Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me, V2, Chapter 546

Chapter 546

Competing with Han Qilu

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Translated by newbienoona

Edited by anks

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It isn’t long before they leave the fountain pool, and on the way back, An Chuxia encounters that one important person- Xiang Mankuai.

Her make-up has been fixed. Her face is moisturized and fresher. However, on seeing her, all An Chuxia wants to do is vomit.

She comes over, smiling. “Qilu, I have something to tell you.”

Han Qilu says nothing before he turns to An Chuxia. “Chuxia, can you give me some time?”

The disdain in Xiang Mankuai’s words is obvious. An Chuxia can’t figure out why she looks down on her. Is it because she’s not good enough?

At least she’s more virtuous than her!

She is angry, and her tone isn’t much better. “You’re too kind, Mankuai.”

After that, she walks away. But before she gets too far, she hands Qilu his jacket. “I’m returning this to you.”

Then, she walks away without looking back.

At that moment, only Han Qilu and Xiang Mankuai are left in the garden.

“Say it.” Han Qilu retracts his gaze and focuses on Mankuai. “I’m listening.”

Xiang Mankuai reaches out and hangs on his arm saying sadly, “I recently accepted Luo Dao’s new play. Luo Dao said Luo Shao didn’t have time to find a date tonight, so he took me along.”

Han Qilu chuckles, smiling without reason. “So?”

“So I came here to explain it to you so you won’t misunderstand.” She brings her body close to him. “You’re not angry with me, are you?”

Han Qilu continues smiling and barks out a laugh. It leaves fuzzies in her heart. “The most important thing for a couple is trust. If there’s no trust, how can we be together, right?”

Xiang Mankuai feels guilty but she laughs before responding. “You’re still the best.”

“Really?” He squints his eyes. “Who else do you think is good?”

While Mankuai contemplates, Han Qilu changes his look, becoming gentle again. “I’m kidding. I know you only have me in your heart. There are people around. Let’s keep our distance as we go back in.”

A sweet smile appears on her lips. She stamps a kiss on his lips before saying sweetly, “Then, I’ll go before you.”

Han Qilu nods. As he watches Mankuai leave, the gentleness on his face disappears and is replaced with coldness.

He raises his wrist to his face, and wipes his lips.

It seems like he has to think hard on how he can make Xiang Mankuai believe he loves her. If he continues this way, everyone will keep suffering.

He must speed up.

Inside, An Chuxia stands alone by the long table with beverages. Fruit wine is being served. It’s neither sweet nor sour, but the taste is quite good.

Inevitably, with her standing alone, she attracts attention.

“Are you alone, miss?”

The hand holding the fruit wine trembles. Fortunately, she’s drunk most of the wine. Otherwise, it would’ve spilled. But that voice… .

An Chuxia turns around and faces Luo Shao.

She feels like he is a cat watching its prey.

“Um.” She doesn’t know how to respond.

“Would you do me the honor and have the next dance with me?” Luo Shao smiles, but all An Chuxia feels is nausea.

She hesitates momentarily before saying, “Sorry, I can’t dance.”

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t dance! I can teach you.” Luo Shao approaches her.

“No, I’m stupid. I can’t learn.” An Chuxia laughs, but her eyes search the crowd to see if someone could rescue her.

Does Luo Shao know who she is? Maybe he knows, and is brave enough to dare come up and converse with her.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ve always been patient with girls.” Luo Shao reaches out for her hand and pulls her forcefully.

If not for this occasion, she would have definitely thrown this shithead over her shoulder and killed him within minutes. Wearing a skirt definitely won’t work to her advantage.

What to do…

An Chuxia laughs drily. “Really, I can’t.”

“It’s alright.” Luo Shao goes further by boldly flattening her against him enough for his cologne to smell stronger.

An Chuxia is about to break free, and at that moment, someone else approaches them. “Release her, you pig trotter!”

Ling Hanyu’s face is cold, his hands clenched into fists.

An Chuxia feels Luo Shao’s body stiffen, but the hand on her shoulder doesn’t loosen. Taking advantage of the moment, she pushes him away before walking quickly behind Hanyu.

Occasionally, girls have to pretend to be weak.

“Do you know who you are talking to?” Ling Hanyu’s expression remains cold as he keeps An Chuxia behind him.

“I know.” Luo Shao stands straight with a smile on his face. “Master Ling, would you happen to be interested in her?”

