Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
Han Qilu’s lips move like they’re about to say something. Then, he decides against it. He just clamps his mouth shut as he turns his head toward the window. His expression isn’t as stiff, his anger has calmed down a bit.
An Chuxia shrugs before reaching for the chip in the bag.
“Be a bit more quiet!” Han Qilu turns his head to her and frowns. “Other people might want to sleep even if you don’t.”
Who is he referring to? An Chuxia looks around the quiet bus. Everyone is holding their breath, afraid of making a sound. They… don’t seem to want to be asleep.
“Han Qilu~.” An Chuxia is about to argue when he reaches out for a chip and shoves it in his mouth.
“Come on. Let’s eat together.”
“Hey! Don’t be stupid! -_-”
Han Qilu shoves a mouthful of chips, sprinkling some on the floor.
This annoying boy! An Chuxia grits her teeth as she prepares to educate the young master about the sins of wasting food when the bus suddenly breaks hard. For that moment, a few students tumble from their seats. =_=^
With fast reflexes, Han Qilu quickly pulls An Chuxia in his arms. They both tumble from inertia.
An Chuxia mourns the snack bag. The wonderful chips are now scattered on the floor.
“What happened?”
Han Qilu’s tone isn’t pleased, and the driver is aware. The driver hurriedly explains that the sudden halt is caused by the cars parked on the road. As soon as the driver finishes his explanation, the doors to the parked car suddenly open. Several people come out of the car and walk toward the bus. He recalls that these cars look similar to the ones An Chuxia was driven in not too long ago.
“They dare stop our bus, young master Qilu. We will smash their vehicle!” The boys roll up their sleeves, prepping for a fight.
Han Qilu remains silent. He squints at the men standing in front of the car. They seem to be saying something, but because of the running engine, he can’t hear what they’re saying. At the end, he turns his eyes to the black Q8’s window. Murderous eyes flash for a moment.
“Open the door and let them in.” Han Qilu goes back to his seat, looking upset.
“Well, young master Qilu. We will rush… .” The boy suddenly says before realizing what the young master has just said. He allowed them to enter the bus instead of letting them get off to fight. He is suddenly stunned. “Ah? What did you say?”
“My brother-in-law said, open the door. Don’t you understand the gesture?” Meng Xiaonan rolls her eyes.
The boy goes back to his seat to sit.
When the door opens, men in black suits immediately enter the bus. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is Miss An Chuxia in this bus?”
An Chuxia, who’s still mourning the loss of her bag of chips, suddenly snaps out of her fugue.
“Ah? Are you talking about An Chuxia?” After a few classmates nod, she unconsciously shrinks beside Han Qilu. “I am.”
Satisfied with An Chuxia’s confirmation, the man looks to the side and the corner of his mouth lifts as he looks straight at the men, waiting for them to continue.
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
Han Qilu’s lips move like they’re about to say something. Then, he decides against it. He just clamps his mouth shut as he turns his head toward the window. His expression isn’t as stiff, his anger has calmed down a bit.
An Chuxia shrugs before reaching for the chip in the bag.
“Be a bit more quiet!” Han Qilu turns his head to her and frowns. “Other people might want to sleep even if you don’t.”
Who is he referring to? An Chuxia looks around the quiet bus. Everyone is holding their breath, afraid of making a sound. They… don’t seem to want to be asleep.
“Han Qilu~.” An Chuxia is about to argue when he reaches out for a chip and shoves it in his mouth.
“Come on. Let’s eat together.”
“Hey! Don’t be stupid! -_-”
Han Qilu shoves a mouthful of chips, sprinkling some on the floor.
This annoying boy! An Chuxia grits her teeth as she prepares to educate the young master about the sins of wasting food when the bus suddenly breaks hard. For that moment, a few students tumble from their seats. =_=^
With fast reflexes, Han Qilu quickly pulls An Chuxia in his arms. They both tumble from inertia.
An Chuxia mourns the snack bag. The wonderful chips are now scattered on the floor.
“What happened?”
Han Qilu’s tone isn’t pleased, and the driver is aware. The driver hurriedly explains that the sudden halt is caused by the cars parked on the road. As soon as the driver finishes his explanation, the doors to the parked car suddenly open. Several people come out of the car and walk toward the bus. He recalls that these cars look similar to the ones An Chuxia was driven in not too long ago.
“They dare stop our bus, young master Qilu. We will smash their vehicle!” The boys roll up their sleeves, prepping for a fight.
Han Qilu remains silent. He squints at the men standing in front of the car. They seem to be saying something, but because of the running engine, he can’t hear what they’re saying. At the end, he turns his eyes to the black Q8’s window. Murderous eyes flash for a moment.
“Open the door and let them in.” Han Qilu goes back to his seat, looking upset.
“Well, young master Qilu. We will rush… .” The boy suddenly says before realizing what the young master has just said. He allowed them to enter the bus instead of letting them get off to fight. He is suddenly stunned. “Ah? What did you say?”
“My brother-in-law said, open the door. Don’t you understand the gesture?” Meng Xiaonan rolls her eyes.
The boy goes back to his seat to sit.
When the door opens, men in black suits immediately enter the bus. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is Miss An Chuxia in this bus?”
An Chuxia, who’s still mourning the loss of her bag of chips, suddenly snaps out of her fugue.
“Ah? Are you talking about An Chuxia?” After a few classmates nod, she unconsciously shrinks beside Han Qilu. “I am.”
Satisfied with An Chuxia’s confirmation, the man looks to the side and the corner of his mouth lifts as he looks straight at the men, waiting for them to continue.
