Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks and greenapple

However, Han Qilu wanted her to explain herself . Grabbing her wrist, he pulls her back . An Chuxia looks up, and glares at him angrily .

Then with a startled heart, she averts her gaze and whispers, “There’s nothing to explain because nothing happened . ”

“Oh?” Han Qilu replies coldly, “So, you mean, you wanted something to happen?”

An Chuxia’s eyes couldn’t help but show a glimmer of fear as she raises her eyes back to him . Her lips slightly part, like she’s about to say something, but Han Qilu grabs her and reminds her coldly, “Don’t forget who you are!”

Her ident.i.ty? She’s taken aback . What does he mean by her ident.i.ty? As his fiancee? Oh… .

Her eyes flash a glint of humor, as her lips spread into a smile .  Fiancee, right? Han Qilu’s expression quickly hardens . She follows his gaze, and she sees Basa Li emerge from the back of the car before coming to a halt in front of Qilu .

As she looks closely, she notices displeasure all over Basa Li’s face . She’s filled with jealousy, and it seems like she wants to eat her alive .

But she’s fearless . Her smile deepens . Again, she looks up into Han Qilu’s eyes, but she catches him staring at her first . It is timely as she returns his words: “Han Qilu, don’t forget your ident.i.ty . ”

Chuxia approaches Basa Li before giving her a cursory glance .

As she pa.s.ses by, Basa Li clearly says to her, “An Chuxia, Han Qilu is mine!”

This sentence is so common, even Mo Xinwei has said it to her .

‘Even if you use this method, you can’t expect to win Han Qilu’s heart! Because… he’s mine!’

Surely, they’re all the same . They aren’t that creative . If they just put a little bit more effort, their hearts would be able to afford it . But it doesn’t matter… none of it matters to her .

An Chuxia pauses momentarily before flas.h.i.+ng a brilliant smile at Basa Li . She lowers her voice to a whisper so that only Basa Li can hear . “Well, he’s yours . ”

Satisfied? She curls her lip, before sitting at the back seat of the car .

“Madame, don’t mind her . Madame said… Miss Basa Li will be leaving sooner or later . And she also pa.s.ses along that you’ve been wronged recently . ” He means to say Jiang Yuan stands on her side .

An Chuxia looks at the steward, but she doesn’t reply . She just looks down at her fingers .

She ponders in her heart whether she should tell Jiang Yuan to wait for her even though she plans to leave the Han household once she earns enough money, even with Basa Li gone .

She begins to hesitate . How can she change so quickly? She used to be so strong .

At the same time, Basa Li quickly walks toward Han Qilu and says with a sad face, “Han Qilu, who is she to have people wait on her? And why did you just leave me back there? I’m your… . ”

Translated by newbienoona.

Edited and proofread by anks and greenapple.

However, Han Qilu wanted her to explain herself . Grabbing her wrist, he pulls her back . An Chuxia looks up, and glares at him angrily

Then with a startled heart, she averts her gaze and whispers, “There’s nothing to explain because nothing happened . ”.

“Oh?” Han Qilu replies coldly, “So, you mean, you wanted something to happen?”.

An Chuxia’s eyes couldn’t help but show a glimmer of fear as she raises her eyes back to him . Her lips slightly part, like she’s about to say something, but Han Qilu grabs her and reminds her coldly, “Don’t forget who you are!”.

Her ident.i.ty? She’s taken aback . What does he mean by her ident.i.ty? As his fiancee? Oh…

Her eyes flash a glint of humor, as her lips spread into a smile .  Fiancee, right? Han Qilu’s expression quickly hardens . She follows his gaze, and she sees Basa Li emerge from the back of the car before coming to a halt in front of Qilu

As she looks closely, she notices displeasure all over Basa Li’s face . She’s filled with jealousy, and it seems like she wants to eat her alive

But she’s fearless . Her smile deepens . Again, she looks up into Han Qilu’s eyes, but she catches him staring at her first . It is timely as she returns his words: “Han Qilu, don’t forget your ident.i.ty . ”.

Chuxia approaches Basa Li before giving her a cursory glance

As she pa.s.ses by, Basa Li clearly says to her, “An Chuxia, Han Qilu is mine!”.

This sentence is so common, even Mo Xinwei has said it to her

‘Even if you use this method, you can’t expect to win Han Qilu’s heart! Because… he’s mine!’.

Surely, they’re all the same . They aren’t that creative . If they just put a little bit more effort, their hearts would be able to afford it . But it doesn’t matter… none of it matters to her

An Chuxia pauses momentarily before flas.h.i.+ng a brilliant smile at Basa Li . She lowers her voice to a whisper so that only Basa Li can hear . “Well, he’s yours . ”.

Satisfied? She curls her lip, before sitting at the back seat of the car

“Madame, don’t mind her . Madame said… Miss Basa Li will be leaving sooner or later . And she also pa.s.ses along that you’ve been wronged recently . ” He means to say Jiang Yuan stands on her side

An Chuxia looks at the steward, but she doesn’t reply . She just looks down at her fingers

She ponders in her heart whether she should tell Jiang Yuan to wait for her even though she plans to leave the Han household once she earns enough money, even with Basa Li gone

She begins to hesitate . How can she change so quickly? She used to be so strong

At the same time, Basa Li quickly walks toward Han Qilu and says with a sad face, “Han Qilu, who is she to have people wait on her? And why did you just leave me back there? I’m your… . ”.

 .