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The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship

Chapter 284 - 265 I Still Love Him

Author: Yata Road
updatedAt: 2025-08-04

CHAPTER 284: CHAPTER 265 I STILL LOVE HIM

Gu Qili drove to the cemetery, opening the rear door and bending down to take out a big bunch of violets.

There weren’t many people on the hill, with rows of neat tombstones arranged layer upon layer.

Gu Dezhong’s grave was situated against the mountain and near the water, possessing excellent Feng Shui. He had chosen this plot for himself during his lifetime, intending to enjoy it a hundred years later, only to rest here just after he turned fifty.

Gu Qili climbed the steps and finally stopped in front of Gu Dezhong’s grave. She reached out to wipe the dust off the photograph and placed the big bunch of violets in front of the tombstone.

Gu Dezhong had always loved violets in his lifetime; his villa’s garden was full of them, forming a small sea of purple when they bloomed each year.

Gu Qili once asked why he liked violets so much; he smiled and said he loved the message behind the flower: Falling for you in a beautiful dream.

The Gu Dezhong in the photo still wore a kind expression, as if smiling at her across the divide between life and death.

Gu Qili sat in front of the tombstone and whispered, "Dad, I’ve come to see you."

"Dad, I have some good news. I’ve redeemed your winery, Uncle Fan has been taking good care of it. You’d never have thought that when most people left you, only Uncle Fan stayed without asking for any reward."

"Dad, I got married, you must know him, the Mu Family’s second son, Mu Shuoqian."

"But Dad, his purpose in marrying me was for the 3% Mu family shares I held in my hands. Now, the woman he really loves is back, and our marital agreement has also expired."

"However, Dad, I still love him so much, love him so deeply that it hurts even to breathe." Tears streamed down continuously.

"Even though I know I’m not the one he loves the most, I still can’t help but love him. I’m so pathetic, aren’t I? I don’t know what else I can do if I’m not allowed to love him; will I ever fall in love with someone else in my lifetime?"

"He was so nice to me that I thought no other man in this world would be as kind to me as you were, except I was so foolish. That kindness was never meant for me."

"Dad, you said the flower language of violets means falling for you in a beautiful dream, and I have indeed been in such a dream. I don’t want to wake up. Dad, tell me, what should I do?"

Gu Qili stretched out her arms to embrace the tombstone. The cold marble pressed against her cheeks, her tears wetting the photo on the stone.

She hugged it tightly, as if she were embracing the dad who loved her the most.

"Dad, I miss you so much, truly miss you. If only you were still here. Dad, Dad, please come back, don’t leave me alone." Gu Qili hugged the tombstone and cried loudly, "I love you so much, and I love him too."

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After leaving the cemetery, Gu Qili had intended to go back to Jing Mountain, but after driving around absentmindedly for a while, she found herself at the base of a building.

Going around in circles at 121, she couldn’t seem to break out of this loop.

Just as she was about to drive away, she saw Mu Shuoqian walking out from behind the grand revolving door.

She quickly reversed her car, hiding it between two other vehicles.

After Mu Shuoqian descended the steps and got into the parked Maybach 62S without looking around, Gu Qili watched as the car with the license plate number 5277 drove away, a trace of tears forming in her eyes again. When he changed to that plate number, he still loved her, didn’t he? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone through such trouble.

But it wouldn’t be long before that plate would be thrown into the warehouse, eventually gathering dust and cobwebs.

Where was he going? To see his Xiaoyu?

As Gu Qili pondered this, she realized that she had already started to drive her car, following behind his.

It was the rush hour, the roads were congested with traffic; she kept a few cars between them, not daring to be noticed, following this way for a while until the Maybach 62S turned onto the ring road, and Gu Qili also followed onto the bridge.

"Young Master Qian, the madam has been following us," Yuan Yi glanced in the rearview mirror. In fact, he had noticed Gu Qili’s car while it was still at the door.

Mu Shuoqian, who was resting with his eyes closed, sat up slightly when he heard this and looked back. Amidst the flow of traffic, he saw her car at a glance; probably because everyone was wary of getting too close to a luxury car, there was a lot of space around her car, front, back, and on the sides.

She was holding the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road ahead, probably afraid of being discovered, and had a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose.

After watching her through the glass for a while, Mu Shuoqian sat back upright and said to Yuan Yi in front, "Let’s go to Nanyuan Mansion."

