Chapter 411
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
Han Qilu’s lips move like they’re about to say something . Then, he decides against it . He just clamps his mouth shut as he turns his head toward the window . His expression isn’t as stiff, his anger has calmed down a bit .
An Chuxia shrugs before reaching for the chip in the bag .
“Be a bit more quiet!” Han Qilu turns his head to her and frowns . “Other people might want to sleep even if you don’t . ”
Who is he referring to? An Chuxia looks around the quiet bus . Everyone is holding their breath, afraid of making a sound . They… don’t seem to want to be asleep .
“Han Qilu~ . ” An Chuxia is about to argue when he reaches out for a chip and shoves it in his mouth .
“Come on . Let’s eat together . ”
“Hey! Don’t be stupid! -_-”
Han Qilu shoves a mouthful of chips, sprinkling some on the floor .
This annoying boy! An Chuxia grits her teeth as she prepares to educate the young master about the sins of wasting food when the bus suddenly breaks hard . For that moment, a few students tumble from their seats . =_=^
With fast reflexes, Han Qilu quickly pulls An Chuxia in his arms . They both tumble from inertia .
An Chuxia mourns the snack bag . The wonderful chips are now scattered on the floor .
“What happened?”
Han Qilu’s tone isn’t pleased, and the driver is aware . The driver hurriedly explains that the sudden halt is caused by the cars parked on the road . As soon as the driver finishes his explanation, the doors to the parked car suddenly open . Several people come out of the car and walk toward the bus . He recalls that these cars look similar to the ones An Chuxia was driven in not too long ago .
“They dare stop our bus, young master Qilu . We will smash their vehicle!” The boys roll up their sleeves, prepping for a fight .
Han Qilu remains silent . He squints at the men standing in front of the car . They seem to be saying something, but because of the running engine, he can’t hear what they’re saying . At the end, he turns his eyes to the black Q8’s window . Murderous eyes flash for a moment .
“Open the door and let them in . ” Han Qilu goes back to his seat, looking upset .
“Well, young master Qilu . We will rush… . ” The boy suddenly says before realizing what the young master has just said . He allowed them to enter the bus instead of letting them get off to fight . He is suddenly stunned . “Ah? What did you say?”
“My brother-in-law said, open the door . Don’t you understand the gesture?” Meng Xiaonan rolls her eyes .
The boy goes back to his seat to sit .
When the door opens, men in black suits immediately enter the bus . “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is Miss An Chuxia in this bus?”
An Chuxia, who’s still mourning the loss of her bag of chips, suddenly snaps out of her fugue .
“Ah? Are you talking about An Chuxia?” After a few classmates nod, she unconsciously shrinks beside Han Qilu . “I am . ”
Satisfied with An Chuxia’s confirmation, the man looks to the side and the corner of his mouth lifts as he looks straight at the men, waiting for them to continue .
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