili, who translated for him, and then he, with a cold face, said a bunch of words in English to the doctor.

The doctor looked confused: "...."

Mu Shuoqian gestured for Gu Qili to translate, and she, lying in the hospital bed with her left arm immobile, said somewhat helplessly, "He says a doctor who can’t speak English is not a good doctor."

The doctor, embarrassed, didn’t know what to say, and Gu Qili hurriedly smoothed things over: "Thank you, doctor. I’ll call you if anything comes up."

After the doctor left, Gu Qili couldn’t help but laugh and cry: "He’s a doctor, not a foreign language teacher, does he really need to be multilingual?"

Without a word, he sat down by the bed, his dark eyes staring at her, making her extremely uncomfortable, as if she had committed some unforgivable mistake.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Gu Qili shrank into her blanket, she was still a patient, couldn’t he be a bit gentler to a patient?

After watching her for a while, Mu Shuoqian still looked ice-cold: "Why did you do that?"

"Huh?" Gu Qili didn’t catch on immediately, puzzled for a moment before she remembered what he was referring to.

At that time, her mind was blank; only afterwards did she have time to think about it. Her reasoning was simple: she didn’t want him to get hurt, let alone die. If someone had to get hurt or die, she’d rather it be her.

Mu Shuoqian’s gaze remained intently on her, waiting for her answer.

Gu Qili lowered her head,

"Gu Qili, you like me."

It was as if she was severely choked by his words. He said it with such certainty that she was left speechless, struggling to find a way to refute, in fact, there was no reason to argue.

"Yes, I like you, so what?" She lifted her chin slightly, with a hint of defiance.

Mu Shuoqian was taken aback for a moment, staring at her slightly stubborn face momentarily lost in thought. She was Gu Qili, daring to love and hate.

He had always clearly known that that night, when he asked if she liked someone, she firmly answered yes, and the person she referred to was him.

"Are you sure you won’t regret it?" The question seemed directed not only at her, but also at himself. He had lingered outside this door for so long, and she had opened it so easily, provoking in him the impulse to fall with her.

Without hesitation, she shook her head, her eyes clear and bright. Why regret?

"Do you understand me? I am so harsh on you, always cold and rude, never showing you a pleasant face, and you’re not bothered by that?" At that moment, Mu Shuoqian seemed a bit aggressive, but Gu Qili wasn’t scared at all.

Instead, this injury had given her enough courage to face her own heart. Since she liked him, why hide it? Even though he might not respond, she wanted to express her feelings fully, for how could she know without trying whether it would succeed or not?

"Mu Shuoqian, it seems like you’re scared that I like you, why?" Her question made his expression stiffen, as if someone had poked a sore spot.

"Answer my question." He wasn’t going to let her change the subject.

Gu Qili shook her head again: "Your cold demeanor towards me is just a façade."

His vulnerability was prodded again, he pursed his thin lips, her determined gaze meeting his, her sudden bravery left him fearless: "Yes, I like you, there’s nothing embarrassing to admit. I’m not like you, sneaking around as if it’s something shameful. Like is like, dislike is dislike, would saying it out loud kill you?"

Caught off-guard by her sharp tongue, he found himself at a loss for words, the man whose secret was exposed couldn’t think of any words to counter, so he resorted to the most primitive and brutal method—he silenced her mouth.

Gu Qili was stunned, looking at the man pressing on her lips, clearly feeling guilty and unwilling to admit it.

Hey, is that even reasonable?

Nobody knows how he felt when he held her injured body in his arms, her blood staining his palms, her breathing faint.

It felt as though someone had harshly clutched his heart, squeezing it tightly; all his blood forced to crowd in the same direction, clogging in his brain’s vessels, swelling, spreading, and finally bursting.

With a loud bang, it felt like the sky and earth were splitting apart.

Li Ruhai suddenly looked up at the sky, then turned and walked outside, the others had no choice but to follow, looking puzzled.

"It’s inconvenient."

"Miss Gu is inconvenienced?"

"No, it’s Young Master Qian who is inconvenienced."

The others instantly understood; exchanging glances and laughter, Young Master Qian really does seize every moment, not even letting go when the young girl is injured.

Gu Qili didn’t have time to ponder his words before Li Ruhai and the others knocked on the door from outside.

Everyone entered one by one, all expressing concern for Gu Qili’s injuries.

Mu Shuoqian stood aside, his eyebrows tightly furrowed in dissatisfaction, while Gu Qili responded with a smile, replying to everyone’s concerns.

"Are you guys noisy?" The standing man finally lost patience and chased them away, "Have you finished looking? If so, leave quickly."

Li Ruhai and the others were already accustomed to his temper, and after a few more caring words, they left one after another.

Gu Qili looked at him unhappily: "They came to see me out of concern, what kind of attitude is that?"

Mu Shuoqian scoffed, showing no courtesy: "If I weren’t their boss, would they come to see you?"

"That’s not necessarily true, not everyone is opportunistic."

Gu Qili lay with her head on his legs for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is my injury severe? Will I be disabled? Don’t hide it from me."

Actually, since waking up, aside from pain in her left shoulder, her brain and other limbs felt quite agile.

"The bullet wasn’t very powerful, and after passing through the hotel’s glass window, its force was much reduced; it only penetrated the flesh without hitting the bone. The doctor said that as long as you rest quietly, there shouldn’t be any serious issues." Although he spoke calmly, Gu Qili didn’t know, when she was rushed into the emergency room, he couldn’t even bear to wait outside, and went up to the rooftop to smoke for several hours.

At that time, he thought, if the news that came was bad, he would just jump off from here, ending everything.

Of course, he would not tell her these things.

"Who was trying to harm you? Has the person who committed the act been found?"

That was what she was more concerned about, hoping that the assailant hadn’t succeeded and wouldn’t continue to target him.

"The shooter has been caught, other matters are still under investigation." Mu Shuoqian didn’t want to distract her further, poking her belly with his finger, "Aren’t you hungry?"

She always ate three meals a day, with a very regular diet.

Speaking of eating, Gu Qili really felt quite hungry, suddenly longing for the pork knuckle rice from Aus City.

"I want to eat Li’s stewed pork knuckle rice."

She knew she was being somewhat willful; how could she possibly eat Li’s pork knuckle rice.

Mu Shuoqian didn’t mind, simply saying, "Sleep a little more."

Gu Qili closed her eyes, "Then I’ll sleep now, remember to call me when the food arrives."

He patted her arm and walked away to make a phone call.

Gu Qili dozed off again, waking up to the appetizing scent, she opened her eyes just in time to see Mu Shuoqian putting down his chopsticks and wiping his mouth with a napkin.

She almost excitedly sat up because she smelled the aroma of pork knuckle rice.

"Awake." Mu Shuoqian came over with the food container, set up the small table on the bed, and helped her sit up, handing her the chopsticks.

Gu Qili was ready to feast, but glancing inside the food container, her expression stiffened. She stirred with her chopsticks and asked, "Where’s the pork knuckle?"

Mu Shuoqian replied very calmly, "The doctor said you should eat light, so I ate the pork knuckle. You have the soybeans and canola inside."

Gu Qili: "..."

Mu Shuoqian, I’m going to fight you!

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