Master Devil Don't Kiss Me Chapter 217-218

CHAPTER 217 Black Street Laoda

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Edited, and proofread by anks

"What's this?" Meng Xiaonan leans over and whispers into An Chuxia's ear. "I see what you mean about making a 'long story short'. We can't concern ourselves with this now. Haven't we suffered enough?"

An Chuxia glares, but Xiaonan continues talking. "Rest a.s.sured, this matter will be alright. Thirty-seventy."

"Yeah, right! Thirty you." An Chuxia kicks her on her rear. Xiaonan jumps to avoid her foot. She sticks her tongue out when Chuxia missed. Calmly, she lowers her voice. "I get seventy. Haven't we agreed?"

An Chuxia holds her breath. She doesn't want to impulsively strangle her friend. "Is this really hard for you to understand? Fifty-fifty. No more discussion."

Chuxia covers her mouth as she smiles. "Fifty-five." Every time Xiaonan bargains, she'll change the midpoint. Then she and Xiaonan negotiate. But that leaves steward Han really confused. Fifty-five? Sixty-four? What is it?

 Once the girls reach a milk tea shop, they decide to sit by the window. One curls one of her legs on the seat while the other sits virtuously on the chair. Both seem to be tired. As steward Han excuses himself to use the facilities, Chuxia glares at Meng Xiaonan. "Don't you think you've gone too far? Steward Han gave you over two-hundred thousand! What's worse is you put money as a priority and that doesn't sit well with me."

Xiaonan's eyes narrow carefully. "Isn't it convenient?… Don't you want to run away?"

Despite her contemptuous stare, An Chuxia says, "You really know me. I need to pay Qilu's aging mother enough money for tuition and board, but I also need money to rent a house… So, my life has a main goal, and that's money!"

Meng Xiaonan happily leans over and whispers,"In fact, your fiance is good, ah! He's a standard, gold-plated handsome man! If you don't like him, then share him with me!"

"Even you, ah!" She reluctantly smiles. "I won't be able to explain it to you in a day or two what that a.s.sh*le has done, but regardless of how many days he gives me to apologize to him, I told him I hate him."

Suddenly, she remembers him say, "We don't hate each other. At least, I don't hate you now." She can't help but feel her cheeks flush. Xiaonan sees her friend's traitorous reaction and smiles. "Xiao laoda, you should be nicer to that a.s.sh*le… Whatever! What a.s.sh*le? You shouldn't be… ."

"Shut up!" She stares at Xiaonan coldly. "It's impossible!"

"It's only impossible if you say it's impossible! Why should you react so harshly? Let me remind you, ah, it's not like the tuition at Stein is not expensive. It's like, two million! To these rich people, this isn't much but for me… it's not right! My aging mother now says I'm the daughter from a wealthy family. Ha!"

Surprised, An Chuxia immediately reacts. "Yeah, ah! Daughter of a wealthy family, it is good you remember me! My money saved you first. Now that we're talking about money, I have to think of other matters… Like Ling Hanyu!"

She pulls her mobile from her pocket and starts searching for Ling Hanyu's number in her address book. She presses the dial key… .

On the other side of the town, Ling Hanyu and Xiao Mingluo are summoned by Han Qilu downtown at the B District Black Street… .

CHAPTER 218 Do You Like An Chuxia

Translated by newbienoona

Edited, and proofread by anks

The surrounding temperature suddenly drops. Ling Hanyu and Xiao Mingluo look at each other before asking in chorus, “How could we have possible mentioned the taboo?”

Qilu turns around to cool off. Taking advantage of the light in the dark room, he stares at his friends. His eyes are devoid of mercy. "I'm asking one last time, you didn't?"

Both know neither one of them can deceive Han Qilu. As Mingluo looks at Hanyu, he loudly professes, "No! Even if you kill me, I haven't! Because… Because I didn't say anything! If we say we didn't tell her anything, we didn't!"

A bloodthirsty smile spreads across his lips. His eyes catch a glint of the light. His gaze falls on Ling Hanyu. "Hanyu, you'll never lie to me." Qilu implies that he'll be dead if he's being deceived.

Feeling the pressure of Xiao Mingluo's eyes on him, Hanyu raises his chin and says, "I haven't told her anything."

Han Qilu's ruthless smile deepens. His eyes travel back to a desperate Xiao Mingluo. "Told you we said nothing."

Clenching his teeth, Mingluo lifts his chin and flashes Qilu a pitiful smile. "Why are you forcing us to confess to something we didn't do?" He swears under his breath if he lives to see the end of the day, he will turn the evil creature, Hanyu, into chopped liver!

After pursing his lips for quite a while, Han Qilu says with a depressed voice, "Why mention her? What happened between her and me seemed so long ago. If it weren't for An Chuxia, I would've almost forgotten Mankuai's existence."

Someone is acutely aware this is his last chance. If he doesn't hold on tightly, this might as well be his h.e.l.l! His mind suddenly drifts between two lenses: a black and a white variable. Both inscriptions beckon him, "Welcome to h.e.l.l… ."

Shaking off the fearful lens filters, he pretends to appear unaffected. "Before that girl starts liking you, firmly push her away. Tell her not to hold much hope. The bigger the expectation, the bigger the disappointment. After all, 'that taboo' is the only thing in your heart. I may be fickle, but I'd never hurt anyone as pure as that girl. Would you?"

He sneers as he walks in front of Xiao Mingluo. He looks down on him since he's sitting on the ground. He says nothing for a few moments before moving his lips and saying casually, "Are you saying you like An Chuxia?"

The once unemotional Ling Hanyu suddenly has an inexplicable expression. He turns around to look at Xiao Mingluo, waiting for his reply.

"My preferences has always been very serious. An Chuxia's figure is… not one I seek!" He smiles. "Your response is kind of strange. Has An Chuxia become your person?"

"Shut up!" Han Qilu fiercely stares at Xiao Mingluo before taking a few steps back and looking away. "If An Chuxia apologizes to me, I'll forgive both of you. Otherwise, the consequences are dire."

As Qilu turns and leaves, Xiao Mingluo's expression turns complex while Ling Hanyu spreads a villainous smile.