Gu Qili followed Mu Shuoqian’s car, all the way until he headed towards Nanyuan; it was a residential villa area, Gu Dezhong had once thought of buying a house there.

She didn’t remember Mu Shuoqian having real estate in Nanyuan.

The closer she got, the more restless and insecure her heart became. She knew she was seeking out pain, yet she stubbornly wanted to uncover the truth. Deep down, she was never willing to admit that Mu Shuoqian truly abandoned her. Were all those happy, sweet moments just lies?

He was clearly so good to her, like a mentor, her guiding light,

How could she not love a man like him, how could she easily give up on him?

With this reluctance, she still followed. Some things, you can only give up on after seeing with your own eyes, right?

Mu Shuoqian’s car entered Nanyuan Mansion and in the blink of an eye, it was out of sight.

Gu Qili was also about to enter, but the security guard came out from the guardhouse, waving at her: "Miss, are you a resident of the community?"

"I’m a friend of Mr. Mu in the car ahead." Gu Qili motioned forward, "He asked me to follow him, but I couldn’t keep up."

"Oh, you’re Mr. Mu’s friend, please wait." The security guard hurriedly lifted the bollard, giving her an enthusiastic wave, "Miss, please proceed slowly."

Even if she had nothing to do with the preceding car, he probably wouldn’t stop a Maybach anyway.

Gu Qili drove around the community and quickly spotted the 5277 parked in front of a mansion.

The car had just turned off, and Mu Shuoqian had not yet gotten out.

Soon, Yuan Yi stepped out of the driver’s seat, opened the rear door, and said something in a low voice.

Yuan Yi said, "The lady has followed us in."

"Hmm, I know." Mu Shuoqian didn’t rush to get out. Instead, he took out his phone to make a call.

Not long after hanging up the phone, the mansion’s door was pushed open from inside, and Zhou Xiaoyu, wearing a white silk pajama, appeared at the door. Seeing Mu Shuoqian, she immediately ran over with a smile in her eyes.

In her mind, Gu Qili had imagined countless times what this Xiaoyu might look like. Women probably naturally harbor curiosity and hostility towards their love rivals.

Indeed, she was quite pretty, with a good figure, smiling especially sweetly.

Mu Shuoqian said she bore some resemblance to him, but she couldn’t see it at all. In her eyes, she was Xiaoyu, nothing to do with her.

Not until he was sure that Gu Qili outside could no longer see them, he flung Zhou Xiaoyu aside and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door, leaning against the wall, and vomited into the toilet.

He vomited for a long time, not stopping until his stomach had emptied itself into mere acid water.

He looked up at his reflection in the mirror, his face pale, his gaze lifeless, his eyes rimmed with ripples due to the severe vomiting.

He gave a wry smile, took off all his clothing, and dropped them into the trash bin beside him, then turned on the shower, allowing the icy water to drench his body.

Apart from her, he truly couldn’t touch anyone else.

"Young Master Qian, are you alright?" Zhou Xiaoyu asked worriedly from outside. Mu Shuoqian had now been inside for a full five hours. Who takes a bath for five hours?

Now only the two of them were in the mansion, and she knew she no longer had to pretend. But Mu Shuoqian wasn’t coming out, so she was somewhat concerned.

"Young Master Qian, Young Master Qian." Zhou Xiaoyu knocked on the bathroom door.

"I’m fine." It was a long while before Mu Shuoqian’s voice came from inside, "You go to sleep."

"Oh, then you should also sleep early."

Zhou Xiaoyu ascended the stairs back to the second-floor bedroom. Because of Mu Shuoqian’s quirks, the stairway split in two, one part leading to the left half of the second floor, the other to the right half. She could only live in the right half; everything in the left half was off-limits to her...

Thunder rumbled outside, rain in Aus City always arrived suddenly and fiercely. Zhou Xiaoyu walked to the window to close it and inadvertently glanced out. Not far away was a black Maybach. She had noticed that car three hours ago, but so much time had passed, and it was still in the same spot. Inside sat a girl, whether from heartache or exhaustion, she had been leaning over the steering wheel the entire time.

The rain grew heavier, the front windshield of the car was covered in raindrops, blurring the girl’s figure more and more.

Gu Qili had no idea how long she had been parked there. From the moment Mu Shuoqian entered the house, she sat motionless.

She mocked her own folly, knowing he was here for a date with Xiaoyu, yet she shamefully followed him here.

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