Chapter 90
She asks her heart again, and she finds out she doesn’t hate An Chenchuan . She could hear her mother say, if one day, she gets to see her father and his existing family members, have a peaceful heart . That means she shouldn’t hate him, right?
“No, I don’t hate him . ” Her tone is sure; no trace of doubt .
“Oh?” She doesn’t notice Han Qilu’s eyes getting cold . “Does that mean you like him?”
An Chuxia didn’t like the disdain in his voice . “Just because I don’t hate him doesn’t mean I like him . If you’re bored, go play with your toys . Do something else other than bother me . I have no need to talk to you anymore . ”
She gets up and leaves and he doesn’t stop her . But a cold smile touches his lips .
They have never been good or friendly to each other from the very beginning . He looks up and realizes the goblet of red wine is drained . He looks forward to seeing how the boy would chase his sister .
An Chuxia is relieved the moment she leaves Han Qilu’s room . She was impulsive… but she can’t help but be impulsive . Sighing, she suddenly remembers Jiang Yuan . She goes to her studio in search of her .
Jiang Yuan has a special writing room . It’s where she stores all her research . She has her published books, a computer, printer, and fax machine . Everything that’s in the room is related to writing .
She sees light emitting from under the door . Jiang Yuan should be inside .
An Chuxia raises her knuckle to rap on the door . She hears no movement . Is she not around?
Just as she is about to call her, she hears Jiang Yuan behind her . “Huh, Xiao Xia, what are you doing here?”
An Chuxia sees her carrying a cup of coffee . She is known to like the beverage . She looks up at Jiang Yuan’s inquisitive look as she sips her beverage . “Ayi, I came to you to explain what just happened… . ”
Jiang Yuan immediately takes Chuxia’s hand while the other carries the coffee . She pulls Chuxia into the writing room . Jiang Yuan looks for a chair for her to sit down . “You don’t have to explain! I am your mommy and I am not the kind who thinks of feudal relations . I am a romance novelist, you know? I hope my salutations are not too late… That’s not it… I mean… I won’t blame you . ”
What? An Chuxia says to herself incredulously .
Jiang Yuan puts the coffee cup next to her computer before swinging her chair close to Chuxia . “Xiao Xia, when you’re doing it for the first time… it might be very painful . Oh, and it’s best if you’re lying down . ”
Mortified, An Chuxia stands up and wants to rush to Han Qilu’s room . An Chuxia quickly says, “Ayi, you really misunderstood! I fell off the bed and when Qilu finished bathing, he tried to break my fall and ended up tearing my nightgown, and his bath towel fell off… in the process . ”
After An Chuxia’s explanation, Jiang Yuan is silent . It seems like she’s trying to comprehend what she just heard . After a long pause, Jiang Yuan looks An Chuxia in they eyes and asks softly, “You mean, nothing happened between you and Han Qilu?”
Thank goodness, she finally understood . An Chuxia is finally relieved to say, “Of course not!”
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