Chapter 275
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks and greenapple
“Han Qilu!” Basa Li is very unhappy . Han Qilu isn’t worried about her, and instead, his contemptuous expression explicitly shows what he means!
Raising his head from the magazine he’s reading, Han Qilu casually asks, “What?”
“I… “ She wants to say something, but finds herself stumped . Whenever Han Qilu looks at her, she is rendered speechless . He’s too handsome . The contour of his face makes a person unable to help but look into his deep, dark eyes . His aquiline nose accentuates his attractive profile . How can a man look so good?
“The girls I hate the most are those who salivate in front of me . ” Han Qilu looks away and secures his gaze at An Chuxia . “Of course, that doesn’t include some people . ”
An Chuxia pretends not to hear him . She looks outside the window, tracing the air with her fingers . But only she knows how fast her heart is jumping . It might as well burst from her chest .
Basa Li is very unhappy, but gratefully, the car suddenly stops . She can see the Han gate through the window .
A person opens the tall iron gate . The car slowly drives through the open doors until it comes to a complete stop, ten meters away from the front door . Basa Li quickly opens the door and walks out of the car . She leaves, afraid of doing something impulsive . She doesn’t want to give Han Qilu a bad impression of her .
But what she doesn’t know is that Han Qilu loathes her existence . He is disgusted by her arrival, since he’s just recently gotten comfortable with An Chuxia . But one can guess how the story will change .
Punctually, steward Han leaves . An Chuxia presses the END key on the game on her phone . Han Qilu still continues to sit, reading his magazine . Moving her pink lips, she eventually tells him to get out .
With eyes withdrawn, she restrains herself . An Chuxia puts her phone in her pocket, and readies herself to open the door herself . However, his left hand seizes her hand at the door . He drops his magazine in the process .
“You… . ” She looks at Han Qilu quizzically . His eyes look at her softly, and her gaze suddenly renders her weak .
“Sorry . ” He looks embarrassed . As the dignified prospective Han Group heir, he has never given in to modesty . But only she, An Chuxia, once again, is the exception .
His apology leaves her confused . “What do you mean?” She doesn’t understand his connotation . If he’s apologizing for dropping the car magazine, it really has nothing to do with her . However, she says thank you .
“I mean earlier, at the school gate . I was angry at you . I’m sorry . ” He curls his lip . “I want you to know because I care about you, so it… . ”
“Enough,” she interrupts Han Qilu before he finishes . “I said it before… but now, us… it’s impossible . ”
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