Chapter 363
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
It seems like the room lights up as Mankuai walks into the living room . She sits on the sofa like she’s done it before . Steward Han kneels in front of her, treating her wound .
“Hey!” Mankuai hisses . “Steward Han, can’t you be more careful? I didn’t skin my knees by falling off my bike . You need to rub the medicine like you were cleaning leather . That way, I’d feel better by now . ”
An Chuxia may be stupid, but she knows Mankuai is deliberately trying to warn her off . An Chuxia couldn’t care less about her intention, but she couldn’t help but seethe . Although Mankuai still smiles brightly at her, her eyes say something deeper . The change in Mankuai’s gaze is subtle .
The fox’s mouth smugly curls . “What’s your name?”
An Chuxia notices Han Qilu isn’t in the living room . An Chuxia smiles and walks to the sofa opposite of Mankuai . The medicine being applied stings An Chuxia’s nose, making her feel nauseated .
“My name? It’s Chuxia . An Chuxia . ” She raises an eyebrow . “You’re friends with Han Qilu? How come I never heard him mention you?”
Mankuai’s lips raise . “I’m telling Qilu… ah!” She grumbles, her splotched face turns pale .
“Sorry, Miss Mankuai . My hand was a little heavy . ” Steward Han apologizes as he stands up . “The medicine is already good, but it will sting . It will take a few days to heal . ”
An Chuxia knew steward Han was being deliberate, he didn’t want Mankuai to proceed .
“Call your agent and ask her if she’s close by . ” She didn’t know which room Han Qilu came out of but he has changed to a light blue set of pajamas, similar to the set An Chuxia is wearing .
An Chuxia didn’t notice this, but Mankuai did . She glances at An Chuxia, then back at Han Qilu . Calmly, she says, “Qilu, I think black clothes look better on you . ”
“It would be too boring to constantly wear black . Call her . ” Han Qilu doesn’t want to talk to her anymore . He walks over to An Chuxia and sits next to her . “Look at you, you’re such a mess . Go and wash your hands . They’re oily, like a pig’s trotter . ”
Han Qilu is frowning when he scolded her . But there’s no disgust in his gaze, it’s more like a soft caress .
An Chuxia feels uncomfortable looking at Han Qilu, so she gets up . Out of the corner of her eye, she looks at Mankuai; it makes her more resolute not to wash her hands . She looks at her “pig trotter” hands and grabs Han Qilu’s collar . “You call me a pig?”
Han Qilu’s newly-worn pajamas are covered with greasy hand prints . He looks deeply into her eyes before he smiles at her . “You let a foreigner in when I told you not to . You don’t really listen to your husband’s words, even when I tell you to wash your hands . Hahaha . ”
Hearing these words make An Chuxia giddy . She looks back at Mankuai from her periphery before taking the phone from her hand . She trembled a bit before walking away, singing, “My love is as wide as the sky… . ”
Steward Han packs up the first aid kit and acknowledges the young master’s attitude . He is satisfied that the young master has moved on from Mankuai .
As the butler walks out of the room, he looks over at Mankuai as she says to Han Qilu, “Are you deliberately being obstinate?”
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