Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
“Are you Miss An Chuxia?” The man who walked in front of her rejoices. He turns and runs away without hearing her response.
She is baffled and confused, but the door to the parked car suddenly opens, and a person she recognizes descends from the car. She should know this person, but she can’t remember from where.
A heavy, thundering sound heads toward her, followed by a loud, “Sister-in-law!”
Sister-in-law? An Chuxia tenses as she hears the title. The man’s eyes are filled with delight. An Chuxia’s eyes jump as she asks, “Excuse me, are you referring to me?”
“Of course! Of course, I’m calling you!” The fat man steps forward. His face is filled with frustration. “Sister-in-law, don’t you remember me?”
This is… what’s this about?
Seeing An Chuxia’s reaction, the men laugh at the fat man’s distorted expression.
“Hey, fat man, does my laoda know you? If she doesn’t, don’t scream at her, you hear me?” Meng Xiaonan asks, upset. As she assesses the situation, this fat man doesn’t know about Han Qilu, but he calls laoda sister-in-law. It can only mean that this fat man’s gege is someone else.
She looks at Han Qilu’s face. Just like Meng Xiaonan’s, it’s unhappy.
“Sister-in-law, you really don’t remember me? It’s me Jiao Daihu. Jiao Daihu!”
The man’s words open her memories like a floodgate.
“Don’t you remember your relationship with my boss? You’re my sister-in-law, and I’m Jiao Daihu!”
“Laoda, did you develop tender feelings for the fairer sex?”
“Shouldn’t I accompany you, sister-in-law?”
“Ah, it’s you!” An Chuxia’s eyebrows shoot up as she stands up. “Sorry, it took me a while to recognize you. However, I’m not your sister-in-law. It’s a misunderstanding.”
“Misunderstanding?” Jiao Daihu smacks his head. “There’s no such thing as a misunderstanding. Okay, sister-in-law, come with me.”
As soon as he takes a step towards An Chuxia, Han Qilu takes a hold of An Chuxia’s hand. “Move slowly.”
The two words sound breezy and light, but the underlying tone will make one tremble unconsciously. Jiao Daihu finally looks at the boy, whom he missed earlier, since he was sitting. No, he can’t call him a boy because he has a look that can kill. It doesn’t match his age. His face is tight, and the dark eyes are staring him down. This man is filled with anger; one that matches his boss.
Jiao Daihu isn’t scared of Han Qilu. He looks at him directly and says, “Hey, let go of her hand. Otherwise, I won’t be too nice to you.”
He speaks loudly. Loud enough that everyone in the bus covers their ears.
“Stupid boy. You actually disrespect young master Qilu?” A boy stands up, only to be shoved by Jiao Daihu.
“Mind your own business! We’re all friends here.” An Chuxia quickly serves as the cool head. She pulls her hand away. “Sorry, Jiao Daihu. My classmates are rather impulsive. What are you looking for?”
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
“Are you Miss An Chuxia?” The man who walked in front of her rejoices. He turns and runs away without hearing her response.
She is baffled and confused, but the door to the parked car suddenly opens, and a person she recognizes descends from the car. She should know this person, but she can’t remember from where.
A heavy, thundering sound heads toward her, followed by a loud, “Sister-in-law!”
Sister-in-law? An Chuxia tenses as she hears the title. The man’s eyes are filled with delight. An Chuxia’s eyes jump as she asks, “Excuse me, are you referring to me?”
“Of course! Of course, I’m calling you!” The fat man steps forward. His face is filled with frustration. “Sister-in-law, don’t you remember me?”
This is… what’s this about?
Seeing An Chuxia’s reaction, the men laugh at the fat man’s distorted expression.
“Hey, fat man, does my laoda know you? If she doesn’t, don’t scream at her, you hear me?” Meng Xiaonan asks, upset. As she assesses the situation, this fat man doesn’t know about Han Qilu, but he calls laoda sister-in-law. It can only mean that this fat man’s gege is someone else.
She looks at Han Qilu’s face. Just like Meng Xiaonan’s, it’s unhappy.
“Sister-in-law, you really don’t remember me? It’s me Jiao Daihu. Jiao Daihu!”
The man’s words open her memories like a floodgate.
“Don’t you remember your relationship with my boss? You’re my sister-in-law, and I’m Jiao Daihu!”
“Laoda, did you develop tender feelings for the fairer sex?”
“Shouldn’t I accompany you, sister-in-law?”
“Ah, it’s you!” An Chuxia’s eyebrows shoot up as she stands up. “Sorry, it took me a while to recognize you. However, I’m not your sister-in-law. It’s a misunderstanding.”
“Misunderstanding?” Jiao Daihu smacks his head. “There’s no such thing as a misunderstanding. Okay, sister-in-law, come with me.”
As soon as he takes a step towards An Chuxia, Han Qilu takes a hold of An Chuxia’s hand. “Move slowly.”
The two words sound breezy and light, but the underlying tone will make one tremble unconsciously. Jiao Daihu finally looks at the boy, whom he missed earlier, since he was sitting. No, he can’t call him a boy because he has a look that can kill. It doesn’t match his age. His face is tight, and the dark eyes are staring him down. This man is filled with anger; one that matches his boss.
Jiao Daihu isn’t scared of Han Qilu. He looks at him directly and says, “Hey, let go of her hand. Otherwise, I won’t be too nice to you.”
He speaks loudly. Loud enough that everyone in the bus covers their ears.
“Stupid boy. You actually disrespect young master Qilu?” A boy stands up, only to be shoved by Jiao Daihu.
“Mind your own business! We’re all friends here.” An Chuxia quickly serves as the cool head. She pulls her hand away. “Sorry, Jiao Daihu. My classmates are rather impulsive. What are you looking for?”
