Master Devil Don't Kiss Me Vol 2 Chapter 11

Translated by newbienoona

Edited by anks

As soon as Mankuai exits the hospital, she hails for a cab . She gives the driver directions to her home .

Despite being in the car for a while,she is still trembling . Her hand unconsciously steadies her trembling legs . It’s terrible to raise such a big dog!

As soon as she gets home, her phone rings . She steadies herself upon seeing the caller id . Smiling, she says, “Qilu?”

“My mom said you had to go home . Is everything okay?” His concerned tone makes her feel valued . But then, she recalls Jiang Yuan’s actions at the hospital . She could’ve whistled for the dog, but she didn’t .

Goes to show how she was being intentional!

With a stiff upper lip, she says, “Nothing’s wrong . My family was just expecting me home . I’m sorry I didn’t get to say goodbye before leaving . ”

“It’s ok . ” Han Qilu steps in front of the door to the ward . “Pay attention while you’re on the road . I’m hanging up first . ”

Han Qilu steps into the room after hanging up . He already knows how’s An Chuxia’s condition, so he’s not in a hurry . He didn’t think he pushed her that hard . He didn’t think the consequence would be that dire .

But what he can’t figure out is why did he push her . Both Lao Ling and Ling Hanyu say that An Chuxia is his person . But Mankuai says she’s his meimei .

Who should he believe?

All eyes, especially An Chuxia’s, fall on him the moment he enters . Her emotions are complex: filled with confusion, despair, but with a glimmer of hope .

All the eyes on him makes him feel a little embarrassed . He takes a few steps before asking, “Is your head still hurting?”

An Chuxia immediately shakes her head and says, “A lot better . ”

Jiang Yuan is cutting apples for An Chuxia when he walks in . Their eyes meet before he bows his head . She has a lot of words to say to her son, but she stays mum until she can say what she wants to convey .

“Oh… Hanyu . ” Lao Ling stands up and says, “I still have a lot of things to deal with . I’ll head out first . ”

Ling Hanyu sighs with relief as he stands up and looks at Han Qilu .

“Lao Ling, I will come over later to properly thank you . ” Jiang Yuan hands An Chuxia the apples before getting up and seeing the Lings to the door .

For a moment, the only people in the ward are Han Qilu and An Chuxia .

Jiang Yuan didn’t need to send off the Lings . She just wants to give the couple an opportunity to be together without interruption . There are some things only they can resolve . The couple can’t change things if people continue to interfere .

Han Qilu closes the door before sitting in the chair Jiang Yuan vacated .

“I’m sorry, I misunderstood you . It’s not like you made Mankuai fall . ” Han Qilu sincerely apologizes in a low voice .

An Chuxia takes a deep breath to control her emotions . “I don’t blame you . You walked away . It’s normal to be misunderstood . ”

Han Qilu tries to look into her eyes when she says she doesn’t blame him . Her eyes are clear but watery . She isn’t lying; she truly doesn’t blame him .

“There’s something I want to ask you . ” He doesn’t know why, in this moment, his heart starts racing, and the palms of his hands start forming a thin layer of sweat .

An Chuxia doesn’t speak, waiting for Han Qilu to ask his question . She’s curious to know what he’d ask .

“Some say that before I lost my memory, I was in love with you . ” He asks calmly, “Is that true?”

I was in love with you, is that true?

An Chuxia smiles despite the tears in her eyes . She never thought that there would be a day that Han Qilu would question his love for her .

“It is what it is . ” An Chuxia initially smiles before she lets out an uncomfortable laugh . Her heart aches, making her feel breathless .

A look of panic fills his eyes . “But you said you’re my sister . Why?”

“Would you believe me if I said the former?” An Chuxia shakes her head . “And I didn’t claim I was your sister . Thank you for visiting, but I’m tired and need to rest . ”

Seeing An Chuxia’s tired and weary face, Han Qilu stands up and walks to her bed, helping her settle to a more comfortable position . After tucking her in, he rests his hand on the bed . “I don’t know how to make things right, but you know I’m with Mankuai . ”

What he means to say is that he’s with someone else .

