Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me

Being Bullied

Translated by nightcache

Edited by anks

As soon as the words left her mouth, An Chuxia immediately regrets it. Why can’t she communicate normally with Han Qilu? In this way, Han Qilu will only hate her?

Indeed, Han Qilu’s face shows displeasure. Who dares to talk to him like that – An Chuxia is the first! Wait…Why is this déjà vu? Does that mean in the past An Chuxia also used this sort of attitude toward him? Then how did he like a girl who treats him with a poor attitude?

It seems that he must call Steward Han to check when will the courier reach America. He must require that doctor-in-charge to contact him directly. Hey, wait – Steward Han should know the attending doctor’s contact information. Then why did he put in so much effort to write a letter?!

Han Qilu expression is cloudy, incessantly changing. An Chuxia really believes that her words angered Han Qilu, so she dare not say more and persistently raises the tea eggs.

The bag containing the tea eggs has become somewhat wrinkled, somehow reluctant to look at. But Han Qilu easily recognizes the tea egg is from this morning which he deliberately left behind in the car.

“Dammit… why are you holding this for me?” Han Qilu’s expression immediately turns irritably vexed.

He does not like to eat boiled eggs at all. If the eggs were baked, he would probably taste it. Is An Chuxia doing this on purpose?

“For you to eat.” An Chuxia scrunches her eyebrows as she says, “Mommy has instructed that you must eat. I will help her supervise you well.”

Hearing “mommy” this address, all the students guess it refers to Jiang Yuan. A burst of discussion ensues.

“Already calling mommy, then the rumour of An Chuxia and young master Han Qilu’s discord is apparently fake…” “Don’t know who spread this rumour!”

Of course, Han Qilu can hear these whispers, and his face turns even darker.

“You even spy on behalf of her?” As Han Qilu speaks, he slams the manhua in his hand on the desk. He arrogantly stands up and says, “This young master really hates others controlling me.”

“I am not controlling you.” An Chuxia honestly says, “I just hope to see you eat the tea eggs!”

If this was at home, he might have eaten it. But this is at school, if he obediently eats the tea eggs, then after, where should he shelve his young master Qilu’s face?

Heaven and earth are big, but young master Qilu’s face is the biggest of all!

“This young master really hates others ordering me!” Han Qilu tenaciously glares at An Chuxia. “Take advantage now since I am yet to feel enraged, get lost!”

Even “get lost”- this sort of restricted level of statements – is said, everyone in succession become dumbfounded.

The people in the class all carry an attitude of seeing a drama while watching them. More and more people crowd the corridor, supposedly they received the news and ran over to enjoy a bustling drama.

After being looked at like monkeys and telling An Chuxia to scram, he walks towards the crowd at the corridor, saying, “What are you looking at? Do you believe I will gouge out your eyes?!”

The original onlooking crowd at the corridor in a moment becomes empty. Only the sound of wind can be heard…

“Still not leaving?” Looking over to An Chuxia who is standing at her original place, Han Qilu creases his brows . “Are you leaving or not?”

An Chuxia’s stubborn temper flares. She raises her chin and obstinately says, “Not leaving! I am not leaving!”

These words makes everyone suddenly recall when the Monkey King, Sun Wukong, roll about in front of Tathagata (Buddha’s name for himself) in that one episode, within the actor’s lines were similar, “This old grandson is not leaving! Not leaving!”

If An Chuxia did roll about on the ground, maybe Han Qilu will surrender. However, that is impossible in reality.

Han Qilu’s eyes flash and in a short while turn gloomy. “Then do as you please. Since you like it, just continue to stand here!”

After saying this, Han Qilu turns away and leaves using the back door. The students in the passageway evade so as to not invite trouble upon themselves. Meng Xiaonan, as she watches Han Qilu leave, pulls the hem of Xiao Mingluo’s jacket. “Make haste and go take a look, see where he went.”

“En, then you take care of Chuxia. Presently, it is certainly hard for her heart to take this.” Xiao Mingluo glances at An Chuxia’s back that is facing him. He lifts his heel and follows up.

This situation seems to be a bit complex. Han Qilu knows that he likes An Chuxia and does not have the intention of leaving Xiang Mankuai. If An Chuxia at this time persists to entangle with Han Qilu, probably he will regard An Chuxia as the other woman!

Xiao Mingluo thinks while walking; he did not have any good solution. He can only allow An Chuxia to decrease the times she meets Han Qilu as of now. At least, it cannot continue like this. The gains do not outweigh the losses when disagreements erupt between two people.

“Qilu, where are you going?” Xiao Mingluo catches up in few steps.

“Music room.” Han Qilu pauses his steps and irritably says, “You tell me if that woman’s brain is defective. When all is well, she suddenly wants me to eat tea eggs. It is not that she does not know that I really hate people ordering me!”

