Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me, V2, Chapter 541

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Chapter 541

Cannot Possibly Be A Gentleman

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Translated by newbienoona

Edited by anks

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Up the stairs, the high mural art is inspired from Van Gogh’s Starry Sky. An Chuxia struggles to suppress the surprise in her eyes as she pays attention to where they’re going with Jiang Yuan.

She’s afraid they’ll laugh at her like she’s never seen the world. It’s fine that she is ignorant, but she doesn’t want to embarrass the Han family.

“An Chuxia, Mommy will have her hair done here. Selina will take care of you,” Jiang Yuan explains to An Chuxia before nodding to Selina, the middle-aged woman. She then walks towards the opposite direction.

A bit ignorant, An Chuxia doesn’t know where to put her hands as she stands there in the moment.

Although she’s lived in the Han house for a while, she has never been anywhere.

“Miss Xia, please come with me,” the dignified woman next to her says. “Ms. Han has just been in for a spa treatment last week so I don’t have to help her.

An Chuxia nods her head and silently follows Selina in a large room. The room is painted in gold, making the place look so luxurious. It’s not her style, but she can’t complain.

Stray voices reach her eardrum, and several clerks dressed like Selina look at her. She doesn’t like the feeling of being watched like an animal in the zoo.

An Chuxia can’t help but frown.

“What are you still doing there? Hurry!” Selina yells to her from down the hallway.

Selina takes her to a large bathroom. The tub is so big, a large guy can swim in it!

“It seems you’re not accustomed to having someone by your side. The tub has just been filled, and I’ve put in essential oils. Just change out of your clothes and put them by the side. I’ll be outside if you have any questions,” Selina explains the process, and leaves once An Chuxia nods to her.

The hot steam in the bathroom makes her skin feel silky smooth like a Barbie doll.

Selina is sitting on a sofa outside of the bathroom, flipping through a magazine when An Chuxia steps out.

“You’re done so soon? Why don’t you soak for a while?” Selina is surprised.

“I don’t like soaking for too long,” An Chuxia says, pulling the robe around herself, looking uncomfortable.

“Then follow me.” Selina smiles and walks ahead.

They don’t walk far. She’s led to a massage table in the large room.

Once she’s been massaged for almost two hours, Selina takes her to another large room. Jiang Yuan has finished her care, and is now sitting on a sofa, reading a magazine.

“Mommy!” An Chuxia calls out sweetly. Jiang Yuan has changed her hairstyle, it’s more contemporary. An Chuxia is dazed.

“Xiao Xia, do you like my hair style?” Jiang Yuan puts down the magazine and approaches her. She twirls, satisfied with her look.

“You look good!” An Chuxia nods her head in agreement.

“You patronize me! Selina, hurry up and tell my master stylist to style my Xiao Xia’s hair!” Jiang Yuan calls out before pulling An Chuxia’s hand. “Mommy chose an outfit for you. Come and change into it.”

Jiang Yuan picked out a backless dress for her. There’s a two-point fringe on the waist, highlighting her figure.

“It will be… too cold.” An Chuxia comments as she looks at the mirror.

It’s autumn now. Wouldn’t she freeze to death dressed like this?

Selina, standing at the side, hides her mouth and chuckles. Jiang Yuan glares at the woman. “It’s okay, Xiao Xia. There’ll be heaters. Don’t worry about it.”

An Chuxia feels awkward.

After another hour, she is finally done.

Jiang Yuan raises her wrist and looks at her watch. “It’s time for dinner.”

They both walk down the stairs, and a man in a suit lays on the sofa right under the large painting. Who else can it be but Han Qilu?

“This stinky boy is asleep!” Jiang Yuan’s face turns cold.

An Chuxia quickly circles around her. “It took a while for us to get ready, so he fell asleep, right? I’ll wake him up. Head to the car first.”

It isn’t until An Chuxia sees Jiang Yuan walk out the door before she approaches the sofa.

“Han Qilu, get up!” An Chuxia reaches out to shake his arm.

Han Qilu opens his eyes and frowns. “You’re finally down? I thought I’d sleep till dawn.”

