Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease! - Chapter 288

Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Goddess of Ancient Era

The red and ember hues of the sunset sprinkled onto her, giving her the appearance of an ancient goddess .

She looked at the vast grass plains before her and suddenly an inexplicable feeling hit her, that this world was full of confusion . Her fingers were gripping Mu Gu’s two paintings tightly, even as her eyes looked far into the distant mountains . From afar, these mountains looked like they were connected to the sky .

If standing here allows her to look straight into another world, how wonderful would that be . This way, she’d be able to see Dongfang Xuan’s situation after her death .

She had thought that after he bestowed her with three feet white silk, nothing but hate remained . However, when she heard what Mu Gu said, towards Mu Gu, she did not feel any hate .

No more hate… and she no longer wanted to feel hatred . Insisting on dragging the karma of a past life onto Mu Gu, it was too cruel for him . Regardless, whether he was Dongfang Xuan’s reincarnation – or her brother – those were things of her past life .

He was right . In this life, she’s Gu Yanhao’s wife . Mrs . Gu .

…

When Mu Gu was discharged from the hospital, the housekeeper came to pick him .

The car stopped in front of the little western-styled villa . The moment Mu Gu got out from the car, he saw Song Wuyou standing on the roof . With the sunset rays on her, long hair fluttering lightly in the breeze, as did her long white dress, stirrings of pain stabbed at Mu Gu’s heart .

He stood there, watching her as if there were a thousand years of time in that single glance .

Song Wuyou gradually retrieved her gaze, lowering her eyes to look at Mu Gu below . When their gazes met, Song Wuyou frowned slightly though her mind was calm . It was Mu Gu who felt an urge to cry . Complex emotions swirled in his eyes . At this very moment it felt as if he was the Cowherd and she was the Weaver Girl . They can never be together .

A short while later, the corner of his lips stretched into a gentle smile for Song Wuyou, and Song Wuyou returned him an alluring smile .

The housekeeper standing behind Mu Gu dazed for a second as if seeing a descended goddess .

Song Wuyou turned around, heading down .

Mu Gu lifted his foot, stepping in .

Both of them met in the living room .

“These two paintings are really beautiful, can you give them to me?” Song Wuyou stood in front of Mu Gu with a soft smile on her face, looking at him .

Mu Gu nodded, “For you, as a souvenir . ”

“Thank you . Oh, right . I’d like to go back tomorrow . ”

Despite the forlornness in his heart, Mu Gu nodded with a smile on his face, “It’s good, lest Ah Hao worries too much . ” Then he turned to the housekeeper, “Go prepare an urn of kumis for Wuyou to bring back for Ah Hao . ”

“Yes, Young Master Mu Gu . ”

Song Wuyou wore a faint smile on her face . Seeing Mu Gu being so considerate towards Gu Yanhao, she was happy for him .

“Miss, Young Master Mu Gu, the meal is ready,” Xu Jing announced as she walked out from the kitchen .

Mu Gu smiled, “Let’s eat, then have an early rest . You can return earlier tomorrow . ”

After the meal,Song Wuyou went riding, taking a lap around the ranch, whereas Mu Gu locked himself inside his room, drawing . It was a painting of a woman in a long white dress standing proudly on a peak, her long hair and dress fluttering in the wind, holding a long flute in her hand .

At a closer look, the woman in the picture resembled Song Wuyou as she stood on the second floor, right down to her temperament . Only, the woman in the painting wore a veil covering her face, leaving only a pair of bright clear eyes with sadness and melancholy in them, staring into the horizon, missing her beloved…

Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door .

“Come in . ” Thinking it was Song Wuyou, Mu Gu quickly hid the drawing in his hands .

The door opened and the housekeeper walked in .

“Young Master, both wine and dried lamb jerky are prepared in the living room . ” The housekeeper said .

“En . ” Mu Gu simply grunted . A slight pause later, he ordered: “Get in touch with the company that made the Fish leaping Over Dragon Gate sculpture . ”

The housekeeper dazed for a second, “Young Master, you want to remake the Fish Leaping Over Dragon Gate?”

“No,” Mu Gu looked down at the painting between his hands, “A different sculpture . ”

“Okay, I will contact them now . ”

…

M City .

Gu Yanhao was in meetings until 9 o’clock at night, and had yet to eat dinner . After the meetings ended he went to a western restaurant near the Gu Building and ordered a steak and a glass of milk .

When the steak was served, he cut it with a dark gloomy expression on his face as his eyes repeatedly glanced at the silent mobile .

It has been two days, yet Song Wuyou didn’t even call him once or even send him a text!”