Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Eventually, steward Han accompanies An Chuxia to the United States . Despite the fact that An Chuxia’s textbook-taught English is better than her last visit, it isn’t useful enough to search for Han Qilu .

It seems that her heart, like the plane, is currently soaring at a high alt.i.tude .

“Xiaonainai, don’t worry . ” Steward Han stares at An Chuxia’s worried expression and can’t bear it . Unfortunately, all he can do is comfort her with words .

“Don’t mind me . ” An Chuxia smiles weakly . “I am stronger than you think . ”

Steward Han doesn’t reply since he doesn’t know what else to say .

When they land in the U . S . , it is three in the morning . An Chuxia is checked into the same hotel and floor that Han Qilu has been residing in, courtesy of steward Han . In fact, her room is right next door .

Steward Han tells her to rest . The problem will be resolved by the morning . She nods in agreement, and closes the door on the steward after saying goodnight .

The presidential suite is large . It has floor-to-ceiling windows, and the early morning light is blanketing the city .

The presidential suite is large . It has floor-to-ceiling windows, and the early morning light is blanketing the city .

Although it’s not her first time being in the country, her mood is drastically different from when she first visited . During that time frame, despite the unpleasantness felt early on the trip, the happiness that came after made the trip worth it . Suddenly, she misses that period .

Now, she also regrets partic.i.p.ating in the wilderness excursion .

She also begins to regret meeting Han Qilu .

She adjusts quickly to the time difference . When she finally wakes up, she is alert . But she isn’t happy .

Yeah, how can she be happy?

The doorbell rings . Once she opens it, steward Han greets her with a smile . “You’re finally awake, xiaonainai . The young master is currently dining on the first floor . Would you like to proceed?”

The doorbell rings . Once she opens it, steward Han greets her with a smile . “You’re finally awake, xiaonainai . The young master is currently dining on the first floor . Would you like to proceed?”

“Did you tell him we’re here?” She asks, feeling nervous for no apparent reason .

“Not yet . ” Steward Han shakes his head . “I’ve prepared a few outfits for you to select from, you can change into them first . ”

He ends his sentence by saying, “You are meant to be his lady . ”

An Chuxia takes the clothes to the bedroom . The outfits are all eye-catching, but she doesn’t want to wear any of them . Instead, she picks something from her own wardrobe: light blue skinny jeans with a white s.h.i.+rt and a black jacket . She looks refres.h.i.+ng .

Once she adds on the final touches, she walks out of the bedroom . Steward Han doesn’t ask her why she didn’t wear any of the clothes he selected, but he had a strong feeling she wasn’t going to pick any of the outfits he chose to begin with .

They take the elevator to the first floor, but they don’t see Han Qilu .

“He was just here… . ” Steward Han whispers . “Xiaonainai, I’ll go look for him . ”

They take the elevator to the first floor, but they don’t see Han Qilu .

“He was just here… . ” Steward Han whispers . “Xiaonainai, I’ll go look for him . ”

Hurriedly, he walks away, not waiting for An Chuxia to reply .

She doesn’t want to stand there, so she walks out of the hotel . She walks towards a fountain square which is just past the hotel . A group of people are gathered there, watching in excitement .

Curious, An Chuxia goes over to check on the commotion .

The crowd is in a circle, and she tiptoes to see what they’re surrounding .

“Although I’m still not worthy, will you marry me?” Han Qilu asks . He’s wearing a casual outfit, but it doesn’t diminish his das.h.i.+ng looks . He’s down on one knee, holding a bouquet of roses in one hand, and around him are roses; b.l.o.o.d.y, countless roses .

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Translated by newbienoona.

Edited and proofread by anks.

Eventually, steward Han accompanies An Chuxia to the United States . Despite the fact that An Chuxia’s textbook-taught English is better than her last visit, it isn’t useful enough to search for Han Qilu

It seems that her heart, like the plane, is currently soaring at a high alt.i.tude

“Xiaonainai, don’t worry . ” Steward Han stares at An Chuxia’s worried expression and can’t bear it . Unfortunately, all he can do is comfort her with words

“Don’t mind me . ” An Chuxia smiles weakly . “I am stronger than you think . ”.

Steward Han doesn’t reply since he doesn’t know what else to say

When they land in the U . S . , it is three in the morning . An Chuxia is checked into the same hotel and floor that Han Qilu has been residing in, courtesy of steward Han . In fact, her room is right next door

Steward Han tells her to rest . The problem will be resolved by the morning . She nods in agreement, and closes the door on the steward after saying goodnight

The presidential suite is large . It has floor-to-ceiling windows, and the early morning light is blanketing the city

Although it’s not her first time being in the country, her mood is drastically different from when she first visited . During that time frame, despite the unpleasantness felt early on the trip, the happiness that came after made the trip worth it . Suddenly, she misses that period

Now, she also regrets partic.i.p.ating in the wilderness excursion

She also begins to regret meeting Han Qilu

She adjusts quickly to the time difference . When she finally wakes up, she is alert . But she isn’t happy

Yeah, how can she be happy?.

The doorbell rings . Once she opens it, steward Han greets her with a smile . “You’re finally awake, xiaonainai . The young master is currently dining on the first floor . Would you like to proceed?”.

“Did you tell him we’re here?” She asks, feeling nervous for no apparent reason

“Not yet . ” Steward Han shakes his head . “I’ve prepared a few outfits for you to select from, you can change into them first . ”.

He ends his sentence by saying, “You are meant to be his lady . ”.

An Chuxia takes the clothes to the bedroom . The outfits are all eye-catching, but she doesn’t want to wear any of them . Instead, she picks something from her own wardrobe: light blue skinny jeans with a white s.h.i.+rt and a black jacket . She looks refres.h.i.+ng

Once she adds on the final touches, she walks out of the bedroom . Steward Han doesn’t ask her why she didn’t wear any of the clothes he selected, but he had a strong feeling she wasn’t going to pick any of the outfits he chose to begin with

They take the elevator to the first floor, but they don’t see Han Qilu

“He was just here… . ” Steward Han whispers . “Xiaonainai, I’ll go look for him . ”.

Hurriedly, he walks away, not waiting for An Chuxia to reply

She doesn’t want to stand there, so she walks out of the hotel . She walks towards a fountain square which is just past the hotel . A group of people are gathered there, watching in excitement

Curious, An Chuxia goes over to check on the commotion

The crowd is in a circle, and she tiptoes to see what they’re surrounding

“Although I’m still not worthy, will you marry me?” Han Qilu asks . He’s wearing a casual outfit, but it doesn’t diminish his das.h.i.+ng looks . He’s down on one knee, holding a bouquet of roses in one hand, and around him are roses; b.l.o.o.d.y, countless roses