Translated, edited, and proofread by newbienoona

The GM smiles brightly . “Any time I can be of service, Madam . It’ll be an honor . ”

“As long as you’re not serving fish, you can serve us . ” Han Qilu raises the menu and lets it slip off his fingers . The GM jumps in an attempt to catch the menu… but he ends up empty-handed . The GM witnesses Qilu stare at Chuxia . He laughs foolishly as he picks up the menu from the floor .

Puff! She covers her mouth and giggles . She catches his eye and sees him smiling at her “anger” . She gets up quickly . What she wants to do is interrogate him loudly, but she remembers they’re in public . Instead, she sidles up to Qilu and says in a whisper, “Come to the bathroom with me . ”

She straightens up before walking toward the restroom . However, Han Qilu immediately stands . Acting naturally, he grabs her wrist . “Do you know where the bathroom is, dear?”

This animal is being deliberate! An Chuxia’s jaw clenches, but she smiles and says, “No, I don’t . Can you lead me to it?” Han Qilu smiles, satisfied with himself . Under watchful eyes, Chuxia is led to the women’s bathroom . As soon as he realizes they’re alone, he leads her in .

“My dear, why are you so impatient?” Han Qilu asks with a sly smile . He jokingly sighs and says, “Well, what do you have to say to me in here?”

She doesn’t reply . Instead, she takes hand soap, turns on the faucet, then cups her hands to sprinkle her face with water . She waits for the water to warm up . Then, she turns it off and dries her face on a paper towel .

“Han Qilu, why are you doing this? You didn’t want the world to know that I’m your… . ” Half of sentence trails as she restrains herself from completing her thoughts . She takes a deep breath while staring at him . “You and I attend the same school, and you have your fans, your ident.i.ty, your status . But what do I have? Your fans are going to shred me to pieces! I’m afraid to die!”

Suddenly, silence fills the bathroom . Several patrons, who wanted to use the facilities, left the moment they see Qilu . No one dares to offend Han Qilu . Only her, An Chuxia .

Appearing distressed, he tilts his head toward her . “What do you want me to do? You’re afraid of death… Do you want me or my mother to arrange for bodyguards to protect you? That way, no one dares to touch you or shred you to pieces . ”

He says it jokingly but she isn’t amused . Instead, her expression becomes more dour . She gnaws on her lower lip, lost in her own thoughts .

Putting away his cynical smile, Qilu takes a step toward her . He puts his hand on her face to wipe off a missed water droplet with his thumb . At this moment, time is forbidden . Her face suddenly turns crimson .

“Sure, I may have my fans, my ident.i.ty, my status . ” He bends down and drops a kiss on her forehead . “But you have me . ”

Translated, edited, and proofread by newbienoona.

The GM smiles brightly . “Any time I can be of service, Madam . It’ll be an honor . ”.

“As long as you’re not serving fish, you can serve us . ” Han Qilu raises the menu and lets it slip off his fingers . The GM jumps in an attempt to catch the menu… but he ends up empty-handed . The GM witnesses Qilu stare at Chuxia . He laughs foolishly as he picks up the menu from the floor

Puff! She covers her mouth and giggles . She catches his eye and sees him smiling at her “anger” . She gets up quickly . What she wants to do is interrogate him loudly, but she remembers they’re in public . Instead, she sidles up to Qilu and says in a whisper, “Come to the bathroom with me . ”.

She straightens up before walking toward the restroom . However, Han Qilu immediately stands . Acting naturally, he grabs her wrist . “Do you know where the bathroom is, dear?”.

This animal is being deliberate! An Chuxia’s jaw clenches, but she smiles and says, “No, I don’t . Can you lead me to it?” Han Qilu smiles, satisfied with himself . Under watchful eyes, Chuxia is led to the women’s bathroom . As soon as he realizes they’re alone, he leads her in

“My dear, why are you so impatient?” Han Qilu asks with a sly smile . He jokingly sighs and says, “Well, what do you have to say to me in here?”.

She doesn’t reply . Instead, she takes hand soap, turns on the faucet, then cups her hands to sprinkle her face with water . She waits for the water to warm up . Then, she turns it off and dries her face on a paper towel

“Han Qilu, why are you doing this? You didn’t want the world to know that I’m your… . ” Half of sentence trails as she restrains herself from completing her thoughts . She takes a deep breath while staring at him . “You and I attend the same school, and you have your fans, your ident.i.ty, your status . But what do I have? Your fans are going to shred me to pieces! I’m afraid to die!”.

Suddenly, silence fills the bathroom . Several patrons, who wanted to use the facilities, left the moment they see Qilu . No one dares to offend Han Qilu . Only her, An Chuxia

Appearing distressed, he tilts his head toward her . “What do you want me to do? You’re afraid of death… Do you want me or my mother to arrange for bodyguards to protect you? That way, no one dares to touch you or shred you to pieces . ”.

He says it jokingly but she isn’t amused . Instead, her expression becomes more dour . She gnaws on her lower lip, lost in her own thoughts

Putting away his cynical smile, Qilu takes a step toward her . He puts his hand on her face to wipe off a missed water droplet with his thumb . At this moment, time is forbidden . Her face suddenly turns crimson

“Sure, I may have my fans, my ident.i.ty, my status . ” He bends down and drops a kiss on her forehead . “But you have me . ”.