What Does One Eat
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by greenapple
“Is this why you’re avoiding me?” Han Qilu laughs with his eyes. An Chuxia may have said very little, but he grasps what she means… An Chuxia is in love with him.
An Chuxia’s mouth twitches, and she slyly laughs. “Not just about this, but because sometimes, you really make people… unable to stand it! For example, yesterday evening, I was locked in the toilet and I didn’t know if I was going to die there, okay?”
Han Qilu admits it. His character is changing. He believed at one point that no one can change in a short period
of time. But last night.. he didn’t want her in that situation.
His resentment [after taboo] is obviously a mistake, but he didn’t want to explain. For him, the past is the past. There’s nothing to explain. He really can’t seem to let go of An Chuxia. Like Xiang Mankuai, he never felt them fit. Later, he realized that the reason for his obsession is because they never reconciled.
Seeing how Han Qilu is silent, An Chuxia doesn’t proceed. He is still looking out of the window. She’s decided to wait until the bell rings after self-study, and go directly into the office, and explain why she didn’t finish
finish yesterday’s test, and inquire about the class’ score… No.
“Can you forget about last night?” Han Qilu’s brow ruffles. “I hope you can forgive Basa Li.”
“Forgive?” For once, she managed to talk calmly with Han Qilu, but it seems like it’s wasted time. Hearing Basa Li angers her. She stands up and slams the table. “You know, I was never bullied in Fuxing High School. You can go there and ask about who’s the bully?! I was locked in the toilet… what a joke. The person I was would’ve blown her head!”
Han Qilu doesn’t know the An Chuxia of the past. The nickname, ‘tyrant wolf-sister’ explains everything. For now… An Chuxia
An Chuxia looks so quiet. Maybe it’s because she’s dependent on others, especially after her mother’s death, which created a significant blow. Once something annoys her, she’ll bury it deep until it explodes.
“The collaboration [between our families’ companies] will be fully implemented by next week. Now is a crucial time,” Han Qilu says and indifferently explains why he is talking nicely to Basa Li. He then lifts an eyebrow and asks, “An Chuxia, you’re suddenly fiery not because you’re jealous, right?”
Poof! God bless, her mouth isn’t filled with coffee. Otherwise, Han Qilu would have met the same fate as Meng Xiaonan!
“Don’t deny it. It’s written all over your face.” Han your face.” Han Qilu says. An Chuxia thinks whether his eyebrows should be cramping by now.
Today’s weather is sunny and good. The scenery is good everywhere… An Chuxia sings to herself as she silently adjusts her mood.
“Since you won’t promise to be my girlfriend, I want you to manage the basketball club.” Han Qilu continues to raise his eyebrow. “You have to choose one. Personally, I would prefer you choose the first option.”
Girlfriend or basketball club manager… Can anyone tell her what the connection is between the two when there’s nothing between them?
“What’s that?” She plays the fool. “What does one eat as a basketball club manager?”