Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
A dark, heavy line crosses in the back of An Chuxia’s head.
“Very good, but your response is a little slow. We have to make a more persistent effort later.” A dazed An Chuxia is still looking at Jiang Yuan when Han Qilu speaks. He smacks his lips in satisfaction before walking away.
“Xiao Xia!!!” Jiang Yuan hands her SDLR camera to steward Han before running to her. “Xiao Xia, is this your first kiss? This is your first kiss. Wow. I am really excited. I wanted to take photos of Batian eating and instead, I photographed you kissing. Ah ha ha ha… .”
Jiang Yuan stands there, laughing
alone. Chuxia reaches for her forehead and wipes away the cold sweat. “Ayi, I’m heading back to my room… .”
Upon hearing Chuxia, Jiang Yuan hurriedly pulls her and asks, “First, tell auntie how you feel about kissing him?”
“I… I… .” I didn’t feel…! Well, this will make ayi sad; she cannot endure the politeness. An Chuxia pulls out a sweet smile and says, “Han Qilu told me to meet him in his room. If I’m late, I’ll die without a burial ground.”
She lies. Again! After Han, how many more heartless deeds will she commit? It seems to be more than a few. Others may think this is nothing. She used to beat people frequently. They may have
have deserved their injuries since they made the first mistake. But now… she has ovvended Han Qilu N times, Mo Xinwei, once. She doesn’t know who’s incurring the next one… .
Damn it! She can’t think! Her heart’s split deep in several areas.
“Then go quickly! Also, what are you doing gawking? A girl should follow a boy she likes.” Jiang Yuan thinks she understands the issue and pats her on the shoulder.
Like an emperor who has pardoned the world with a sense of joy, An Chuxia quickly turns and runs toward Han Qilu. However… Jiang Yuan told her a moment ago “a girl should follow a boy she likes.” But Jiang Yuan hasn’t thought through whether Han Liuhai
Han Liuhai thinks it’s suitable.
“Where’s the young master?” she asks a servant who’s cleaning the windows An Chuxia pats her chest as she catches her breath.
“Probably went back to his room to sleep. He said he didn’t sleep well last night,” the maid looks at An Chuxia as she replies. In the maid’s eyes, Chuxia is the lady of the Han household.
“Steward Han, how are you going to hang the enlarged photo I took in the hall?” Back from the outside, Jiang Yuan broadcasts in the room. An Chuxia runs up the steps in cold sweat.
She’s going to hang the photo of them kissing in the hall? It might as well kill her to forget! But now isn’t the now isn’t the time to worry. She doesn’t want to hear Jiang Yuan asking her “how does the kiss feel?”
She’s more worried Jiang Yuan will come searching for her. Chuxia just wants to find Qilu and wait until Jiang Yuan forgets the whole matter.
She covertly opens and closes the bedroom door. Hearing silence, she assumes he’s asleep. Then, she turns and looks around. Han Qilu’s sitting in front of his computer, squinting at her.
“Hello. Look how clever you are… .” Chuxia lets out a hollow laugh, acutely aware of the awkward moment.
Who would’ve guessed he’d look away and taunt her as he manipulates the computer mouse. “This is my room. Aren’t I in here? Do you want… .”