Chapter 290 - 270: Young Master Qian, Stay Calm - The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship - NovelsTime

The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship

Chapter 290 - 270: Young Master Qian, Stay Calm

Author: Yata Road
updatedAt: 2025-08-04

CHAPTER 290: CHAPTER 270: YOUNG MASTER QIAN, STAY CALM

Tang Tianyou and Gu Qili each sat on one side of the sofa, with the TV on, both watching it. They chatted and occasionally laughed out loud due to some interesting scenes on the TV.

In the meantime, he changed the ice pack for her injured foot once again, and under his meticulous care, the swelling had somewhat subsided.

He then cut some watermelon, and each of them held a piece and ate leisurely.

He enjoyed this rare serene moment, something he hadn’t even dared to dream about before.

He really wanted to ask her what exactly had happened with Mu Shuoqian, but seeing her frequently spaced out and distracted,

he should have been happy, as her potential breakup with Mu Shuoqian meant he might have a chance, yet seeing her forcing a smile,

this contradiction in emotions continued to entangle him.

"I’ll go check if the clothes have dried?" Tang Tianyou threw the watermelon rind in the trash can, stood up and headed to the balcony, but he detoured to the bathroom along the way.

The summer sun was particularly fierce, and the material of the T-shirt was good, so it didn’t take long for them to dry.

Thus, Tang Tianyou picked up a spray bottle and vigorously sprayed water on the clothes until they were completely soaked again, then folded them and came back contentedly.

"They’re not dry yet." He sat back on the sofa with a calm face, "I saw some potatoes in your fridge, I’ll cook shredded potatoes for you."

"Do you have something else tonight? If you’re busy, you can go ahead, I can manage on my own," Gu Qili thought he wanted to cook for her because her foot was inconvenient.

"It’s fine." Nothing is more important than her matters, "Keep watching TV, I’ll call you when the meal is ready."

Tang Tianyou couldn’t cook at all, but this excuse allowed him to stay a few more hours here, thus he purposefully went ahead, took two potatoes from the fridge, and started slicing them with pretense.

Hearing the busy sounds in the kitchen, Gu Qili still felt uneasy. She hopped to the kitchen door on her uninjured foot and exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Tang Tianyou with a kitchen knife: "Tang Tianyou, why aren’t you peeling the potatoes?"

Tang Tianyou’s potato strips, rather than shreds, were halfway done when he blinked after her shout,

Gu Qili was frustrated and hopped up to him: "Of course, you need to peel them first, otherwise the texture will be weird when eating. It’s obvious you can’t cook, what are you trying to prove?"

Tang Tianyou was exposed and his cheeks reddened, he scratched his short hair and momentarily couldn’t think of any excuse.

However, Gu Qili didn’t blame him, nor did she notice his small schemes, but handed him a peeler instead: "Peel first, then I’ll teach you how to do it?"

"You’ll teach me?" Tang Tianyou was surprised, this surprise came far too suddenly. Was she going to teach him how to make shredded potatoes by hand?

In his mind he couldn’t help but visualize the scene, her arms around his from behind, her hands on his, her breath fresh like an orchid, and then, he accidentally cut his hand,

"Tang Tianyou." Gu Qili’s voice abruptly brought him back to reality, he hurriedly took the peeler seriously, "I’ll peel."

It turns out his daydream didn’t come true. Gu Qili simply stood by giving verbal instructions, occasionally giving him a demonstration, and his intentional strategy of cutting his hand was nipped in the bud as she put a cut-proof sleeve on his fingers, worried he might hurt his hand first time cooking.

Tang Tianyou secretly twitched his mouth, was it necessary to be so well-prepared? He just wanted to cut his hand a little.

Under Gu Qili’s guidance, Tang Tianyou finally cooked a dish properly, and mixed yesterday’s leftover rice with eggs to make fried rice. Thus, the two of them managed to have dinner.

It got dark, and Tang Tianyou finally took his laundry back in. If it wasn’t dry by now, it’d be unbelievable.

"Yes, I’m a beginner, just started recently."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qili suddenly felt a sense of superiority of an old player, proactively offering to impart her experience.

Tang kept playing until ten, and Tang Tianyou’s phone ran out of battery.

Mu Shuoqian’s car was still parked downstairs, he stared at the fourth-floor window with its lights on, almost boring holes into it, his eyes sparking with fury.

Yuan Yi had already taken a nap, and just as he was about to doze off again he heard Mu Shuoqian’s sinister voice: "You go down first."