This statement seems to reveal some sort of information.

Xiao Mingluo’s mouth curves into an evil arc, and probingly asks, “You mean that if she normally talks to you, you will eat the tea eggs?”

“I did not mean it like that!” Han Qilu shoots a glance at Xiao Mingluo. “At least, it will not be like this.”

But human personality is predetermined from birth. One cannot make An Chuxia change wholly into a sociable, hardworking, gentle and soft girl. This way, being human is really tiring.

“Do not go to the music room. In there, you can only sleep. Come, accompany me for breakfast. Today, I have not had breakfast yet!” Xiao Mingluo holds onto Han Qilu’s shoulder with one hand and hangs on to him.

“You’re too heavy, eh!”

“Really? But all girls like my sort of body weight!” Xiao Mingluo while smiling ingratiatingly says. The two people simultaneously walk over to Stein Colleges’ dining hall.

In second-year Class A’s classroom, there are many people waiting to see the An Chuxia’s mockery; many of them were from other classes including some who are not even in second year high school.

“You look at her, ready to cry yet? I think she is really pitiful…”

“It’s pitiful to fall from high up in the clouds to hell; it is even more painful than being already in hell!”

“I have heard Han Qilu dumped An Chuxia, and then reunited with his first love.”

“Is young master Qilu’s first love the popular celebrity – Xiang Mankuai?”

“Enough! You guys talk too much. Be careful of falling to hell after death and have your tongue cut off!” Meng Xiaonan roars at these female gossipers.

These females are from second-year who do not think highly of a person in a lower grade. Yet, they are afraid of consequences from Xiao Mingluo and thus do not dare to fight. They can only make use of the misunderstanding caused by gossip to say, “Hey, don’t think you can be arrogant because you have Young Master Xiao’s support. Be careful, when you are dumped like An Chuxia, it will be too late to cry!”

“You…” Meng Xiaonan is very angry. “Do believe that this sister will beat you guys up till you cry for father and call for mother!”

“You can try!” Several girls straighten up and disdainfully stare at Meng Xiaonan.

An Chuxia moves, dragging Meng Xiaonan out of the classroom.

“Boss, don’t drag me. Watch if I don’t beat them completely!” Meng Xiaonan wants to break free from An Chuxia’s grasp and go fight with these second year girls to death.

“It’s okay. You should stop causing trouble!” An Chuxia continues to drag Meng Xiaonan until she stops at an empty corner of the staircase. She regretfully says, “I have messed this up big time. Han Qilu probably hates me now.”

What’s the use of regretting now?

Meng Xiaonan sighs, “Young master Qilu…no, a moment ago, Han Qilu looked like he didn’t want to acknowledge you. Who doesn’t get angry. Don’t think too much. Afterwards, we need to be cautious not to bother (get in contact with his scales) him.”

One can control their temper by being cautious?

There are times when watching Han Qilu’s cold indifference makes one want to let it go. Let him go; pretend that whatever happened never happened.

“I think it’s time to let go. Maybe him and i are not meant to be.” An Chuxia’s voice sounds hoarse, and the rims of her eyes redden. “I should focus on studying. As for the rest of the stuff, I should not ponder anymore.”

Is this giving up on love? This can’t do!

Meng Xiaonan quickly grabs hold of An Chuxia’s hand, straightening her shoulders. “You can’t just give up. With you like this, who do you think is most happy? Isn’t it that sunflower and those who have disdained of you.”

She understands the argument. But hearing all the justifications, she still feels exhausted, somewhat already exceeding what she can bear.

Meng Xiao sees that An Chuxia is still downhearted, she decides to pacify her mood first. So, she sways An Chuxia’s hand while saying, “I have not eaten breakfast yet. Accompany me to the dining hall for breakfast. You know, after you left, the school’s dining hall’s breakfast has become increasingly sumptuous.”

It contains a complete variety of Chinese and Western style breakfasts. Sometimes she would purposely not eat breakfast at home, so during class breaks, she can eat at Stein College’s dining hall.

There really isn’t anything to do if she returned to classroom, so An Chuxia agrees. With her current mood, she cannot read books.

“I just know that boss Chuxia treats me the best!” Meng Xiaonan continues to compliment while leading An Chuxia to the dining hall. “My great aunt, although classroom breaks are long, according to your current pace, I would only be able to eat a few-minutes long breakfast…”

The matter between Han Qilu and An Chuxia had already circulated throughout Stein College innumerable times. Of course, it even entered the ears of Xiang Mankuai who is drawing her eyelines.

“You say when An Chuxia went in the classroom to find Han Qilu, she got yelled at and cried?” Even though Xiang Mankui feels flabbergasted, her hand drawing the eyelines did not pause once.