"Dad, why don’t you go beg Mu Shuoqian then? Whatever amount of money he wants, we’ll give it," Guan Zhe naively still harbored a sliver of hope, but unexpectedly, he was met with a fierce slap across the face from Guan Dalong.
"Idiot, not to mention he doesn’t lack money, even if we bring money, I can’t even get to see him. Did you really think you can see the Mu Family’s people whenever you want?" Speaking of the Mu Family’s people, Guan Dalong suddenly thought of the Mu Family’s eldest young madam, Qi Meihui. He had some connections with the Qi Family, and if he could see Qi Meihui and ask her to put in a good word, there might still be room for maneuver in this matter. Otherwise, he could only watch helplessly as Guan Zhe got sued and put in jail, and it might even affect the Guan Family’s business.
Nan Zhan has never lost a lawsuit, never.
On the weekend, Gu Qili went back to the Mu Family’s old house with Mu Shuoqian for dinner.
Since the last time they left the dinner table on a sour note, this was their first time returning. Mu Shuoqian had no issues, carrying out the formalities as usual, as no one dared to trouble him. But it was different for her; she was constantly cautious and careful for fear of stirring up any trouble, which would once again make her life uneasy.
The dinner had not yet started, and the servants were busy preparing in the kitchen. In the living room, Mu Shuoqian and Mu Haotian were discussing business matters, clearly not something she was supposed to overhear. Besides, Mu Haotian also disliked her, a woman, standing there and being an eyesore.
The Mu Family’s estate was so big, there was no lack of places to go. Gu Qili casually strolled to the backyard, where someone had planted some roses that were pink and plump, climbing over the wooden railings, and from a distance, a faint refreshing fragrance wafted over.
Gu Qili stopped in front of the trellis for a while and noticed two bees collecting nectar. She found it interesting and bent over curiously to observe. She saw the bees inserting their tiny tubes into the pistils of the flowers, sucking out a certain amount of nectar before flying to another blossom, busy going back and forth.
She watched intently, completely unaware of the gaze from the French windows. Mu Shuoqian was sitting on the sofa, directly facing that wall of flowers, while Mu Haotian was sitting opposite him, puffing on a cigar and talking about something.
He half listened and half zoned out, his gaze persistently glued to her. She wore a light yellow V-neck short-sleeve today, with a pair of washed-out denim jeans below, her hair tied up in a simple ponytail, standing refreshingly in the midst of the flowers, not looking out of place at all.
"Gu Qili, what are you hiding here for?" The sudden emergence of a shadow behind her startled her, followed by a hand patting her shoulder heavily, almost slapping her into the ground. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs noⅴelfire.net
Gu Qili’s arm trembled and brushed against the flowers in front of her, disturbing the bees on them.
"Ah." Gu Qili cried out in pain as she covered her hand, being stung by a bee in defense.
Seeing her pained expression, Mu Fan immediately became anxious, grabbed her hand without thinking, and sucked hard on her finger twice.
Gu Qili regained her senses then hastily pulled her hand away, glaring at him fiercely, "Are you dumb? It’s not a snake bite, what’s the use of sucking with your mouth?"
Mu Fan chuckled with his eyes curving, "You’re the dumb one, I just wanted to taste the fresh honey."
"Lunatic." Gu Qili no longer paid him any attention, carefully examined the place where she had been stung by the bee, thankfully the stinger wasn’t left inside, but it was quite painful. She rubbed it with her hand, and that just made it swell and turn red.
"Shuoqian, your wife is flirting with your little brother-in-law again, aren’t you going to do something?" Qi Meihui happened to come downstairs and saw this scene.