Being there made things seem slow. Although, it’s not the shop’s fault. They had a lot of things to do, pushing the timeframe another hour.

“Sorry.” An Chuxia lowers her head, looking helpless.

He frowns again, seeming impatient with her apology.

“Let’s go.”

By the time she looks up, he has risen from the sofa. She tries to catch up with him. It seems that since Han Qilu has lost his memory, she’s felt inferior and different to him.

After taking a few steps, he looks back and says a second later, “I didn’t blame you. Why are you pouting?”

An Chuxia freezes when she feels something heavy on her shoulder. Han Qilu’s hand is on her shoulder, ushering her forward.

Jiang Yuan, who is sitting in the car, smiles at the butler when she sees Han Qilu push An Chuxia out. “I don’t believe this. It must be the moon’s power!”

A black line forms on the butler’s face. Then, he orders the driver to proceed

They finally arrive at the auction. The place is filled with a lot of upper-class guests who are there to network after hours. This is essential in their business.

The auction is lively today with the red carpet rolled out at the entrance. Models wearing welcome skirts were waiting with smiles on both sides of the red carpet.

It has turned dark, and the autumn temperature has cooled. The car stops, and An Chuxia feels the chill as she steps out.

She dreads the cold compared to heat.

“With you wearing this, are you trying to freeze?” Han Qilu says into her ear. “Are you ready to enter with me?”

An Chuxia sniffs and looks at him, squinting. “Aren’t you going to be a gentleman and offer your coat to me?”

Han Qilu stares at her and straightens his coat. “You can see that I’m wearing merely two pieces of clothing. Do you think it’s not possible for me to freeze?”

The temperature may be cool, but it’s not freezing.

What a bi**h!

An Chuxia grits her teeth and decides she doesn’t want to be with him in general. He’s going to regret it when he gets his memory back!

“Xiaonainai, coat!” Steward Han walks out and hands her a lilac mink coat. “I was too negligent; I didn’t give you a coat.”

Jiang Yuan holds her hand before An Chuxia can say something. “Let’s go in.”

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan didn’t hear Han Qilu’s insufferable words. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it to the door.

“Welcome, Mrs.Han! You’re looking younger with each passing day!” A middle-aged man wearing an orthodox suit walks up to them.

“Director Wei, you are talking smoothly,” Jiang Yuan smiles as she tugs An Chuxia along.

“Is this Miss Chuxia?” Director Wei gives her an extra look. “You are very beautiful, fitting to be the eldest daughter! You look alike!”

An Chuxia is embarrassed. She is righteously An Yishan’s daughter, but her family isn’t even recognized!

Jiang Yuan’s complexion becomes complex upon hearing the comment. She coughs to alleviate the awkwardness. “Is Liuhai already here?”

“Chairman Han is already inside. I’ll take you there.” Director Wei replies. He won’t mention the awkward conversation now.

Han Qilu follows Jiang Yuan and An Chuxia. He remains quiet so much so the director doesn’t notice him. Otherwise, he’d keep conversing.

Han Liuhai is negotiating with several partners when Jiang Yuan instructs Han Qilu to take An Chuxia around as she helps entertain. It seems the Hans would be entertaining. Otherwise, these duties would be left to Director Wei.

It looks bigger on the inside. At night, the light reflects to the outside.

At the front is an auction table. A part of the money from the auction will be donated to charity directly to a local orphanage. The rest of the hall is full of chairs.

“Let’s go,” Han Qilu says.

“Where are we going?” An Chuxia asks. She looks around and there’s nowhere in the lobby where one can play or browse.

“An Chuxia.” Han Qilu looks at her seriously. “I really doubt you have a brain.”

At the height of her confusion, Han Qilu pulls her hand and drags her to the right. There’s still some time before the auction begins, and so many people ignore them.

As they exit right, a door leads them to a long corridor with many rooms at each side.

She looks at him with doubt, forcing him to explain. “Some of the people participating in this auction are from out of town. If they have not made hotel reservations in advance, they simply stay here for the night.”

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