Translated by newbienoona/

Edited and proofread by @pumpkingirl920

Translator Notes: give birth– forgive misgivings like nothing happened; akin to new life/beginning

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Trigger Warning: some violence (slapping, forceful kissing, punching, name-calling, cursing) portrayed in the story. Consider this your warning.

“Girl?” Qilu goes on to say. “What other girls are like her?”

“Regardless, you can not…"

Ling Lan Yu rubs his chin slowly as he walks in front of Han Qilu.  He then looks at Han Qilu and An Chuxia.  It takes a while before he speaks. "If we consider this logically, An Chuxia is now dead."

What is he talking about? An Chuxia is confused. She just wants to leave as soon as possible. She does not want to see Han Qilu's disgusting face!

"Mister Xiao, please take your hands off me. I want to go back to cla.s.s.” Xiao Mingluo didn't realize he hasn't released her hands.

“Sorry.” Xiao Mingluo apologizes. Embarra.s.sed, he runs his fingers through his hair.

An Chuxia didn't wait for an answer. As she walks away, Han Qilu shouts, "Are you going to beat people wherever you go? Didn't your dear mother teach you how to be polite?"

She contemptuously smiles and looks at him solemnly. “Young master Han, you should first learn about compa.s.sion, then talk to me about what my mother did, and did not teach!”

d.a.m.n it! Does this woman know no fear?

He catches up to her quickly. He can't help but hook two fingers tightly around An Chuxia's chin. “Apologize to me for your behavior and words!"

This is his chance to give birth to her. However, it is also the last chance.

Stubborn eyes meet his. An Chuxia says fearlessly, “I am not wrong. Why should I apologize?"

“Fine… An Chuxia, you will pay the price for this… definitely!” Han Qilu tightens his grip on her jaw. His threatening voice feels like a curse; it makes people shudder.

An Chuxia bites him to get out of the fourth music cla.s.sroom. She did not expect that her first day attending Stein would actually be so bad. She's never had a day where she has felt so powerless.

What should I do next? She looks confused under the sky. Mother, will you bless me?

The atmosphere in the fourth music cla.s.sroom is cold. Despite being summer, Xiao Mingluo and Ling Hanyu actually feel cold to the marrow.

“Dumba.s.s, why did you just say that An Chuxia might as well be dead? Even I didn't understand your logic.” Xiao Mingluo breaks the silence. Everyone knows he is a quiet person.

Ling Hanyu smacks his head and says, "I needed to interrupt them. It's not like I forgot… But, ah, according to Han Qilu's personality, anyone who slaps him in the face should be torn to pieces and fed to the dogs. How could she still be alive… wouldn't that make An Chuxia a ghost?"

"A ghost, you idiot!” Xiao Mingluo gave him a look that should've told him to be more careful.

"Don’t you think my a.n.a.lysis is very rational? You remember the last time a girl accidentally dirtied his shoes? Carrying the girl to the third floor for and throwing her off the balcony is excessive and isn't she still lying in a hospital? To this day, people stay very clean around him because of her."

Xiao Mingluo thoughtfully looks at Han Qilu and nods. “Your a.n.a.lysis may be right!"