Translated by nightcache
Edited and proofread by anks
This isn’t the time to explain. Fortunately, Bath’s face has turned for the worse; like he has eaten two stools.
He has to remind Han Qilu to keep his distance from An Chuxia and stop playing an absurd game of playing house.
An Chuxia continues to frown. Bath hasn’t moved his chopsticks, and she dare not touch hers. She sits upright, waiting for Jiang Yuan’s return. But she doesn’t know what’s keeping her for so long. Han Liuhai has been on the phone for quite a while too. They can hear words like “project report” and “core data”. It seems the call will take a while.
Bath coldly says through clenched teeth, “Han Qilu, you have a fiancee!”
Han Qilu casually shifts in his seat and answers, “Are we still engaged? After all, knowing you, wouldn’t you have checked on me earlier? I like An Chuxia, and it’s a fact, so… .”
He didn’t finish his statement. An Chuxia, like an idiot, turns and stares at Han Qilu. She didn’t think he’d speak so frankly to Bath.
Han Qilu winks mischievously at An Chuxia after seeing the surprise on her face.
He’s always like this. He immediately changes his face and leaves you unable to tell which Han Qilu is real, whether he is gentle, or cold, or violent.
Han Qilu changes a lot, and sometimes, even she can’t tell.
“You…!” Bath says hurriedly. However, Jiang Yuan, who’s helping the maid, puts a ceramic pot filled with fish soup on the table. She had the maid investigate what Basa Li dislikes. Apparently, she doesn’t like eating fish after eating spoiled carp soup. So she deliberately sent the housekeeping team to the market to buy a big batch of carp soup.
Bath stops speaking the moment he sees Jiang Yuan. It is obvious, she supports An Chuxia, and as far as Han Liuhai is concerned, he wouldn’t risk his marriage over this matter.
“What kind of soup is this?” Han Qilu raises his eyelids. “Don’t tell me it’s bone soup again. I’ve lost weight recently.”
Jiang Yuan rolls her eyes at him. “Are you still losing weight? It’s soup, but you’ve guessed wrong. It’s not bone. It’s… .”
She deliberately prolongs her response by reaching for the wet towel handed over by the maid. She lays the cloth on top of the lid, and lifts it. Suddenly, the fish scent permeates the air.
“It’s carp soup!” says Jiang Yuan, putting the lid down as she hides her smile while looking at Basa Li.
Sure enough, Basa Li’s face turns green. She suddenly gags and heaves.
Bath stands up quickly and shouts, “Take the fish soup away, quickly! Hand me a towel and water!” He pats Basa Li’s back. The maid who was farthest away from the table glances at Jiang Yuan. After gaining approval, she takes the lid and returns it on the pot before taking the untouched carp soup back to the kitchen.
Translated by nightcache
Edited and proofread by anks
This isn’t the time to explain. Fortunately, Bath’s face has turned for the worse; like he has eaten two stools.
He has to remind Han Qilu to keep his distance from An Chuxia and stop playing an absurd game of playing house.
An Chuxia continues to frown. Bath hasn’t moved his chopsticks, and she dare not touch hers. She sits upright, waiting for Jiang Yuan’s return. But she doesn’t know what’s keeping her for so long. Han Liuhai has been on the phone for quite a while too. They can hear words like “project report” and “core data”. It seems the call will take a while.
Bath coldly says through clenched teeth, “Han Qilu, you have a fiancee!”
Han Qilu casually shifts in his seat and answers, “Are we still engaged? After all, knowing you, wouldn’t you have checked on me earlier? I like An Chuxia, and it’s a fact, so… .”
He didn’t finish his statement. An Chuxia, like an idiot, turns and stares at Han Qilu. She didn’t think he’d speak so frankly to Bath.
Han Qilu winks mischievously at An Chuxia after seeing the surprise on her face.
He’s always like this. He immediately changes his face and leaves you unable to tell which Han Qilu is real, whether he is gentle, or cold, or violent.
Han Qilu changes a lot, and sometimes, even she can’t tell.
“You…!” Bath says hurriedly. However, Jiang Yuan, who’s helping the maid, puts a ceramic pot filled with fish soup on the table. She had the maid investigate what Basa Li dislikes. Apparently, she doesn’t like eating fish after eating spoiled carp soup. So she deliberately sent the housekeeping team to the market to buy a big batch of carp soup.
Bath stops speaking the moment he sees Jiang Yuan. It is obvious, she supports An Chuxia, and as far as Han Liuhai is concerned, he wouldn’t risk his marriage over this matter.
“What kind of soup is this?” Han Qilu raises his eyelids. “Don’t tell me it’s bone soup again. I’ve lost weight recently.”
Jiang Yuan rolls her eyes at him. “Are you still losing weight? It’s soup, but you’ve guessed wrong. It’s not bone. It’s… .”
She deliberately prolongs her response by reaching for the wet towel handed over by the maid. She lays the cloth on top of the lid, and lifts it. Suddenly, the fish scent permeates the air.
“It’s carp soup!” says Jiang Yuan, putting the lid down as she hides her smile while looking at Basa Li.
Sure enough, Basa Li’s face turns green. She suddenly gags and heaves.
Bath stands up quickly and shouts, “Take the fish soup away, quickly! Hand me a towel and water!” He pats Basa Li’s back. The maid who was farthest away from the table glances at Jiang Yuan. After gaining approval, she takes the lid and returns it on the pot before taking the untouched carp soup back to the kitchen.
