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Translated, edited, and proofread by newbienoona

She's only heard of Han Group’s real estate arm, but now, it seems like real estate isn't so simple: shopping malls, hotels… it seems Han Group’s industry comprises of everything.

She looks around, and left of the century trade's giant sign is a logo reading "Han Group".

"How about that, my future wife? Isn't our home bookstore very small?" Han Qilu proudly walks next to An Chuxia. "Come on, let's go in. Oh, yes, I don't have my card so I'm afraid we'll have to go through the back door."

"What do you mean?" An Chuxia asks, puzzled. If Han Qilu has no money, how can they buy books? He doesn't wait for her to ask. He grabs her wrist and tugs her into the bookstore.

An Chen Chuan follows behind them, rubbing his eyes. The air in front of him is heavy and it leaves him breathless. He feels sorry for himself now for asking An Chuxia to go out today and have the demon follow.

"Chenchuan, keep up." An Chuxia doesn't forget him, despite being pulled by Qilu. Surprised, An Chenchuan nods and keeps up.

"Welcome to… ." The gla.s.s doors in front of them open slowly. Qilu speaks loudly, sounding official. The store has air conditioning and walking inside is refres.h.i.+ng and comfortable.

An Chuxia still has her head down as Han Qilu takes them through the back door. He has since pulled out his cell phone in search of an address.

"What a handsome boy!" They enter the door and immediately attract a lot of attention.

Many eyes are stuck on Han Qilu. It doesn't matter where he is, he is considered the most attractive and dazzling. This kind of recognition makes people really jealous. In An Chuxia's case, she avoids that kind of jealousy because of him.

"Manager? I'm currently at the door. Come quickly and show us around." He immediately hangs up the phone and doesn't wait for the end of the line to react.

An Chuxia turns her back on him disgusted. Show us around? Who does he think he is, the emperor?

Soon, the general manager runs out from the elevator. Behind him are uniformed staff. They all seem to be panting from hurrying to meet the young master.

"Master Han Qilu, it really is you!” The general manager takes out his handkerchief and wipes the sweat off his forehead. "Don't you buy magazines on Sunday?"

It appears to be Han Qilu isn't lying. An Chuxia glances at him. Every week, he really buys racing magazines, and… bad comics! Good variation, really!

Han Qilu doesn't immediately answer the general manager's words but he arrogantly raises his wrist and looks at his Swarovski watch. "I'll give you ten minutes. There will be two guests using the VIP room. It will be used for extracurricular high school counseling."

The general manager nods repeatedly. “Yes Yes! You are going to your VIP room. How much staff do you need at your disposal?"

Han Qilu has since turned to the store without responding. The general manager gestures to his employees and a few reluctant women respond, "Yes, manager!”

Translated, edited, and proofread by newbienoona

"Young master Han Qilu.” The general manager walks to Han Qilu's side. “Your girlfriend is also in your room."

Han Qilu's face suddenly turns gloomy. An Chuxia is also slightly surprised to hear the general manager's words. Girlfriend. Is he referring to Mo Xinwei? She is not supposed to be there.

An Chuxia looks up at Qilu and speaks up. "Han Qilu, I don't think we need much review material. I'll pick a few of them."

Although he knows An Chuxia is unhappy, Qilu smiles. "What? Jealous?"

Jealous? Why would she be jealous? She isn't jealous of the qualifications, right? Her mouth tugs in disdain. "I just don't want to waste resources. Chenchuan, let's go."

She tugs on An Chenchuan's clothes to leave. Han Qilu looks at her back as she takes off. He doesn't catch up. Instead, he turns his head to the general manager and says, "Haven't I said you can't let that woman into my exclusive guest room?"

Although Han Qilu's expression is flat, his cold voice makes the general manager break in cold sweat. He holds a handkerchief, trembling. He moves his lips. "I tried stopping her but Miss Mo Xinwei said I wouldn't dare stop her."

Han Qilu's eyes shoot him a frosty gaze. He looks at the direction An Chuxia took and says, "I'll handle this. However, follow the lady with the book… no, my orders. Don't let her leave with that man."

"Yes, yes." The general manager hastens and trails An Chuxia's direction. He knows the young master is really appalling. It is fortuitous he is only in once a week. If he came in daily, his heart won't be able to take it.

A trace of a smile hangs on An Chenchuan's face when An Chuxia tugged on him. Buying a study guide was a ruse. He just wants a chance to be with her alone, and now, the opportunity has arrived.

"You said they sell our extracurricular counseling materials and resources?" An Chuxia asks as An Chenchuan pulls her. Turn left, turn right, turn left and left again. She's getting dizzy. She can't tell where everything is. She feels like she is headless… or that her brain is filled with flies.

An Chenchuan laughs at her adorable frown. "We can slow down. We have time."

"Yes." She smiles back in agreement. The general manager catches up with them, again, panting.

"You're the manager, right?" An Chuxia asks, tilting her head.

The manager nods, putting on a smile despite being busy. "Miss, Master Han instructed me to take you to find the information you need."

Don't speak his name!" An Chuxia doesn't want to hear Qilu's name and refuses to be helped. He didn't catch up with them and the truth is, her heart is a little upset. She doesn't need his good intentions!

Despite her refusal, the manager says calmly, "Miss, there is so much around. If you two need to find a book quickly, I can find it for you." The man looks nauseated at the thought of leaving them to help themselves.

An Chuxia wonders if his psychology is based on the fact he’s over fifty years old.