Chapter 187
Translated, edited, and proofread by newbienoona
An Chuxia nods, agreeing without question . She casually takes the black dress into the bathroom, locking the door carefully behind her . She emerges a few minutes later, dressed . She cracks the door open only to witness a tired Han Qilu laying on the soft bed . Strange . Is he very tired?
If he’s really drunk, it might be why they’re at the hotel . She must thank him . Then, An Chuxia shakes her head . Forget it . If he’s so noble, he shouldn’t get a thank you for being angry, right? She quietly walks to his bedside . He has changed into white casual clothes . She gently sits on the bed . Her eyebrows knit, displeased .
This boy is a natural clotheshorse . He wears black shirts that can be considered old fashioned . But on him, it makes him look mature and of stable temperament… like black is his custom-made color . But since he’s wearing a white shirt, it contrasts his handsome, boyish look . He looks… angelic . Angelic? She can’t help but laugh at her thoughts .
The devil is a demon . How can he be an angel? She covers her mouth as she giggles . It is then when Han Qilu opens his eyes to see her giggling expression . With a serious expression, he asks, “Why are you laughing?”
Still smiling, An Chuxia answers, “Because… Han Qilu, how could you calmly lay in bed and sleep before a girl you’ve known for less than week? Aren’t you afraid she’d… strong jian you?”
Her satirical expression makes Han Qilu feel slightly irritated . He sits up and states, “If you’re willing to strong jian me, of course, I will not refuse . ” He provokes her with his raised eyebrow .
Sure enough, her face immediately turns fiery red . Grabbing the pillow next to her, she tries to pummel Han Qilu with it . “You’re such a rogue!”
Han Qilu easily evades the pillow . Stands up, he asks, “Are you really short on money?”
Her mouth partially opens in surprise . She wants to whack him with the pillow, but she abruptly stops . She sizes up menacing profile, but calms down quickly . How does he know she’s short on money? She is fully convinced what Han said about her being drunk is true . Otherwise, he couldn’t have known she’s short on money .
She stands in place serenely . Her facial features relax . “No one really feels they have enough money, but I don’t really need money… because there’s no need for me to use money in the first place . ”
He looks at Chuxia, soft and pure, flawless, yet, playful . Finally, he takes a step forward, reaches for her chin, and threatens, “Chuxia, before, I couldn’t wait for you to leave . Now, I don’t want to let you go . You can’t leave my side . Otherwise, I will make you pay dearly!”
His tough demeanor fills Chuxia with lust and anger . She wheezes as her chest rises and falls quickly . “How is this your business? What do you mean you don’t want to let me go and I can’t leave you? Who do you think you are, the emperor? I am An Chuxia . I am not a person you can manipulate . I will do what I want!”
“Are you?” He looks down on her but he can’t help but be afraid . An Chuxia swallows hard but calmly meets his cold eyes . “Yes . ”
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