The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 50 Young Master Qian’s Unique Aesthetic Sense

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Young Master Qian’s Unique Aesthetic Sense

"Fei’er." Hu Jiaojiao hurriedly handed over the sunglasses she had picked up to her, whispering, "I saw someone taking photos, we should leave quickly, it’d be bad if this blows up."

Deng Feifei had gone to great lengths to see Mu Shuoqian, but in the end, she only managed to catch a glimpse of his legs, and feeling unsatisfied was putting it mildly.

Only when the surrounding chatter gradually reached her ears did Deng Feifei realize how disheveled she currently looked; she snatched the sunglasses from Hu Jiaojiao’s hands with annoyance and said in a low voice, "Make sure you remember those who took photos, I’ll make them pay."

Hu Jiaojiao helplessly shook her head; how could she possibly remember so many people, as if she was supposed to be both her bodyguard and assistant.

Just as Deng Feifei was leaving, she coincidentally saw Gu Qili standing under a tree, with a mocking smile on her face amid the mottled tree shadows, like watching a jumping clown.

Deng Feifei felt a surge of blood rush to her head, angry at being seen at her worst by Gu Qili. Although she was aggrieved, she did not want to start another dispute in front of so many onlookers, so she could only glare fiercely at Gu Qili a couple of times before leaving under the escort of Hu Jiaojiao.

"Serves her right." Gu Qili curled her lip, feeling as refreshed as if she had just drunk a bottle of ice-cold Sprite in the heat of summer, her spirits soaring.

However, Gu Qili found it strange that Mu Shuoqian had previously inquired about Deng Feifei—it seemed he was interested in her. Now that she had taken the initiative to come to him, he didn’t even spare her a glance. Men really are fickle.

"Qili, you’re here!" a familiar voice came from behind, filled with surprise.

Chen Yishu had been discharged from the hospital and looked quite spirited. Dressed in a white T-shirt and black sport pants, his sunny and brisk demeanor attracted quite a bit of attention.

"Yishu?" Gu Qili looked at him in surprise, "When did you get discharged?"

"Yesterday." Chen Yishu was in a good mood seeing her here and, taking hold of her sleeve, led her towards the Lake Heart Pavilion, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

"I need to go back to my dorm to grab my books, I have a class later." Gu Qili hesitated and stopped, as watching the commotion had already delayed her.

Chen Yishu didn’t hesitate, "I’ll take you back to your dorm, we can talk on the way."

"Alright then."

Mu Shuoqian was already stepping up the stairs, the sleek black umbrella in his hand absorbing enough sunlight that the reflected light seemed to carry the heat of the waves.

With a faint glance behind him, he caught sight of Gu Qili walking shoulder-to-shoulder with Chen Yishu.

"Young Master Qian, this way please," principal Ju said with a cheery smile, leading the way.

Seeing him pause suddenly, everyone stopped as well, all looking puzzled, uncertain of what had caught his attention.

He was so focused that it gave off a sense that he could hardly bear to look away.

After a moment, he resumed walking and said with indifference, "Your school has quite the scenery."

Scenery? Outside, there was just a row of poplars wilting under the sun, nothing scenic to speak of.

Principal: "Heh-heh."

Young Master Qian’s sense of aesthetics was truly unique.

"Did you see that Maybach 62 just now?" Chen Yishu wanted to help her with her backpack, which seemed heavy for her slender frame; the bag was large, and she was so thin and petite.

Gu Qili thanked him but insisted on carrying it herself. The bag had been with her for almost four years, its corners frayed, and the style was outdated, yet it felt like an old friend, accompanying her through every sunrise and sunset.

The fashion-conscious girls at school all had an array of bags, changing them daily to match their outfits. Once upon a time, she too had a collection of designer handbags, so many that she couldn’t even remember their specific designs.

The so-called "bag cure" is probably every girl’s common ailment.

"I saw it, do you know them?" Gu Qili asked curiously.

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