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Edited and proofread by newbienoona

Ling Hanyu can’t help but turn around when he hears her shout behind him . An Chuxia, who’s about six to seven meters away, falls to the ground . Her form looked comical; her complexion, painful .

Alarm rings in his heart . He turns around and runs to her . Meanwhile, the stoic Kuni remains indifferent . Although his eyes are still, a trace of undetectable humor exists .

Is there something that is more important than the old madam’s manhua? Finally, is there something that has more meaningful existence? This good news is, it necessary to tell the old master? Not yet, the situation now is too complicated .

When he turns around, dust swirls upward, and

Kuni disappears on the spot . This time, this place, now belongs to the young master and miss Chuxia .

An Chuxia, who’s fallen down, is still distracted . She curses herself for being out of luck . She wants to get up, but a large hand suddenly appears in front of her . A breeze blows through her long hair, and the rubber binding her hair unknowingly breaks . Although her hair fan out messily, it gives her extra charm .

When she raises her head, she sees Ling Hanyu and his expressionless face . She sputters out at this moment, “Ling Hanyu, if you were smiling, you would’ve looked cute . ”

The color on Ling Hanyu’s face s.h.i.+fts, still complex . At the end, he can’t help but deeply sigh .

“Are you really fond of …lying on ground?”

Ah! She forgot she’s still on the ground . Ling Hanyu’s outstretch hand is still . Without hesitation, she grabs his hand . Using some strength to pull her up, she ends up in his embrace .

His warm breath fans her as blood unconsciously rushes to her face, making her face red and scalding hot .

She pays attention to his line of sight traveling up and down, and finally, stopping over her…her face reddens more . When she wants to severely scold this rouge, he plucks some straws from the bottom b.u.t.ton of her s.h.i.+rt where her stomach collected the items as she fell to the ground .

So, actually… she thought too much .

“What reason did you seek me out . ” His statement is more declarative

more declarative .

After leaning back, Ling Hanyu pushes An Chuxia away . Fortunately, the shove isn’t harsh; she recoils and takes a step back before standing firmly This queer guy is too arrogant . If she was a man, he will be the first person she would take . Ah ha ha… .

“If there isn’t an issue, then I’ll be leaving . ” Ling Hanyu realizes the absence of her response, so he raises his eye lids and prepares to leave .

While An Chuxia is busy straighening out her clothes, she magically produces the light blue covered manhua . At that moment, An Chuxia clearly witnesses the surprise in Ling Hanyu’s eyes .

“How about this? Aren’t you feeling grateful?” An Chuxia raises her eyebrows . “No need to thank me . Please invite

Please invite me to lunch! I am starving to death!”

Ling Hanyu gives her a cold look . “This boss has no reason to invite one’s employee to lunch, unless…”

As soon as the words turn, he looks straight into her eyes: “Unless you want to oversee my unwritten rules?”

This speech pattern closely resembles the Ling Hanyu she knows! Her heart sighs with sorrow, and her expression falls, “Unwritten rules, whatever! Make haste and invite me to lunch; no arguing!” Besides, who threatened her not to call him BOSS!

After finis.h.i.+ng eating at a high-end restaurant, she beautifully pats her full belly . “Ling Hanyu, I will help introduce you to a jie… correction, introduce you to a husband . ”

She says these words brazenly in the restaurant, knowing they’re the only ones in attendance, and the waiters were away from them .