Translation courtesy of newbienoona
Editing and proofreading by greenapple and anks
Han Qilu’s mobile phone suddenly rings as he eats his breakfast. When he sees An Chuxia’s name on the screen, he frowns in confusion before looking at the bedroom door. He snorts as he looks at the half-open door. “An Chuxia, get dressed quickly and come out!”
After bellowing, the phone stops ringing. As he drinks his milk, he hears the new message tone on his phone.
He reads the short note. Han Qilu, if you want me to marry you, then get me a sanitary napkin and come in immediately!!!!!
Han Qilu chokes on his milk. Steward Han, who’s standing next to him, hands him a napkin. However, Han Qilu rejects it.
“Go buy [cough]… go buy sanitary napkins for our visitor.”
“Ah?” After a few moments, the butler looks at the general direction of the bedroom before leaving for the entrance, laughing without saying anything.
Nearly ten minutes later, An Chuxia is handed a large bag of toiletries. Why the fuck did he have to give her a large bag containing different brands, lengths of napkins, day, night, everything… .
Does he want her to sell sanitary napkins?
It takes her a while before she finally decides on one of the more reliable brands… with wings.
When she came out to have breakfast, she didn’t mention the incident at the table. She wanted to ask him if the reason he bought all those napkins was to show he had money… but she knew he was just being considerate.
Of course, what she doesn’t know is that steward Han instructed other people to run the chore, and since they didn’t know what brand to buy, they called Han Qilu. He instructed them over the phone to buy a variety of packages to cover all possible situations.
Compared to her silence, Han Qilu is a chatterbox. He is going on and on about attending the wedding of a Chairman’s son. Her ears start bleeding from listening to him.
Once she finishes drinking the last of the milk, she becomes impatient. She swirls her right finger into her ear. “Aren’t you tired yet?”
Han Qilu looks at her with piercing eyes. “I’m teaching you the rules! If something goes wrong at the wedding, they will laugh their heads off!”
Although what he said is correct, it’s the way it is said that’s wrong! An Chuxia lifts her gaze. “So, I won’t go. I’m a country bumpkin. I am not fit for the big table.”
He was going to scold her when Han Qilu realized her attitude changed. He looks at her in silence. “Then stay home, and don’t cause any trouble.”
He gets up as he glances at the time on his phone. He puts on the black suit jacket before gracefully moving toward the entrance… .
An Chuxia blinks. She can’t believe Han Qilu is allowing her to stay home.
“Hello!” The word extended with the last word dragging the “w” sound. By the time the door closed, she just lets out a slight “pa” sound.
“Little miss, do you need me to accompany you?” Steward Han looks at her, bowing slightly.
Translation courtesy of newbienoona
Editing and proofreading by greenapple and anks
Han Qilu’s mobile phone suddenly rings as he eats his breakfast. When he sees An Chuxia’s name on the screen, he frowns in confusion before looking at the bedroom door. He snorts as he looks at the half-open door. “An Chuxia, get dressed quickly and come out!”
After bellowing, the phone stops ringing. As he drinks his milk, he hears the new message tone on his phone.
He reads the short note. Han Qilu, if you want me to marry you, then get me a sanitary napkin and come in immediately!!!!!
Han Qilu chokes on his milk. Steward Han, who’s standing next to him, hands him a napkin. However, Han Qilu rejects it.
“Go buy [cough]… go buy sanitary napkins for our visitor.”
“Ah?” After a few moments, the butler looks at the general direction of the bedroom before leaving for the entrance, laughing without saying anything.
Nearly ten minutes later, An Chuxia is handed a large bag of toiletries. Why the fuck did he have to give her a large bag containing different brands, lengths of napkins, day, night, everything… .
Does he want her to sell sanitary napkins?
It takes her a while before she finally decides on one of the more reliable brands… with wings.
When she came out to have breakfast, she didn’t mention the incident at the table. She wanted to ask him if the reason he bought all those napkins was to show he had money… but she knew he was just being considerate.
Of course, what she doesn’t know is that steward Han instructed other people to run the chore, and since they didn’t know what brand to buy, they called Han Qilu. He instructed them over the phone to buy a variety of packages to cover all possible situations.
Compared to her silence, Han Qilu is a chatterbox. He is going on and on about attending the wedding of a Chairman’s son. Her ears start bleeding from listening to him.
Once she finishes drinking the last of the milk, she becomes impatient. She swirls her right finger into her ear. “Aren’t you tired yet?”
Han Qilu looks at her with piercing eyes. “I’m teaching you the rules! If something goes wrong at the wedding, they will laugh their heads off!”
Although what he said is correct, it’s the way it is said that’s wrong! An Chuxia lifts her gaze. “So, I won’t go. I’m a country bumpkin. I am not fit for the big table.”
He was going to scold her when Han Qilu realized her attitude changed. He looks at her in silence. “Then stay home, and don’t cause any trouble.”
He gets up as he glances at the time on his phone. He puts on the black suit jacket before gracefully moving toward the entrance… .
An Chuxia blinks. She can’t believe Han Qilu is allowing her to stay home.
“Hello!” The word extended with the last word dragging the “w” sound. By the time the door closed, she just lets out a slight “pa” sound.
“Little miss, do you need me to accompany you?” Steward Han looks at her, bowing slightly.