“You!” The blue vein in Ling Hanyu’s arm bulges. “Say it once again?”

Despite seeing Hanyu’s ugly expression, Luo Shao remains unfazed. “Although Miss Xia Xia is the Hans’ daughter-in-law, they’re not married, right? Is it illegal to ask her for a dance?”

“I’m afraid you’d want her to do other things beside dancing,” Ling Hanyu says as his face darkens. “Hurry, Luo senior. Don’t make me look down on you!”

“You… .”

Luo Shao wanted to say something, but Ling Hanyu coldly says, “Go!”

Luo Shao snorts and leaves unwillingly.

“Nothing will happen after talking to him like this, right?” An Chuxia asks worriedly.

“What do you think will happen? Luo Shao can’t do anything.” Ling Hanyu finally glances toward the direction Luo Shao is going. Then, he looks at An Chuxia and asks, “What about Qilu?”

An Chuxia coughs and bows her head without saying a word.

“He’s not with… .” Ling Hanyu stops mid-sentence before saying, “Yeye (grandfather) doesn’t like these gatherings, so he usually leaves early. I’d be able to take you back home early.”

It doesn’t make much sense to stay here. She nods. “Okay, but I have to tell them (the Hans).”

“Why? If you don’t want to stay, you shouldn’t.” Ling Hanyu whispers, “I don’t know if it’s my place to say something, but the Han family isn’t as good as you perceive them to be.”

“What do you mean?” She looks at him with doubt.

The Han family has become a second home to her, and they made her feel warm again. But what does he mean? It’s impossible for Ling Hanyu to say anything about the Hans without reason.

“It’s okay.” Lin Hanyu says nothing about what just transpired. “Isn’t that steward Han? Just tell him.” He’s implying that she should just inform steward Han that he’d take her home instead of staying here.

Moments later, An Chuxia has left the auction gates, waiting for Hanyu to drive the car over. Unfortunately, Luo Shao, who’s in a bad mood, appears.

“Yo, Miss Chuxia, we are fated!” Luo Shao puts on a smile the moment he sees her.

She doesn’t want to talk to him. She just wishes Hannyu to arrive sooner.

“I admit, I was just anxious a moment ago. I hope Miss Chuxia doesn’t think I’m being reckless. Why don’t we exchange phone numbers?” he asks cheekily.

She doesn’t know why she is suddenly so popular to the point people are dying to get her phone number. But she has no plans of telling them!

However, she’s pretty bad at not giving face to others. She thinks about it before rattling numbers at will and pretending to store Luo Shao’s number.

“It’s you again?” Ling Hanyu’s car finally drives up. He sits on the driver’s seat impatiently. “You know you’re a disgrace, right?”

Luo Shao’s lips thin. “Does it mean that only Ling Hanyu can stand at this gate?”

Ling Hanyu doesn’t want to talk to him any longer. He lets An Chuxia get into the car before revving up the engine and leaving.

As Luo Shao looks at the dust the car leaves, he says, “I don’t need to have a reason to stalk a prey.”

At that time, An Chuxia sneezes. A lot.

“Do you have a cold?” Hanyu asks as he looks straight ahead.

“No, my nose just feels itchy.” An Chuxia runs her nose.

On the other side, from the front of the auction hall Mankuai comes out holding her bag. “My dear, sorry for keeping you waiting. I ran into an old friend.”

“Do you think you have to point out what I already know has happened?” Luo Shao’s eyes are full of impatience.

For him, it’s all about the thrill of the chase. As for the little animals he has caught, he isn’t interested in eating the same flavor day after day.

He glances at the number An Chuxia gave him, and if not for the fact she gave him twelve numbers instead of eleven, he wouldn’t know it is fake.

As the wind blows, he asks Mankuai. “Do you happen to know An Chuxia’s phone number?”

She stiffens, but joy suddenly erupts inside her. Everyone knows about Luo Shao’s reputation, but she didn’t expect him to tire of her this quickly. Still, this is a good thing for her.

“You want her number?” She lowers her voice and frowns. “She’s not good. It’s useless getting her number.”

Of course, with Chuxia dating Han Qilu, this won’t be easy. Luo Shao’s expression becomes muddled, and he starts thinking deeply.

Seeing him distressed, Mankuai smiles. “Anything is possible, right?”

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