Blinking in confusion, Yuan Yi pushed open the car door and walked towards the flowerbeds aside.

Mu Shuoqian opened the car door to the driver’s seat, twisted the key and started the engine, then he reversed the car a bit, and started revving the engine while staying in place.

Feeling that something terrible was about to happen, Yuan Yi anxiously shouted, "Young Master Qian, calm down."

Perhaps those words had an effect, Mu Shuoqian’s sudden forward rush slowed down, but due to the short distance,

a loud crash followed, and the upstairs Tang Tianyou opened the window, looked down and frowned: "It seems like it’s my car."

After his Range Rover was totaled in a previous accident, he bought an identical one. Unexpectedly, it got hit again in less than a couple of months.

Gu Qili jumped and hobbled over upon hearing Tang Tianyou’s voice, looking downward along his line of sight, she caught a glimpse of a black Mercedes disappearing into the night. The car was moving too fast, she didn’t catch the full license plate, but she remembered the last two digits were 21.

"You better go check it out quickly." Gu Qili urged him.

The car was smashed, but Tang Tianyou didn’t care about the car itself; he was rather distressed that the little time he could have spent with her was now forcibly cut short.

"Then I’ll go take a look, and I’ll come back tomorrow to bring you the sprain medicine. Remember, you absolutely must not rub it yourself; the more you rub, the worse it gets."

"I can buy the medicine myself, don’t bother."

"It’s fine, the medicine I have is a family heirloom, specifically for sprains and bruises; you can’t find it anywhere else."

Seeing his earnest expression, Gu Qili couldn’t help but laugh: "Is your family a three-generation lineage of running a medical clinic?"

Tang Tianyou chuckled awkwardly: "Well, I’m going now."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." He stood at the doorway, seemingly reluctant to close the door, dawdling and not willing to leave, Gu Qili thought he had more to say, her beautiful eyes waiting expectantly for his next words.

"It’s nothing, goodbye."

"Hmm, goodbye."

"Goodbye." He said his third goodbye of the evening.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Finally, Gu Qili pushed him on the shoulder: "You better hurry up and go, leaving the door open attracts mosquitoes."

Tang Tianyou squinted his eyes and winked at her: "I was just joking with you, this time it’s really goodbye."

Listening to his footsteps descending the staircase, Gu Qili finally closed the door.

She hopped to the window and looked down; Tang Tianyou’s car was severely damaged. The front of the car was severely pushed in. This area is inside a residential complex where any vehicle entering would slow down, judging by the damage to his car, the other car seemed to have been driving at full power deliberately hitting it. Would someone intentionally crash into such an expensive Range Rover?

Tang Tianyou’s car was severely damaged, and Mu Shuoqian’s car was not much better, with the front bumper completely broken.

Yuan Yi, trembling with fear, drove the broken car, still shaken by the incident that had just occurred. If he hadn’t spoken up in time, one could only imagine the force of the impact.

Young Master Qian was usually calm and collected, but he had lost his reason just then, and this action was indeed quite childish.

"Young Master Qian, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Mu Shuoqian gazed out the window, blood trailing down from his forehead, seemingly oblivious, lost in his thoughts.

Yet, he was clearly aware that he had pushed her away himself, he had long lost the right to be jealous, all of this was merely the consequences of his own actions.

"Consequences of my own actions." He muttered these words, as the neon lights outside swept across his handsome face, settling on the bitter smile at the corner of his lips.

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The next day, Tang Tianyou came to Perfume Bay to deliver the medicine, which turned out to be Red Flower Oil, commonly available in major pharmacies.

"You can apply a hot compress today." He brought over a basin of hot water from the bathroom, "Soaking your feet can help improve blood circulation."

Gu Qili watched as he attentively placed the basin by her feet and lifted her injured foot into the warm water,

She remembered the last time she had worn a new pair of shoes that chafed her feet raw, Mu Shuoqian had been just as careful, applying bandaids for her, even had someone buy a pair of flat shoes; such a meticulously attentive care, now recalling it feels like a fleeting, unreal dream.

"Qili, what’s wrong, why are your eyes red?" Tang Tianyou, squatting there, looked up and met her red eyes, immediately worried, he dipped his hand into the basin to check, "It’s not hot."

Gu Qili sniffed, shook her head, her voice warm as if suffused with mist: "Tang Tianyou."

"Hmm?" He sat close beside her, tilting his head, waiting for her next words.

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