She lifts her gaze and points with her lips. “She was holding your hand a moment ago so I slapped her in the face. I hate her touching you.”
It’s fascinating to hear An Chuxia say such words that’s unbecoming of her. For a moment, he drops the cold facade and smiles. Without preamble, he steps away from Lila and wraps his arms around An Chuxia. “In the future, you can’t say you hate me, or something to that manner. Otherwise… I won’t forgive you.”
“Then you’re not allowed to have any other woman touch you again. Also, I
want you to have the Milestone Hotel presidential suite disinfected right now!” She stares at Qilu. She was given an inch and she takes a yard. But he’s not angry. Instead, he smiles and pats her head.
Ding Ning is shocked as he witnesses Han Qilu’s gentle nature. As he recalls, he and Han Qilu share similar contacts despite their paths not crossing, with the exception of the few KTV parties they attended. What he’s seeing is quite profound. Han Qilu is never kind to girls.
At least, his eyes shouldn’t show this much tenderness… It looks like this young madame would
would provide good opportunities for them… .
“Young master Qilu, the paperwork for the car is completed. You may take the vehicle,” Ding Ning says. “Young madame, my staff has offended you a moment ago. But I ask you for your forgiveness.”
Lila, who has been forgotten, spits out blood. She was about to say she didn’t care but Han Qilu speaks up with a solemn look on his face. “She was upset at my fiancee. Assistant Ding, do you need me to tell you what to do?”
With a slight chill, Ding Ning says, “I know what to do.”
“No!” Lila turns
Lila turns pale with fright while her lips start trembling. Han Qilu used to be hers. How is this woman able to win him entirely over with a few words? I’m not giving up willingly. I won’t give in to her that easily!
Staggering, she rushes and kneels in front of Han Qilu. An Chuxia clearly sees Lila’s knees hit hard on the ground. Although the sound wasn’t loud, it resonated in her heart. Knowing Han Qilu, it is entirely possible he’ll let Lila die without a burial. That would be inconsiderate… But should she be considerate?
“Young master Qilu, I ask you I ask you to forgive me! I didn’t know this woman… .” Words have not been spoken. Han Qilu shoves her to the ground, leaving her to tumble down the marble steps. She knocks her head and blood runs down her face.
Frowning in panic, An Chuxia sees Lila’s fear. This happened because of her.
“Han Qilu, she didn’t do anything to you and I’ve already slapped her,” she pleads. He looks at her momentarily without speaking. It took him a while to digest her words.
Lila’s expression is already filled with disdain. Her shoulders, trembling, the fire in her eyes ignite… .