The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 75 I Didn’t Eat Dinner Tonight

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 I Didn’t Eat Dinner Tonight

After the doctor examined her, he simply bandaged her wounds. They were superficial and not too serious, but he prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent infection.

Throughout the process, Mu Shuoqian stood to the side, silent, his eyes forming layers of icy ridges.

Gu Qili’s head and hands were both wrapped in bandages, making her look like a soldier just off the battlefield. As she walked out, she checked her reflection on her phone screen and couldn’t help but laugh.

She looked like a Ninja!

Mu Shuoqian’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, not understanding what she found amusing about looking like a wrapped dumpling, yet still managing to laugh.

Back home, his face was still gloomy, and it was unclear what he was upset about.

It was then Gu Qili noticed that he was still wearing the jacket she had dirtied, and Mu Shuoqian was someone who cared deeply about his appearance; he had worn it to the hospital just now.

She felt a sudden guilt: "You should take off the jacket first, I’ll rinse it with water so it won’t stain after drying."

He coldly replied: "No need, just throw it away."

She pursed her lips, knowing he would respond like that: "Thank you for today."

"What exactly happened?" He tossed the dirty jacket aside, didn’t go to the living room, directly sat down at the bar, and casually picked up a wine glass.

Gu Qili stood opposite him, head bowed and hands behind her back, like a primary student admitting faults before a parent.

It was really hard for her to say, and she was too embarrassed to speak out loud.

For a long while, she just bit her lip in silence, and he was helpless about her. Looking at her bandaged head again, he felt a pang in his heart and waved his hand: "Go to sleep."

Gu Qili, as if granted amnesty, dashed back to her bedroom.

Mu Shuoqian fetched a bottle of red wine from the cellar, but Gu Qili appeared again in the kitchen, where she had stored ingredients from before and was now cutting potatoes.

"I didn’t eat dinner tonight." Seeing Mu Shuoqian at the kitchen doorway, she immediately explained with some embarrassment.

Having gone through what she did, she had forgotten about hunger, but after reading for a while, her stomach began to growl.

People are iron, food is steel, one can’t afford to skip meals.

He didn’t say anything, just turned to aerate the wine.

Gu Qili sliced the potatoes into strips, cut some sharp pepper strips, heated the oil to fry dry red chilies to fragrance, then sautéed some green onions and ginger, tossing in the potato strips to fry, and soon a plate of spicy fried potato strips was ready.

There was some leftover rice in the fridge from yesterday. She mixed it with eggs to make a simple egg fried rice ready for dinner.

Just as she served the dishes, she noticed an extra person by the dining table. Mu Shuoqian was pouring red wine from the decanter into a glass, and after pouring, he looked at her with a composed gaze.

Gu Qili’s mouth twitched; surely he wasn’t trying to mooch a meal. She had only prepared a single portion.

Yet under his steady gaze, she felt a chill down her spine and had no choice but to head back to the kitchen to get another set of bowls and chopsticks, begrudgingly dividing her egg fried rice to share with him.

Mu Shuoqian picked up the chopsticks, pairing a five-figure red wine with fried potato strips, yet he seemed to enjoy it thoroughly.

Gu Qili was impressed.

That night, Gu Qili didn’t sleep well, plagued by nightmares, and woke up with dark circles under her eyes.

After washing up and planning to make breakfast, she found hot steamed buns and eight-treasure porridge already laid out on the dining table, not believing that Mu Shuoqian could have cooked them.

Sure enough, Mu Shuoqian was already dressed and ready to leave, giving her a cold glance before stiffly explaining: "The food was bought by Yuan Yi."

She said nothing.

Such a clear cover-up!

"Have you eaten?"

He said: "I’m in a hurry."

Mu Shuoqian didn’t have a habit of eating breakfast, specifically, he only ate breakfast made by her.

"No matter how much of a hurry, you need to eat. Skipping breakfast is a bad habit." She quickly went into the kitchen, took out a sandwich from the fridge, sealed it tightly in a ziplock bag, and stuffed it into his pocket, "This is an extra one I made yesterday morning; eat it on the way."

Mu Shuoqian looked at his bulging pocket and then at the bandage on her head, ultimately said nothing, and left.

In the car, Mu Shuoqian opened the onboard computer, his gaze on the screen turned chillingly cold: "Find out everything about last night’s incident immediately."

"Yes."

Yuan Yi felt chilled by his tone, it was rare to see such a cold and almost cruel expression on his face anymore.

No matter who the other party was, he felt a moment of silence for them.

Mu Shuoqian began listening to his schedule on the computer, then suddenly reached into his pocket.

Curious about what he was searching for, Yuan Yi couldn’t help but steal a glance through the rearview mirror, just in time to see him pull out a sandwich, his gaze tangled as he hesitantly unwrapped the cling film, both frowning and pursing his lips, evidently reluctant.

Just when Yuan Yi thought he wouldn’t eat it, he had already brought the sandwich to his lips, taking a slow bite.

Young Master Qian disliked breakfast, he disliked eating in the car even more, and he hated sandwiches above all!

Yuan Yi thought, this sandwich had to be made by the lady of the house!

Definitely.

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