Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Han Qilu releases his grip on Xiao Mingluo’s collar, but remains upset .

The name of the black devil is known amongst bystanders and gangsters . The name’s origin is from legends; they are people who murder in the night . Their methods are cruel, like death . That’s why their name is a.s.sociated with the black demon .

Han Qilu naturally knows him as the black demon, but in his head, he thought he’d be a person in his forties, maybe his thirties, but definitely not this young . He is anxious and uneasy in a way he’s never felt before .

“What’s with the two of you?” An Chuxia asks after she recovers from her shock .

“Nothing!” Xiao Mingluo shakes his head immediately . “We’re just talking . ”

An Chuxia reluctantly sighs . “It’s shameful that both of you act like three-year-old kids when you’re not . Go and tend to the wound on your face so it doesn’t get infected . ”

An Chuxia reluctantly sighs . “It’s shameful that both of you act like three-year-old kids when you’re not . Go and tend to the wound on your face so it doesn’t get infected . ”

Since there is no use arguing with An Chuxia, Xiao Mingluo pulls Ling Hanyu aside and says, “We’re headed to the hospital and won’t be back till later . Have fun, guys . See you then!”

He’s telling them to have a wild time without them .

As their voices fell, the two boys leave without a trace . An Chuxia, helpless, looks at Han Qilu . She tugs on his elbow . “Let’s go back . ”

He doesn’t want to return to the party and see Nangong Zifei . He’s not afraid of him, but he’s afraid he will hurt An Chuxia .

“Don’t!” An Chuxia rolls her eyes . “And who are you to say that?”

“Don’t!” An Chuxia rolls her eyes . “And who are you to say that?”

“Let’s go home and sleep, okay?” Han Qilu’s tone softens, and is filled with infinite tenderness . “I’m exhausted . I’ve had a busy day and haven’t rested . ”

An Chuxia moves her lips, but no words escape . Even her feet won’t move . Han Qilu smiles and wraps his arm around An Chuxia’s right shoulder . They walk out of the music room, and then the Stein College doors . During that short period, many Stein students witness this scene in shock and awe . He ignores the glances .

An Chuxia tries to break away from his grip, but fails . In the end, he tightens his hold on her . She wonders what happened to him today . He is acting very strange .

They reach the Han car . She’s about to enter when she realizes Han Qilu has locked her out .

She’s about to speak when Han Qilu says from the driver’s seat: “Stay away from Nangong Zifei, okay?” He may have said it as a request, but the tone didn’t give her the right to say no .

They reach the Han car . She’s about to enter when she realizes Han Qilu has locked her out .

She’s about to speak when Han Qilu says from the driver’s seat: “Stay away from Nangong Zifei, okay?” He may have said it as a request, but the tone didn’t give her the right to say no .

“Why?” An Chuxia can’t seem to comprehend . “Are you jealous? I’m only a friend to him . ”

Han Qilu looks at the right side, and the soft yellow light gently covers An Chuxia’s side . Her eyes are sincere and honest .

Of course, he believes her .

Suddenly, the door is unlocked . Despite the confusion, An Chuxia opens the door and gets in .