CHAPTER 3
Han Qilu’s Fiancée
The next day, An Chuxia sits calmly at the table, leisurely eating breakfast.
“Did you sleep well last night, An Chuxia?” Master Han asks. He knows the rooms are well insulated, and what transpired between them last night remains their secret.
She nods slightly. Her eyes try to hide her reaction to last night’s events. She’s confused as to whether her heart is pounding because she’s recalling her first kiss bitterly stolen by Han Qilu, or the fact he looks good wearing a white Stein Royal College uniform.
She has to admit that when he is quiet, he is quite the prince.
As he bows his head, she breaks her gaze. They earnestly eat their breakfast. For the first
time, she wears the white Stein Royal College uniform. The style is okay, but the skirt … mother of God, the skirt is short and pitiful. The moment she bends, her bottom is exposed. Stunned, she spent ten minutes adapting to her uniform.
It is a small sacrifice. After all, Stein College has first-class teachers. For her, attending this school is considered ancestral merit.
“Oh, how can she wear our school uniform?” Han Qilu asks unhappily. He thought that Monday, he would finally rid of her. Unfortunately, luck is not on his side.
Blankly, An Chuxia faces Qilu and says, “My brother, don’t worry. I won’t be one of your school girls, so please, don’t worry about me.”
She slaps on a friendly smile.
smile. That should put him in his place!
“There’s one small problem, An Chuxia… I told your Uncle Han last night about your situation and he decided on one thing,” Jiang Yuan says hesitantly. “Han Qilu, you, too, have to listen well!”
Han Qilu obediently sits down at the table, and dares not to intervene. If there is one thing he is most afraid of, it’s the presence of his father, Han Liuhai.
Han Liuhai takes the napkin handed to him by the maid. He wipes his mouth and says with absolute certainty, “ Your aunt and I decided to enroll you at the school as Han Qilu’s fiancée.”
“What?!” Both An Chuxia and Han Qilu exclaim. Though both are shocked, Han Qilu’s voice is
voice is also mixed with a trace of anger.
He knew this woman is absolute trouble!
“Chuxia, don’t be in a hurry. This is for your best interest. You see, ah, if Han Qilu suddenly has a sister, rumors will spread and your identity won’t be kept private. We want everyone to know that you are a proper woman, and as Qilu’s fiancée, you can attend school peacefully.”
Jiang Yuan’s aggravation is evident, leaving An Chuxia unable to do anything but accept the farce.
An Chuxia tries to understand Aunt Yuan’s situation and the promise she made on the day her mother died. Chuxia didn’t want to cry in front of her, but she felt utterly abandoned. However, Jiang Yuan took her in and protected her and protected her like she was her own child.
She recalls the day she arrived at the Han property. Their flowerbed is probably bigger than her room but all she could feel at that time was… broken. She did not feel the kindness. But in the end….
“Auntie, is there no other way?” she asks Jiang Yuan seriously before putting down the chopsticks. Chuxia asks herself, is there is no other way to be enrolled?
But she doesn’t want to lose the opportunity to attend Stein College.
“Do not insist, An Chuxia. Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking!” He can’t stand An Chuxia’s seemingly innocent expression. Han Qilu stands up and says, “I cannot pretend to be your fiancé! “