Master Devil Don't Kiss Me Chapter 392

Chapter 392
He’s Virtuous

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

An Chuxia has no patience to listen to Xiao Mingluo . Instead, Han Qilu s.n.a.t.c.hes the mobile from her hand .

Pressing the phone against his ear, his eyebrows knit unpleasantly . “Xiao Mingluo, what do you want?”

When Mingluo hears Qilu’s cold voice, he becomes frightened . But he turns on his cheekiness and says with a smile, “I don’t want anything . Just wanted to remind you and An Chuxia about tonight’s party . Bye . ”

A mechanical beep signals the end of the call .

Han Qilu hands the mobile back to her . Her lips part as she is about to say something when a knock is heard from the office door . He says loudly, “Come in . ”

Secretary Xiang opens the office door and says respectfully, “President, the Shunfeng company’s president is on the phone . He hopes you can sign the contract now . ”

Secretary Xiang opens the office door and says respectfully, “President, the Shunfeng company’s president is on the phone . He hopes you can sign the contract now . ”

“Now?” Han Qilu looks at An Chuxia with surprise . It’s not easy for orders to come from Shunfeng, but if he hurries this up, they could get to the party sooner .

He hesitates, and An Chuxia opens her mouth . “What are you doing? Go sign the contract . I’ll head home in the Han vehicle . Mommy told me that she has prepared everything for you, so go hurry and sign it . ”

Han Qilu deliberates as she takes a step away . At her third step, he grabs her wrist forcefully . She turns just in time to b.u.mp against him .

“I’ll come as soon as possible . If you feel uncomfortable at the party, you can stay with Hanyu . ” With those words, he leans over to kiss An Chuxia’s cheek . The secretary turns away in envy .

The president has always looked cold-blooded . Even when he praises others, he has a poker face . But his face is so gentle to this young lady . She truly is envious!

The president has always looked cold-blooded . Even when he praises others, he has a poker face . But his face is so gentle to this young lady . She truly is envious!

“I know . ” Her face feels hot . She turns and walks away .

He stares at the door as it automatically closes . He takes a few steps forward . “Prepare the doc.u.ment so I can sign the contract . I’ll return soon . ”

“Yes, president,” Secretary Xiang says, panicking as she bows . As she straightens up, the president’s shadow has disappeared . He wants to see his wife off .  What a virtuous man…

An Chuxia walks alone to the elevator . She looks at the elevator’s “President Only” sign and clamps her mouth . She dare not enter it again, or the receptionist will kill her!

“Hey!” The elevator door dings and slowly opens . She steps in, and as it closes, Han Qilu sticks his foot out to prevent the doors from shutting . He awkwardly smiles at An Chuxia .  Why did she use this elevator when there’s one dedicated [for the president’s use]?

An Chuxia walks alone to the elevator . She looks at the elevator’s “President Only” sign and clamps her mouth . She dare not enter it again, or the receptionist will kill her!

“Hey!” The elevator door dings and slowly opens . She steps in, and as it closes, Han Qilu sticks his foot out to prevent the doors from shutting . He awkwardly smiles at An Chuxia .  Why did she use this elevator when there’s one dedicated [for the president’s use]?

“I’ll send you off . ” He naturally takes her right side, and presses the b.u.t.ton to the first floor . The doors slowly close, and the elevator goes down .

“Don’t you see how powerful you are?” She snorts, with irony in her tone . “You have your own private elevator . ”

He remains silent . He doesn’t know what she means . He is about to inquire when she looks at him . “No one else can use it, and if you do, the consequences are bad . ”

He s Virtuous Translated by newbienoona Edited and proofread by anks An Chuxia has no patience to listen to Xiao Mingluo . Instead, Han Qilu s.n.a.t.c.hes the mobile from her hand . Pressing the phone against his ear, his eyebrows knit unpleasantly . Xiao Mingluo, what do you want When Mingluo hears Qilu s cold voice, he becomes frightened . But he turns on his cheekiness and says with a smile, I don t want anything . Just wanted to remind you and An Chuxia about tonight s party . Bye . A mechanical beep signals the end of the call . Han Qilu hands the mobile back to her . Her lips part as she is about to say something when a knock is heard from the office door . He says loudly, Come in . Secretary Xiang opens the office door and says respectfully, President, the Shunfeng company s president is on the phone . He hopes you can sign the contract now . Now Han Qilu looks at An Chuxia with surprise . It s not easy for orders to come from Shunfeng, but if he hurries this up, they could get to the party sooner . He hesitates, and An Chuxia opens her mouth . What are you doing Go sign the contract . I ll head home in the Han vehicle . Mommy told me that she has prepared everything for you, so go hurry and sign it . Han Qilu deliberates as she takes a step away . At her third step, he grabs her wrist forcefully . She turns just in time to b.u.mp against him . I ll come as soon as possible . If you feel uncomfortable at the party, you can stay with Hanyu . With those words, he leans over to kiss An Chuxia s cheek . The secretary turns away in envy . The president has always looked cold blooded . Even when he praises others, he has a poker face . But his face is so gentle to this young lady . She truly is envious I know . Her face feels hot . She turns and walks away . He stares at the door as it automatically closes . He takes a few steps forward . Prepare the doc.u.ment so I can sign the contract . I ll return soon . Yes, president, Secretary Xiang says, panicking as she bows . As she straightens up, the president s shadow has disappeared . He wants to see his wife off . What a virtuous man An Chuxia walks alone to the elevator . She looks at the elevator s President Only sign and clamps her mouth . She dare not enter it again, or the receptionist will kill her Hey The elevator door dings and slowly opens . She steps in, and as it closes, Han Qilu sticks his foot out to prevent the doors from shutting . He awkwardly smiles at An Chuxia . Why did she use this elevator when there s one dedicated for the president s use I ll send you off . He naturally takes her right side, and presses the b.u.t.ton to the first floor . The doors slowly close, and the elevator goes down . Don t you see how powerful you are She snorts, with irony in her tone . You have your own private elevator . He remains silent . He doesn t know what she means . He is about to inquire when she looks at him . No one else can use it, and if you do, the consequences are bad .