Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
"I won't get married. I got late stage cancer." Xiao Mingyuan sighs heavily and reluctantly at Xiao Mingluo.
Xiao Mingluo's face changes and smiles. "Ge, are you kidding me?"
With forced footsteps, Xiao Mingyuan moves forward and reaches out to touch his hair. His thick hair is a wig, and once he removes it, the only thing exposed is his bald head. Xiao Mingluo's heart tightens. His lips move, but no words spill.
Mingyuan smiles wanly. "I have been jealous of you for more than 20 years. You have been given the inheritance by doing nothing. That's what I thought until now. Now, I understand that you deserve it because your heart is in the right place. This is probably what the elders saw and understood."
"Gege… ." Xiao Mingluo shakes his head, a tear slides down his perfect face.
"The doctor said I'm running out of time. I just hoped to say "I'm sorry" to you who has been constantly supporting me. Will you forgive me, Mingluo?" He laughs, yet tears start falling simultaneously.
Mingyuan used to be completely blinded by power. But now, he can finally let go of everything. If this is his fate, then no one should be blamed, let alone his younger brother. He can only blame himself.
"Gege!!!" Xiao Mingluo steps forward and hugs Mingyuan. He has never been so close to his brother's heart.
Time passes so quickly… .
Inside the black Bentley
"Sure enough, my An Chuxia is the most beautiful!" Jiang Yuan looks at An Chuxia with satisfaction. Her big eyes are rimmed with eyeliner, and her green eyeshadow matches her low-cut evening dress. The white gold necklace sparkles on her neck, making her look so noble.
Even Jiang Yuan can't help but notice.
"Mommy, don't say it. I'm self-conscious as it is." An Chuxia says calmly, despite being surprised at her own reflection.
"I'm being honest!" Jiang Yuan's voice falls as the car stops.
They both get out of the car outside the establishment. A red carpet leads them in. Trying to ignore the looks shot their way, An Chuxia and Jiang Yuan walk to the party, and onto the dance floor.
"Madam, it's our pleasure to have you here." The headmaster reaches out and shakes hands with Jiang Yuan. After a beat, the topic turns to An Chuxia.
"I wonder if the news on the paper a few days ago is true? The newspaper stated that the future Han matriarch will be someone else other than… ."
"Paradoxes. We are the Hans, and the only future matriarch is Chuxia," Jiang Yuan quickly interrupts the headmaster. "Is it almost time? I will go and prepare my speech and take care of things in the process."
"Please… ." The headmaster naturally doesn't dare contradict her as he walks Jiang Yuan to the center of the dance floor. The spotlight is adjusted, and the noisy room quickly becomes quiet.
"Good evening, everyone. I am Stein College's director… ."
Jiang Yuan introduces herself and takes charge of the microphone. With her Han persona, she is completely different. An Chuxia is rendered speechless.
"An Chuxia." Nangong Zifei's voice comes from behind…CHAPTER 400 As Long As It's You, I Don't Mind…
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
"It's you, man." An Chuxia's eyes are a bit dodgy. She has asked Xiao Mingluo to investigate him secretly, and now she regrets it. After all, it's not nice to investigate other people.
Nangong Zifei doesn't nod, but his eyes pin hers without hesitation. "An Chuxia, don't you like me?"
An Chuxia looks at him strangely and is flabbergasted. Her eyes widen as she looks at him.
"If you hate me," Nangong Zifei's looks away from her. "I can return to the United States immediately so you don't have to see me."
She is relieved to hear him say so as he made the statement. She actually thought that it would be nice to be welcomed [in a new place], and friends with good intentions did that.
She shakes her head slightly, and smiles awkwardly. "How can I not like you? You're handsome."
He doesn't respond, but his Adam's apple bobs up and down. "Can we talk somewhere else?"
An Chuxia sees they are surrounded by many people. While she studies the scenario, she speculates that he probably misunderstood their relationship. Pulling her gaze back, she nods her head. "Well, this isn't really the place to talk."
Moreover, Jiang Yuan is talking about the history of the college, and it's estimated that the opening ceremony is supposed to last for a while. She looks at Nangong Zifei who wants to head out. Stein at night is extraordinarily lonely. She thinks of the night she was locked in the girls' toilet not too long ago.
In short, her life has changed dramatically since arriving at this school.
Till this moment, she doesn't know whether she should laugh or cry.
"No, I don't hate you. It's true!" They walk to a relatively secluded place, and the only sound that's clear is An Chuxia's voice.
Nangong Zifei nods. "Yeah."
His facial expression remains neutral. Sporting a black suit, he looks like an oppressive king. In fact, prior to An Chuxia's arrival, the headmaster has introduced him onstage as a returned [native] from the United States.
By the time An Chuxia arrived, he has received no less than a hundred love letters. All of them were thrown in the trash the moment he received them.
For him, he doesn't want garbage. What he wants is to destroy the world.
"No, I'm just very odd. Why did you suddenly decide to enroll here to study?" An Chuxia's tone is an enigma.
"Because… ." Nangong Zifei still looks away. "I was born in the US. I have been to China several times and liked it. I heard this school is good, so I came."
If there's one thing he can't do, it's to tell her the truth. An Chuxia nods. "So, let's go back."
Maybe she's really overanalyzing things. In fact, she thought he came to Stein because of her. That would bring trouble. It's not that she didn't want him to come. That would make her narcissistic. She really should slap herself on the face.
An Chuxia bites her lower lip as she stretches out her hand to Nangong Zifei. But as she is about to touch his hand, she withdraws hers and puts her hand behind her. "Sorry, I forgot you don't like people touching you."
"As long as it's you, I don't mind."