Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

The receptionist’s face gets even more mortified . She bows her head stiffly . “Yes, president!”

She just realized… she got schooled by the president!? Once she sees Han Qilu enter the special elevator, she sighs softly .

On the other side, Xiao Mingluo takes his cell phone as he walks down the hall, pacing .

On one hand, his older brother asked him to meet him at home, while on the other hand, the princ.i.p.al asked him to go to the airport to pick up the protagonist of the evening’s party . Two sides… one is his brother who never took the initiative to see him, while the other is the college’s princ.i.p.al . Although the princ.i.p.al was offended, but a promise is a promise . He doesn’t see the argument in breaking a promise .

He can’t afford to lose face… .

The thought of having other people help him pick up [the transfer student] isn’t rea.s.suring . He can’t get in touch with Ling Hanyu . Han Qilu would be even more hopeless . The only one he can count on is An Chuxia, and he doesn’t dare call her now .  Should he still bother Han Qilu?

The thought of having other people help him pick up [the transfer student] isn’t rea.s.suring . He can’t get in touch with Ling Hanyu . Han Qilu would be even more hopeless . The only one he can count on is An Chuxia, and he doesn’t dare call her now .  Should he still bother Han Qilu?

But as he tries to solve his dilemma, his phone suddenly rings . Strange enough, it’s An Chuxia’s name that flashes across his screen .

He hurriedly presses the answer b.u.t.ton, and soon enough, he hears her pleasant voice . “Xiao Mingluo, is there anything I can do for you?”

An Chuxia sits in the car looking so serious… .

“Han Qilu isn’t with you?” Xiao Mingluo asks first . She shakes her head . Then he says, “My good An Chuxia, help me pick someone up at the airport! Oh you have to keep your promise, you owe me!”

On An Chuxia’s side, she holds the mobile in her left hand, while her right hand drums her fingers on her right leg . “You are asking me to help pick someone up from the airport? Or are you asking the president?”

On An Chuxia’s side, she holds the mobile in her left hand, while her right hand drums her fingers on her right leg . “You are asking me to help pick someone up from the airport? Or are you asking the president?”

“The president my a.s.s! I’ve already stressed him out . Anyway, you need to pick up the new transfer student . He’s the mystery guest to tonight’s banquet, but I have to go see my brother . You know my [familial] situation . It’s not something easy to escape . ”

Xiao Mingluo rarely has this tone, one that sounds very lost, but pretending that everything is okay . An Chuxia’s eyes turn dark . She knows about Xiao Mingluo’s brother, and because Mingluo’s father insisted on handing over the inheritance to Mingluo, since then, their relations.h.i.+p has not been harmonious .

“Fine, I’ll keep my promise!” It’s not a big deal to pick up the transfer student .  However, would this happen to be the mysterious transfer student that Fei Lixiya and Meng Xiaonan were betting on?

Xiao Mingluo is relieved to hear her response . However, he is still anxious, and squints at her . “You actually consent? You’re not teasing me?”

An Chuxia rolls her eyes . “I’m not teasing you . But have you ever heard of the saying, “There is no such thing as a free lunch”?”

He knew An Chuxia is smart and won’t do anything without vested self-interest . He sighs helplessly . “Let’s say, xiaonainai, I’ll promise you something in return!”

An Chuxia rolls her eyes . “I’m not teasing you . But have you ever heard of the saying, “There is no such thing as a free lunch”?”

He knew An Chuxia is smart and won’t do anything without vested self-interest . He sighs helplessly . “Let’s say, xiaonainai, I’ll promise you something in return!”

An Chuxia almost chokes on his words . “This is rare! Just remember, you owe me something, and no matter what happens in the future, you can’t refuse . Understand?”

“I know,” he promises despite a slight hesitation . .

By this time, Xiao Mingluo’s car arrives at the Xiao’s residence . Xiao Mingluo can see Xiao Mingyuan through the gla.s.s window . His expression, blank . His adam’s apple bobs up and down as he says to An Chuxia, “Dadong Airport . If you leave now, you will arrive before his plane touches ground . He’ll be wearing the school uniform, so you’ll be able to recognize him . I’m hanging up first . ”