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Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

She finds a cold ice pack on her neck when she wakes up early the next day. She runs her fingers down her neck and feels nothing. She picks up the mirror she took from the bathroom and sets it on her bedside table. It's a miracle! The kiss marks have miraculously disappeared.

She glances to the side of the bed and finds something that appears to be like aloe paste, with characters unrecognizable to her. She realizes it's the ointment applied to her neck. But who applied it? Han Qilu?

Thinking of Han Qilu applying the medicinal ointment on her skin makes her irritable. Gooseb.u.mps run down her skin. In this era, who dies because of such an anomaly?

This isn't good! She must draw a line on this uncertainty. Otherwise, she'll have difficulty separating life in school.

Peng! She looks outside the door just in time for him to walk through. He is stunned to see her at the entrance but he regains his composure quickly.

"Awake?" he greets. She looks at him uncomfortably. He is reticent and his silence is driving her insane. Finally, she opens her mouth. "Han husband, I think we need to draw a clear line before going to school."

"Little girl, you mean you're tired of playing with me so now you want to push me away?" Last night, he lost to Chen Ma while looking for the drug in the medicine box. Come to think of it, his approach was all wrong.

An Chuxia pastes a brilliant smile as soon as she sees his face turn hostile. She walks toward him and rubs his arm. "Han Qilu, husband, ah, you see, there are so many beautiful girls in school who like you. If I'm intimate with you, I wouldn't know how I'm going to die… so… ."

Who knew Qilu gets angry when he immediately doesn't recognize people? He breaks free from An Chuxia's grip to calm himself. "Your life has nothing to do with me. As long as this young master is happy, you can go back to your room." He doesn't know where his anger is coming from. He pushes An Chuxia into the room and suddenly shuts the door.

An Chuxia falls to the ground and she immediately feels she's been treated unjustly. Getting angry quicker than an automatic money counter, she swears today is when she kills the b.a.s.t.a.r.d. He's inhuman! She claps her hands as she pushes herself off the ground. She actually feels dampness on her cheek. She cried unexpectedly when she was pushed.

She curses him. She tries to shake things off when she realizes this isn't the room Qilu sent her to get her clothes. Have the windows increased? She walks out of the door and starts counting: one, two, three, four. This is the fourth room… Her room, right! She walks back in and recognizes the table, chair, and bed. She confirms it's her room. But did the windows get bigger? The only explanation she can come up with is Jiang Yuan had remodeled the windows to make them bigger. This is the affluent life!

After changing outfits, she pastes a big smile on her face and adjusts her mood in front of the mirror before heading downstairs to eat breakfast. She asks Jiang Yuan about Qilu's whereabouts when she doesn't see him. She's informed Chuxia he didn't eat breakfast so he can feed Batian. Jiang Yuan says he doesn't eat breakfast often. She rushes to finish her meal. Then, she packs a sandwich and a box of milk in a plastic bag before walking to the kennel.

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

TL: RMB- renminbi or Chinese yuan

There are no cla.s.ses since it's a Sat.u.r.day. Holding the lunch bag, Chuxia feels extremely perturbed as she approaches the kennel. She's unafraid of Han Qilu, but Batian is a different matter. He's domineering.

"That… Han Qilu!" She didn't call him husband. Despite standing ten meters away, close enough to hear her call his name. But he makes it clear he doesn't care about her. He's lost in thought as he brushes the dog's hair. He doesn't care if she approaches them. Who knows if the dog goes crazy?

Although steward Han repeatedly a.s.sures her Batian is a calm dog, she feels the dog is terrible and lacks tranquility.

She sits the distance away from them. She didn't expect the dog for the dog to take half an hour to be fed so she dozes off. With the weather being nice, and the air being fresh, she lays on the soft lawn.

"Oh, that hurts!" She rubs her hands and opens her eyes. Han Qilu stands erect and looks down on her without hesitation.

"You're blocking my way." Han Qilu spits out coldly. His response seems ludicrous seeing the road is five trucks put together in length. Why does he have to step on her hand?

b.a.s.t.a.r.d! She silently curses him. She gets up and says, "Sorry."

Her apology catches him off-guard. Usually, she flies into a rage and immediately jumps to fight him to death. So why is she so bizarre today? He looks at her from head to toe before moving his lips. "Why are you looking for me?"

He deliberately pretended not to hear her when she called him. Is this woman not sentimental and only whispers at a range only dogs can hear? Deep inside, he's angry with her. However, her calm exterior makes him feel odd.

She should just change her mindset. Why doesn't she move out? Because she has no money. TT. She is broke and despite Han fubu's card, she refuses to move out with that money. She has to earn the money herself. From now on, she will try to make money and rid of Han and this h.e.l.l at the same time.

As far making money is concerned, she needs access to RMB to earn it. She has to change her behavior. From now on, the only thing she could think about is how to make money.

"You're in a daze. I asked, what do you want?" His disposition is bad. She realizes she has no alternative recourse but to be friendly. Thinking of ways of making money, she's willing to endure humiliation for her freedom in the near future. When that time comes, she'll feel unburdened walking out of the house!

An angelic smile spreads on her lips as she says, "Eldest son, I noticed you didn't get to eat breakfast so I brought it to you." Then she takes the plastic bag and realizes it's light. She wonders where the food and the box of milk went.

She recalls being bored and laying on the ground. Since she was still hungry, she took a piece… no, several pieces of the sandwich… but it seems like she also drank the milk.

Now, she's left with an empty bag.