The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 186 - 177 Eyes Dark and Heavy

Chapter 186: Chapter 177 Eyes Dark and Heavy

Mu Shuoqian’s dark eyes gazed at her with her coquettish demeanor,

Mu Shuoqian didn’t say anything,

After speaking, he didn’t care about Qi Meihui blocking the way and went straight into the late-arriving elevator.

If she wants to block, then just keep blocking.

In the elevator, Gu Qili couldn’t help but poke his chest: "You can put me down now."

Seeing that he was motionless as if he hadn’t heard at all, Gu Qili raised her voice: "I can walk by myself."

The man ignored her, continuing to her room’s door,

"Mu Shuoqian, what are you doing?" This was the hallway, after all,

Mu Shuoqian’s hand reached into her pants pocket, Gu Qili realized he was looking for the room card.

But he had already found it,

"Can’t find it, is it in this pocket?" he asked so earnestly,

Gu Qili looked at him, trying to appear righteous,

"Oh, found it." Mu Shuoqian finally took out the room card and swiped to open the door.

"Don’t, don’t put me on the bed." Gu Qili hastily called out to stop him.

She was covered in sweat and dirt now, like a monkey fresh from Wutai Mountain, in desperate need of a comfortably hot shower.

Mu Shuoqian finally put her down and urged: "Go shower quickly."

The fire in his eyes had yet to die down, making Gu Qili’s heart beat with trepidation, not daring to think more and quickly dove into the bathroom.

Exhausted after a day, her whole body felt like it was falling apart, especially her left shoulder, which hurt with even a slight movement—she even wondered if she had reopened an old wound.

After a hot shower, half the weariness was washed away. Only after she was done did she suddenly realize that she had come in just like that, without taking any change of clothes. The long clothes and pants she had taken off were thrown into the sink. What to do? With only a half-length bath towel wrapped around her, did she really have to walk out like this?

Gu Qili gave her reddened face, now washed and flushed from the hot steam and today’s intense sun exposure, a pat in the mirror. Her skin was originally fair, not used to sunbathing, and it reddened like this, still feeling burning hot even after washing her face.

Gu Qili cracked the door slightly open and stealthily peeked inside the room. Not spotting Mu Shuoqian, she immediately sprang out, dashing towards the bedroom wardrobe with the speed of wind and fire wheels, only to turn a corner and see the man standing there smoking, as silent as a ghost.

Gu Qili, holding onto the towel, flashed him a giggly smile, trying to make herself look composed. He was always so serious when playing the refugee game, which had influenced her imperceptibly, thickening her skin day by day.

Gu Qili quickly opened a wardrobe door to shield herself, poking her head out to warn him: "No peeking."

Mu Shuoqian, with a cigarette pinched between his fingers, squinted his dark eyes.

Just as Gu Qili was about to take off the towel, she suddenly felt two intense gazes behind her as if piercing through her, and before she could turn around, she was embraced from the back. The cigarette was snuffed out, and the scent of tobacco still lingered between his long fingers.

"Mu Shuoqian, I told you no peeking."

Gu Qili: "..."

"Don’t put on clothes yet."

Gu Qili had no choice but to sit up straight. Suddenly, an icy chill spread over her shoulder, and the smell of the medicine instantly filled her nostrils, causing her to involuntarily flinch.

"Does it hurt a lot?" The man’s movements suddenly became gentle, his tone full of concern.

Gu Qili’s heart felt like a small furnace had been lit, warm and toasty. She hadn’t expected him to notice, and she had no idea how long he had been watching her.

She shook her head: "It’s not too bad."

"Then don’t move." His handsome face wrinkled again, he applied the medicine while mocking her: "Regret it? Exhausting yourself like this."

He had chosen her a more relaxing profession, yet she insisted on defying his will, traveling all this distance to suffer and toil here. If he hadn’t intervened halfway today, would she really have preferred to ruin her shoulder just to finish the job with that dog?

"Why should I regret?" Gu Qili gasped sharply and sucked in a breath, "Ow ow ow!"

"Feeling the pain now? Then go back tomorrow, be a good girl and work on your French translation." Mu Shuoqian spoke sternly, yet his hands lightened their touch considerably, "This is just the beginning."

"Do you also think I can’t persist?" Gu Qili clenched her fists secretly, "You have that little faith in me?"

Mu Shuoqian was silent as he skillfully applied medicine and attached a plaster. Only after smoothing out the edges did he speak, "Move it a bit, see if it still hurts?"

Gu Qili obediently moved her shoulder slightly, the pain indeed had lessened considerably. Yet she quickly turned around, her gaze stubbornly fixed on him: "Over the years, I’ve learned to make a living like an ordinary person. Maybe in your eyes, this job is only unsuitable for a lady of my status, not unsuitable for me."

Mu Shuoqian pursed his lips, his face showing no emotion.

Gu Qili shook his hand appeasingly, "You promised me, you can’t go back on it."

"When did I ever promise you?"

She was stunned for a moment—indeed, he had never verbally agreed.

"As long as I’m not willing, I can call you back at any time."

"How can you be so unreasonable? You agreed to let me go for the interview, doesn’t that count as a promise? Does it have to be a verbal agreement to count?" Gu Qili pouted in dissatisfaction.

"You want me to be reasonable? Not difficult." He suddenly curved his lips, a trace of amusement appearing: "Call me again, let me hear it."

"Call what?" Gu Qili was momentarily puzzled, but then she quickly remembered—was he referring to what she shouted in the elevator?

"I did that to deliberately anger Qi Meihui." At that time, Gu Qili had acted on a whim, calling out smoothly, but now, with just the two of them here, she really couldn’t bring herself to say it again.

How embarrassing!

Mu Shuoqian’s eyes darkened, obviously dissatisfied with her disobedience: "Tomorrow you’ll return to your position in the President’s office."

"Mu Shuoqian." Gu Qili became anxious, knowing that he always meant what he said, "Can’t you be a bit more reasonable?"

"You always talk about being reasonable. Does reasoning agree with you? Since it doesn’t, then don’t mention it." He glanced at his watch and prepared to stand, "If we leave now, we can still catch the boat."

Gu Qili quickly grabbed him. Outside, Zhu Ping’s voice could be heard: "Qili, are you there? We’ve come to see how you’re doing."

Apart from Zhu Ping, there were other colleagues as well; they were all quite worried about her.

Gu Qili lowered her voice to plead with the man whose face showed displeasure: "They’ve come all the way here for my sake, I can’t just ignore them."

He gave her a reluctant look and stepped aside.

Gu Qili hurriedly changed her clothes, not even caring about changing in front of him at this moment.

She was about to rush over to open the door, but suddenly remembered Mu Shuoqian was still here. How could she explain his presence? It seemed that no matter how she explained, no one would believe her. So should she open the door or not?

"Qili, I know you’re in there, we’re all really worried about you." The people outside were holding fruits and snacks they just bought, all waiting for her to open the door.

Gu Qili glanced at the wardrobe and then at Mu Shuoqian; realizing her intention, he immediately glared at her fiercely.

Impossible.

Gu Qili sighed, bit her glistening lips, and ran over to open the door.

Upon opening the door, everyone crowded at the entrance, chattering concernedly about her injury. The presence of so many girls naturally made a lot of noise, and at the same time, someone noticed Mu Shuoqian sitting on the chair, flipping through the schedule for the training, indifferent to the sudden influx of people in the room.

"Young Master Qian?" Everyone was as if frozen, shocked still for a long moment.

The man seemed to have an invisible protective barrier around him, so everyone got stuck at the doorway, not daring to enter. *