Because she was injured, she had to spend the night in the hospital, which Gu Qili hated the most. She had once stayed in such a place for three years.
When she was taking care of Gu Dezhong, she would often encounter life, ageing, sickness, and death. The hospital was simply a microcosm of life’s beginnings and endings; she had seen sorrow, witnessed tears of joy, and seen too many farewells and reunions.
She lay in bed, unable to fall asleep, feeling repulsion in her heart, the wounds painful. Thinking back on the brave act she managed earlier that day, she now felt scared. Had the attacker truly intended to kill, had the bullet been more powerful,
but at that time, all she could think of was Mu Shuoqian and hadn’t considered these things.
"Can’t sleep?" Mu Shuoqian, who had been sitting beside her as a human-shaped pillow, felt her restless tossing and turning. He put down the documents in his hand. "Does the wound hurt?"
"I don’t want to stay in the hospital." She mumbled, "I want to go back to Aus City."
"Okay." She didn’t expect him to agree so readily.
Gu Qili rubbed her head against his leg, and with his promise, she settled down to sleep peacefully.
Falling asleep in a daze, she felt someone pick her up and wrap her in a thick coat. Smelling the familiar scent on it, she didn’t wake up,
only to find when she awoke that she was no longer in the hospital. The humming noise filled her ears and the lighting above was dimmed,
Gu Qili instantly lost all drowsiness, and as she looked up at Mu Shuoqian, who was still working, she blinked twice, "Where is this?"
He glanced over, warned, "Don’t move around."
Gu Qili had no choice but to lie still, the wound on her shoulder still painful.
However, her hands did not stay idle, opening a small window to see nothing but darkness outside. But she could confirm that they were on a plane now, a plane flying to Aus City.
A sudden warmth filled her heart. She merely mentioned wanting to go back to Aus City; they could have left tomorrow, yet he had chartered a private jet. Whenever she wanted pig trotter rice, he would have someone scour for it, though in the end, all she got were the soybeans.
Was he so good to her because she had taken a bullet for him, or had he always been this good to her?
"Right, did you bring my grapevine?"
"Hmm." He replied faintly, annoyed, looking at her, "Go to sleep now."
"Oh, got it." Gu Qili felt undeniably cheerful and closed her eyes, preparing to sleep.
But she was a bit restless, her thoughts occupied with the man only a short distance away. Even though he had never expressed affection for her, she could feel that their relationship had changed; had they confirmed their relationship?
With a sweet smile on her lips, she thought to herself that had she known this would happen, she would have taken the bullet earlier. For original chapters go to noveⅼfire.net
As Gu Qili was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Li Ruhai’s voice. It turns out they had come back together.
Just as Li Ruhai was about to speak, Mu Shuoqian glared at him warningly. Seeing that Gu Qili seemed to be asleep, Li Ruhai quickly lowered his voice, "Young Master Qian, the investigation is clear now. The person who attacked you was sent by G Company. They didn’t intend to take a life but just wanted to create chaos for SN Company, so you would get angry with them and terminate your cooperation, giving G Company an opportunity."
Li Ruhai pulled up a photo on his phone: "This is the mastermind behind this attack"
Gu Qili took a stealthy glance; the man in the photo looked somewhat familiar, oh right.
So this was their G Company’s plan: first to monitor, then to tempt Mu Shuoqian with a beautiful woman. If that failed, they’d create chaos with gunfire. These people were really desperate for business.
Mu Shuoqian glanced at it and commanded, "There’s room for improvement in SN’s security system; deduct five percent from their profit shares."
Li Ruhai nodded, "Got it."
Gu Qili’s injury could not be in vain; those from G Company must be strictly punished, and SN Company should also be held responsible.
As for what they discussed afterwards, it was probably about not letting G Company off easy. Judging by Mu Shuoqian’s tone, he was truly angry because those who courted death had touched his scales.
Gu Qili did not hear much before falling asleep. With him by her side, she felt exceptionally secure, because no matter what happened, he would always protect her from the storm, even though he never admitted it.
After returning to Jing Mountain, Mu Shuoqian carried her all the way into the house. Since the injury, Gu Qili’s feet had never touched the ground; whenever she needed to move, it was always Mu Shuoqian who carried her.