Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
Chuxia realizes she’s been asleep. She raises her hand and rubs her eyes.
“An Chuxia, you’re awake? Are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable?” Grandfather Ling asks. Ling Hanyu quickly runs to her side, concerned about her condition.
She opens her eyes wide, recognizing Grandfather Ling’s voice. She looks around the room and remembers she’s currently residing at the Ling’s. But last time she was in this room, it looked darker. Now, it’s turned into a pink princess room!?! How extreme!
She finally sees Ling Hanyu. She shakes her head, slightly embarrassed. “I’m not uncomfortable, but
I… .”
She stops herself before finishing her sentence. Ling Hanyu wrinkles his brow, but still says, “Out with it. Don’t let me squeeze it out of you.”
He could’ve said it with more finesse, but she understood his intent. She bites her lip as she smiles. “I’m starving.”
The air around her suddenly solidifies. The only thing that can be heard is the gurgling of her stomach. Moments later, the old man laughs.
“Are you still sleepy? You’re ready to eat?” Ling Hanyu shakes his head, and tells the servants to prepare a meal. Luckily, he still thinks he owes her. He overestimated
overestimated her!
She feels satisfied after eating several bowls of noodles. Hanyu says to her that grandfather wants her to rest, and no one should bother her. The only one allowed to be in her pink princess room is the nurse who should replace her saline drip.
The woman is stingy with her words. She sits not too far from her, but she remains motionless. Half an hour later, An Chuxia yawns, and looks at the nurse. “Does that… .”
At this point, the woman reacts by standing up and saying, “Miss Chuxia, there’s nothing I can do.”
An Chuxia bites her lower lip, embarrassed.
lip, embarrassed. Then she asks, “How did I get back to the Ling residence?” As soon as she utters the words, her heart beats rapidly. It is crazy to think Han would come over to see her. Wasn’t this what her father did?
“Of course it was young master Hanyu,” the nurse says, puzzled. “I’ve changed your saline. Now, I’ll help you get some rest.”
An Chuxia looks at the hanging bottle. Almost as soon as the nurse inserted the needle, the lights in the room merge. Suddenly, she is plunged into darkness and silence.
She rolls over to change her sleeping position. She is position. She is sore from sleeping too much. She can’t get back to sleep.
Finally, she turns on the bedside lamp, and finds her phone on the nightstand. She doesn’t know what possessed her, but she dialed Han Qilu’s number.
Sometimes, TV and film script is useful. For example… she doesn’t remember the drama but it said: some things cannot really be explained by science.
-At the Hans-
Despite being rich, he doesn’t bother changing his ringtone. After several beeps, he answers his phone.
“Hello?” He has just fallen asleep and the phone wakes him up. He doesn’t bother glancing to see who’s calling him. “Who is it?”