Chapter 295 - 275: A Thought Turns One’s Hair White
The sudden loud noise was especially jarring, causing her heart to tremble in fear.
Gu Qili instinctively wanted to go and see what happened, but then she remembered that their current relationship didn’t even qualify as strangers; so why bother?
With that thought, Gu Qili sat back down.
There were no more sounds from the bedroom after that noise. Although she sat steadily, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, wondering if he had suddenly fallen and fainted, unable to get up with his leg in plaster.
In the end, Gu Qili cursed her own weakness and still went to knock on his bedroom door. There was no response for a long time, and her intuition told her something was wrong, so she pushed the door open.
Looking around the room, she finally saw Mu Shuoqian sitting in the corner by the bed, his black shirt wrinkled, and his handsome face covered in sweat. He was looking out the window, his gaze fixing on those two grapevines.
At the sound of the door opening, his first impulse was to escape. If possible, he really didn’t want her to see him in such a disheveled state.
Gu Qili said, "Are you okay?"
He gave no response, still gazing outside.
Just as she was about to come over and check, Mu Shuoqian, who had been silent, suddenly spoke coldly: "Get out."
He was sitting on the other side of the bed, hidden from Gu Qili’s view, but she saw the shattered plaster on the floor, likely fallen from his leg. That meant his leg...
Without a word, she turned to leave. Even if he lay crippled here, it had nothing to do with her,