Gu Qili finished her meal and returned to school, only to bump into Hu Jiaojiao who had just alighted from a car at the school entrance.
She got out of the car, waving goodbye to the person inside with a seductive smile, her look similar to that of seeing off a lover.
The tint of the car windows was rather dark, so Gu Qili couldn’t make out who was sitting inside. As soon as Hu Jiaojiao turned her head and saw her, she happily walked over to greet her.
"Qiqi, what a coincidence."
What a coincidence my ass.
Gu Qili threw her a cold glance, not stopping her stride as if she hadn’t noticed her presence at all.
Hu Jiaojiao didn’t mind at all; instead, she quickly caught up, her previously injured leg seemingly not hurting anymore.
"Qiqi, let’s fairly compete for that translator position, shall we? We’re both top students in the Foreign Language Department, and most importantly, my background is clean. I’ve never done anything unethical, so if the examiners ask, you’d better think carefully about how to respond."
"Fair competition?" Gu Qili didn’t bother to look at her, and with a scoff, retorted, "Could it be that when you were hailing a taxi by the roadside, you just happened to flag down the Mu family’s young master’s car, and he graciously gave you a lift?"
Hu Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Gu Qili to recognize the car as Mu Hewen’s.
But she quickly regained her assertiveness and countered: "He just accidentally scraped against me. He took me to the hospital, that’s all. It wasn’t as filthy as you’re thinking."
"So it really was the Mu family’s young master." Gu Qili had only been guessing, as she hadn’t seen the face clearly, but now with Hu Jiaojiao’s verbal confirmation, she knew that the Mu young master referred to by others was indeed Mu Hewen, not Mu Shuoqian.
Mu Shuoqian wouldn’t be so tasteless. If Hu Jiaojiao had bumped into his car, he probably would’ve floored the gas pedal and sped away. At worst, he’d just have to pay up.
"Where did you get scraped, here?" Gu Qili pointed at the slightly grazed leg, which seemed to have been perfectly feigned.
Hu Jiaojiao pouted, obviously not willing to answer.
Suddenly, Gu Qili pointed behind her with a shocked expression, "Mu young master!"
Immediately turning her head in excitement, Hu Jiaojiao was caught off guard as someone gave her a shove from behind. Unprepared, she tumbled onto the concrete, this time genuinely cutting open her knee and bleeding.
"You... you dare push me?" Hu Jiaojiao pointed furiously at Gu Qili, who was simply watching the scene unfold.
Gu Qili’s hand still in the air, she didn’t even attempt to hide what she had done, and innocently said in a tone imitating Mu Shuoqian’s, "Oops, my hand just cramped."
Having said that, she didn’t bother to look at Hu Jiaojiao’s mix of expressions, cheerfully humming a tune as she walked away.
"Gu Qili." Hu Jiaojiao punched the ground teeth clenched, right where a small pebble lay, and promptly busted her palm open on it.
In reality, none of the injuries were severe, but she still cried out as she took out her phone, her voice pitiful to the extreme: "Mu young master, I’ve fallen down, boo hoo, and I’m bleeding so much."
Before long, Mu Hewen’s car returned once more, and Mu Hewen himself got down and whisked her away.
This time, Hu Jiaojiao and Mu Hewen went straight to a hotel. Thɪs chapter is updated by novęlfire.net