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Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Kang Wen's kisses trail down her neck to the first b.u.t.ton of her uniform. Her heart sinks heavily when he stops and unties her hands. Fatigue overtakes her.

"You're right, you're right. I don't dare." He grins and sits on the side of the bed. He is so distracted, he might as well be a desperate man waiting to be shot dead.

Her original plan to escape changes the moment she sees his expression. She recalls having the same expression when the doctor p.r.o.nounced her mother dead. She didn't cry or cause trouble. It was her shocked expression that convinced Han Liuhai to take her into the Han Family. Jiang Yuan saw her as a distressed child who needs a home.

And this happens. She doesn't wish despair and difficulty unless they're indifferent toward life or death. She's not this kind of person.

Her mother taught her at an early age to extend a helping hand when it's needed. Even a gentle hug can save a person's life.

An Chuxia sits up from the bed, clinging to that very idea.

Surprise fills Kang Wen's eyes when An Chuxia stares back at him, unafraid. Her lips move and say, "You… ."

He releases her and she blinks. "I'm hoping that in the future… I may be able to help you resolve your problem."

An Chuxia smiles warmly. It is friendly and distant, but different from the strange smile he witnessed earlier. His heart skips a beat as he looks at her. He realizes it's not just her face that's beautiful; so is her heart.

"Why would you want to help me?" He's unsure what to believe but he is convinced she can help him. Since he's offering, he might as well ask.

She looks up and firmly grabs on to the curtains as she gets out of the bed. Bright suns.h.i.+ne immediately floods the room giving it a warm, yellow glow.

The sun spills on her face. Her silhouette radiates like an angel. Kang Wen stares at her like he's coming off unhinged. His heart wavers and quietly buds.

"My mother in heaven told me to stretch out a hand to someone who needs help because good people would pa.s.s it forward." She smiles and continues. "I want you to do good as repayment."

He laughs. This little girl is really cute.

He flashes her a self-depracating smile after he confesses his burdent to An Chuxia. "In fact, I blame Han Qilu for all my jealousy. He is stunning, and I'm jealous that he eclipses my light. I will tell Jasmine this is all my fault."

"I'll get up to his face and scold him," she says about Qilu. "Your problems have multiplied from something so minute. And to tell you the truth, the Han Mansion never accepts anonymous letters. Otherwise, they'll receive a ton of them."

“What do you mean?"

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Kang Wen doesn't look at An Chuxia.

"I mean, Jasmine is the problem. Let's pretend I'm not happy. Will I let a person I like do something dangerous or illegal? No. This shows she doesn't love you. Why love her back?" She raises her chin and looks at him.

Kang Wen and Han Qilu are almost of the same height. She tilts her head to meet his eyes.

"I thought I loved her. Now… ." Kang Wen looks at An Chuxia and smiles. "Now I've realizes, she's the one who needs to apologize to me. You made me realize I should love someone who won't make me feel lonely."

"Then your best solution is to give her money and let her disappear. Even if she'll eventually tell Han Qilu, you can deny anything she says because you're not with her anymore. She deliberately lied to frame you."

He's been refused and ignored. Now that she has brought the issue to light, he finally leaves the cold. If he actually violated An Chuxia, he definitely would've been swallowed by the darkness.

It may be an exaggeration, but she gave him a second chance at life.

"I think I know what to do next. Thank you." He sincerely looks at her. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know what to do. Maybe I would've committed suicide."

She smiles. "Since you've know how to resolve this issue, quickly take me back untouched."

"I'll get the car. Uh… would you like to take a bath? I've not stayed here for more than three days, but all the equipment is functional and they run on solar." He feels a bit sorry as he stares at her disheveled clothes.

With her bow in disarray, she agrees to his suggestion. She takes a rapid shower to get herself together as he heads to the car.

***

The other side: The Han bookstore has long since been overturned.

“I told you to follow An Chuxia. Why did you come up?” Han Qilu's hardened voice scares the manager. "Do you still want to maintain your position?"

The manager is beyond anxious. The master's rage is perplexing. Almost in tears, he wants to tell Qilu he's wrong. It is truly hard to wait on this young master!

"Please don't be upset, master. I know I should've followed them but you did request I come immediately to the floor. I even ran up the stairs and skipped the elevator!" The manager explains his actions so he won't be fired from his position. He doesn't want to retire early since there isn't a retirement salary to take.

"What did you say?" Han Qilu suddenly feels bad. No wonder why his right eye has been twitching. Something must have happened. "Give me specific details."

"You told a tall man to tell me to hurry up to the fourth floor," the scared manager recalls.

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Han Qilu leaves the manager and strides toward the elevator.