An Chuxia ignores Meng Xiaonan . She reaches for the switches and turns all the lights on .
All of a sudden, the whole library is bright, and everything is exposed .
Several people are close to Basa Li witness her collapse to the floor . Her cherubic face is ghastly pale and scared . She’s breathing faintly… at least, that’s what they think .
“YES, success!” Mo Xinwei is excited, making a V gesture .
She has waited this long to rid of this wretched woman . Ugh! Now she has to scramble to get Qilu? Go to h.e.l.l!
Once they’ve confirmed Basa Li isn’t dead, Meng Xiaonan cheers and stays in place . In her excitement, she almost tossed the prop . But this is her favorite skull . She would like to keep it!
The skull, well, it’s a prop with blood . Well, it’s actually ketchup!
Meng Xiaonan feels bad about [wasting food] so she licks the head covered with ketchup . With a helpless tone, she says, “This is cheap . You can tell from the ketchup’s acidity it’s expired . ”
Meng Xiaonan vents, and An Chuxia has long since calmed down . But Mo Xinwei and Taoqiu’s mouths are still distorted .
“An Chuxia, I never knew you’re so ruthless . You gave her hope, then dashed it away . You’re really ruthless,” Mo Xinwei says while holding on to the recorder .
They recorded Han Qilu’s voice, and the person Basa Li was holding on to, of course, is An Chuxia!
“I’m not one to be trifled with . ” An Chuxia says calmly .
Others won’t mess with her . She isn’t one to naturally deal with people, but if others mess with her head, sorry . She will let that person know that she isn’t a wuss .
Meng Xiaonan hears An Chuxia and Mo Xinwei’s conversation, and it makes her laugh . Her boss is very clever, and that’s why she is elevated to an even higher pedestal in her mind .
Basa Li unknowingly provoked the wrong person .
“Let’s pack up this stuff and go,” An Chuxia says as she stands up . She suddenly feels light after taking care of Basa Li .
After some time, the library is back to normal and they part ways .
Basa Li still lays in the same spot… in a coma .
An Chuxia thought about calling Han Qilu, allowing him in .
But then, when An Chuxia reaches the school gates and was about to call him… .
“Boss, boss, boss… . ” Meng Xiaonan stabs An Chuxia in the arm like a general .
At this point, An Chuxia takes out her mobile phone, rummages through her contact list, and calls Han Qilu so he can carry Basa Li home . She pretends to ignore Meng Xiaonan, but what she doesn’t realize is her friend has stopped pestering her .
However…
“Hi, An Chuxia’s future husband!” Meng Xiaonan waves at Han Qilu as she approaches him .
It didn’t take long for him to hear such profound words . The statement, An Chuxia’s future husband, carries such destructive power!
An Chuxia’s hand stiffens as she hears Meng Xiaonan . She faces Han and says faintly, “Basa Li is in the library . ”
Han Qilu knows she wanted to rectify the Basa Li issue . She didn’t hide anything .
Chuxia wonders: will he be angry?
Since she admitted she likes him, An Chuxia is definitely a hypocrite . She says a lot of things freely as before, but now, it’s proving to be difficult!
“Ah, I know . ” Han Qilu answers, his disposition is light like the wind and the sky .
An Chuxia ignores Meng Xiaonan . She reaches for the switches and turns all the lights on
All of a sudden, the whole library is bright, and everything is exposed
Several people are close to Basa Li witness her collapse to the floor . Her cherubic face is ghastly pale and scared . She’s breathing faintly… at least, that’s what they think
“YES, success!” Mo Xinwei is excited, making a V gesture
She has waited this long to rid of this wretched woman . Ugh! Now she has to scramble to get Qilu? Go to h.e.l.l!.
Once they’ve confirmed Basa Li isn’t dead, Meng Xiaonan cheers and stays in place . In her excitement, she almost tossed the prop . But this is her favorite skull . She would like to keep it!.
The skull, well, it’s a prop with blood . Well, it’s actually ketchup!.
Meng Xiaonan feels bad about [wasting food] so she licks the head covered with ketchup . With a helpless tone, she says, “This is cheap . You can tell from the ketchup’s acidity it’s expired . ”.
Meng Xiaonan vents, and An Chuxia has long since calmed down . But Mo Xinwei and Taoqiu’s mouths are still distorted
“An Chuxia, I never knew you’re so ruthless . You gave her hope, then dashed it away . You’re really ruthless,” Mo Xinwei says while holding on to the recorder
They recorded Han Qilu’s voice, and the person Basa Li was holding on to, of course, is An Chuxia!.
“I’m not one to be trifled with . ” An Chuxia says calmly
Others won’t mess with her . She isn’t one to naturally deal with people, but if others mess with her head, sorry . She will let that person know that she isn’t a wuss
Meng Xiaonan hears An Chuxia and Mo Xinwei’s conversation, and it makes her laugh . Her boss is very clever, and that’s why she is elevated to an even higher pedestal in her mind
Basa Li unknowingly provoked the wrong person
“Let’s pack up this stuff and go,” An Chuxia says as she stands up . She suddenly feels light after taking care of Basa Li
After some time, the library is back to normal and they part ways
Basa Li still lays in the same spot… in a coma
An Chuxia thought about calling Han Qilu, allowing him in
But then, when An Chuxia reaches the school gates and was about to call him…
“Boss, boss, boss… . ” Meng Xiaonan stabs An Chuxia in the arm like a general
At this point, An Chuxia takes out her mobile phone, rummages through her contact list, and calls Han Qilu so he can carry Basa Li home . She pretends to ignore Meng Xiaonan, but what she doesn’t realize is her friend has stopped pestering her
However… .
“Hi, An Chuxia’s future husband!” Meng Xiaonan waves at Han Qilu as she approaches him
It didn’t take long for him to hear such profound words . The statement, An Chuxia’s future husband, carries such destructive power!.
An Chuxia’s hand stiffens as she hears Meng Xiaonan . She faces Han and says faintly, “Basa Li is in the library . ”.
Han Qilu knows she wanted to rectify the Basa Li issue . She didn’t hide anything
Chuxia wonders: will he be angry?.
Since she admitted she likes him, An Chuxia is definitely a hypocrite . She says a lot of things freely as before, but now, it’s proving to be difficult!.
“Ah, I know . ” Han Qilu answers, his disposition is light like the wind and the sky