oodbye
Translated by newbienoona
Edited, and proofread by greenapple
TL notes:
gaoci (告辞)- to say good-bye or to take one’s leave
rihou (日后)- sometime or someday
“Oh,” Assistant Ding says, stunned. “I don’t know what to make of your statement. Do you really think President Han is willing to sell to outsiders?”
“Don’t worry,” she replies as she sips her tea as she stares at Assistant Ding. His eyes are distant. “This is a question you shouldn’t ask me. You ought to know what’s going on, right? Disposing of a Lamborghini can only do so much. It’s only in good taste if you’re able to take advantage of the situation.”
Ding Ning smiles at An Chuxia as he
takes a business card from his breast pocket. He hand it to her. “What do you want me to do with this business card?”
“I appreciate your perception. Indeed, we can do it. However, I just want to show that we are willing to compete, and we are determined to make the purchase. This is my business card. I mean… if I can be of service to you, please don’t hesitate to call me.”
A light flashes in Ding Ning’s eyes. He finishes his drink before getting up. “The milk tea in this shop is good.”
She can’t help but cover her mouth while laughing. “Assistant Ding, you’ve not had this tea before?”
He raises
raises his finger and points at his own heart. “I feel it here… I bid you goodbye. It’s been a pleasure to meet with you. I hope we see each other again.”
She stands up and forces a smile, despite being stilted. “Well, good-bye, Assistant Ding.”
“We’ll definitely meet again.” Ding Ning looks at her deeply before taking his leave. Once she sees him out of her sight, she squarely sits on her behind, panting heavily. Talking to the foreigner in Chinese is exhausting!
How good is this guy’s Chinese? “Gaoci”, “rihou”. His words were good enough to convey what he wants! She had no choice but to let him speak.
Steward Han enters the tea
the tea shop and approaches An Chuxia. In his arms are the gifts. He asks tentatively, “Madame, do you want to take these presents home or do you want me to discard them?”
“Discard?” An Chuxia stands up. “How can you just throw it away? Look at the packages. Whatever is inside has to be expensive. We shouldn’t let it go to waste. That’s why… Steward Han, please return these and give the money to me.”
Steward Han bows and replies, “Yes, madame. Shall we head back?”
She nods and walks out of the milk tea shop. She stares at the still-warm cup in her hand and throws it in the trash can on the side on the side of the street. Then, she sits in the car.
Hey, I slept with Master Han Qilu. Somehow, Lila’s words reverberate in her head as they head back to the mansion. A sudden burst of pain radiates through her chest. She clutches her chest. Her face fills with sadness. As soon as the car stops, she exits the car quickly and vomits on the side of the driveway.
Steward Han looks at her with a pained expression. He asks a servant for a tissue and to get a cup of hot water to be brought to her. He says worriedly, “Madame, what’s wrong? It’s my fault. I drove the car too quickly… .”
“Ahhh!”