An Chuxia turns her back to him and says, “I know . ”

“I’m heading out . Rest well . ” Han Qilu steps out of the ward . The moment the door closes shut, the tears in An Chuxia’s eyes fall . Afraid she’d be heard, she pulls her quilt to muffle her mouth and nose . She won’t delude herself . She’s not asking for much . All she can do is wait; it’s a silent companionship .

Jiang Yuan, who has long since seen the Lings off, sits in the waiting room in front of the ward . The hand that was patting Batian’s head stiffens the moment the door opens . She gets up and looks at Han Qilu .

“She said she was tired, so I left . ” Before Jiang Yuan says anything, Qilu says, “There are some things I want to confirm . ”

“I, too, have something to confirm with you,” Jiang Yuan says seriously . For her to reach this point, it has to be big .

The entrance to Chuxia’s ward isn’t the place to talk . Steward Han stays to care for An Chuxia, while Jiang Yuan and Han Qilu head for the elevator and leave the hospital . As they reach the hospital entrance, Han Qilu suggests, “It would be best if we go to the cafe across the street . We can sit there . ”

“You don’t need to waste money,” Jiang Yuan says as she walks straight from the entrance to the parking lot . Han Qilu has no choice but to keep up with her . He has no say in this .

She takes out the keys and slides into the driver’s seat . Jiang Yuan hasn’t driven in years, and Han Qilu stands outside the driver’s door . “I’ll drive . ”

“What’s with the nonsense?” Jiang Yuan starts the engine and drives the car out of the parking lot . For someone who hasn’t driven in years, she’s quite skillful . Han Qilu relents, and quickly gets into the passenger seat once she idles the car .

Jiang Yuan didn’t expect Han Qilu to sit next to her . “Sit in the back . I don’t want to see you . ”

“What kind of gunpowder did you eat?” Han Qilu wants to leave, but he and Jiang Yuan have to settle this matter . He has to quell the fire in his stomach, and sit in the backseat .

If you didn’t want to see me, you just don’t have to look at me . Would it make any difference sitting in the backseat? Qilu asks in his heart .

Both remain silent as they drive home .

As soon as the servant opens the front door for them to walk in, Jiang Yuan walks down the hall and says, “What I want to confirm is rather simple . ”

They came back home for that? Han Qilu sighs . With high gas prices, it would’ve been cheaper to buy two cups of coffee in the cafe and talk rather than drive roundtrip from the hospital to the Han residence .

As soon as Qilu walks into the living room, his eyes fall on the white wall on the left . If memory serves him right, the wall should be bare . But now, there’s a photo that seems like it has been there for a while . He expected a family portrait commissioned by Jiang Yuan . Instead, it has a photo of him kissing An Chuxia .

Since the maroon hair dye in the photo seems to be similar to his current hair color, he deduces that the photo was taken during the time frame he doesn’t recall . The photo was caught in the moment, so natural . It shows that he really liked An Chuxia .

Knowing himself, it’s impossible for him to kiss a girl he doesn’t like, even for a photo opportunity . And he can tell from the shot that neither he nor Chuxia look disgusted while kissing .

But he has no recollection of this moment .

Jiang Yuan emerges from her writing room with a tablet in her hand . She looks up to see Han Qilu staring at the huge image on the wall .

“Isn’t that enough?” Jiang Yuan walks around the sofa and joins him in front of the photo . “That photo has been hanging for months, and you agreed for the photo to be hung there . ”

He’s surprised to hear Jiang Yuan’s statement .  His love for An Chuxia was this deep?

A flash of memory appears quickly . With their intimate photo on the wall, he wonders if he has her photo on his old mobile . Maybe he can’t even change it if he can’t remember the passcode to his locked device .

“Go fetch the phone from my room,” he orders a servant to get his mobile phone . Then, he takes a step and faces his mother . “Say it, what do you want to confirm?”

Jiang Yuan’s grip on the tablet tightens . “You really don’t recall anything?”

“The only thing I can remember is there was something wrong with Father, and An Chuxia’s mother saved him,” he honestly answers .

Jiang Yuan sighs . This means he’s truly forgotten An Chuxia . “What I really want to know is, what’s your relationship with Mankuai?”

Chapter end