The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 48: Could You Give Me a Lift?

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: Could You Give Me a Lift?

"Is your stomachache better?"

He finally stopped walking, and she braked hard, almost crashing into his back.

Gu Qili hastily took a step back, slightly resentful that he stopped suddenly without warning.

Mu Shuoqian turned his body halfway, his cool gaze falling on her upturned delicate face, and said icily, "You think it won’t hurt your stomach to eat the wind?"

"Just showing some concern, sheesh, talk about casting pearls before swine, completely unappreciated." Gu Qili muttered with a sense of grievance, suddenly realizing, "I’m not calling myself a dog here."

Mu Shuoqian looked at her for a while; her hair was a little frizzy from the sun, like some kind of canine animal, soft and endearing, making one want to ruffle and play with it.

His lips slightly lifted in a smile, his hand raised, the pale knuckles nearly touched her hair, only to retract swiftly as if struck by lightning, his cool demeanor returning in an instant. He turned and left in brisk steps, as if afraid that a single stomp might seal his doom forever.

Despite the bright sunshine, the shadow that lingered behind him was impenetrable.

"Mu Shuoqian, will you be passing by our school? Can you give me a ride?" Gu Qili still hadn’t noticed his change of mood.

Yuan Yi had been waiting by the car door. Seeing him approaching, he respectfully opened the door, Mu Shuoqian strode in and unceremoniously shut it behind him.

Leaving her right outside the door.

Yuan Yi had spent so long observing and adapting to his moods, boasting a good ability to read people. He had never misjudged Mu Shuoqian’s thoughts before, but Gu Qili was the exception. When it came to her, he often couldn’t make a definite conclusion right away, and there were a few times his thoughts ran contrary to Young Master Qian’s. Although Mu Shuoqian never blamed him for it, as a loyal subordinate, he believed it was his own negligence.

Just like now, as soon as Mu Shuoqian got into the car and closed the door behind him, his face was as cold as frost from the north. But before that happened, if Yuan Yi wasn’t mistaken, he even saw a smile briefly directed at his lady, resembling laughter.

But then in the blink of an eye, his expression changed entirely, mastering the art of switching faces to perfection.

Most importantly, was he going to drive or not?

What a dilemma.

Yuan Yi glanced again at Mu Shuoqian’s cool expression, and then at Gu Qili, who was attempting to sneak into the car from the other side. Gritting his teeth secretly, he locked the doors and started the car.

Watching the Maybach 62 speed away before her, Gu Qili felt dumbfounded, later stamping her feet in dissatisfaction, and grumbled, "It’s on your way, won’t cost you much fuel money, you cheapskate."

Thankfully, the school wasn’t far off, but walking under the blazing sun still made her sweat profusely.

It wasn’t a big deal to take a few extra steps, but seeing that familiar Maybach 62 parked in front of the main building of the school, Gu Qili felt like she was about to explode from the heat. It turned out he was heading to the school after all, yet he didn’t give her a ride, that’s just unsociable behavior.

At the moment, many passing students were pointing at the car filled with awe, the girls marveling at the sleek design of the vehicle, mostly unaware of its specs, while the boys were obsessed over its top-of-the-line features, passionately discussing it from a distance. If not for Yuan Yi wearing sunglasses and standing by the car like a wooden sculpture, they would have already boldly approached it for a closer look.

Gu Qili hummed to herself and decided to simply bypass it and head back to the dorm.

Coming her way, Hu Jiaojiao was arm in arm with Deng Feifei, with a few girls following them like fans, furiously snapping photos with their phones.

Deng Feifei, with her large toad sunglasses, appeared completely disdainful.

Gu Qili quickly hid behind a tree, feeling her stomach ache just by seeing these two people.

Deng Feifei was walking forward, but then she abruptly stopped, her focused gaze fixed on the Maybach 62.

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