Master Devil Don't Kiss Me

Come See Me in My Room

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

An Chuxia shrugs like she doesn’t care . “Don’t worry about it . That’s just how he is . Let’s go . ”

Although her heart holds a grudge against An Chenchuan, she isn’t malicious . This is not his fault . She smiles and looks at him, and her heart quickly lightens . The only person who owes her is the man who betrayed her and her mother . He is the person she called ‘father’ .

An Chenchuan calls the car over . When they finally arrive, Han Qilu has already arrived .

“Xiao Xia, you scared mommy!” Jiang Yuan changes her t.i.tle for the purpose of telling An Yishan and Lingkong Ya who An Chuxia belongs to: her!

“Sorry, Bofu and Ayi, I just… . ”

“I know… ah… you’re just nervous An Yishan wouldn’t like you . Rest a.s.sured, An Chuxia, our family likes them well!” Jiang Yuan throws her arm around Chuxia’s shoulders while leading her to the table . “Are you hungry? See if you like it . ”

An Yi Shan and Lingkong Ya seems to be accustomed to Jiang Yuan’s manner of speaking: uncensored . They know this is just her personality .

Lingkong Ya smiles as she puts chicken wings in front of An Chuxia . “An Chuxia, I call this dish c.o.ke chicken wings . I specifically asked the cook to make it . Would you try it?”

The chicken wings look drool-worthy in the blue and white porcelain plate . However, An Chuxia has no appet.i.te . Her heart is disgusted right now!

But out of courtesy, she picks up her chopsticks and puts a chicken wings into the bowl . Lingkong Ya antic.i.p.ates her response when she takes a nibble .

“How does it taste?” Lingkong Ya asks her .

She swallows the piece of meat she nibbles . Barely squeezing out a smile, she says, “Tastes good . ”

Relieved, Lingkong Ya proudly admits, “I told you, it’s delicious . It’s Chenchuan’s most favorite meal . Everyone, enjoy . ”

Jiang Yuan becomes pompous . “This isn’t what you do to make someone happy . How naive!”

Lingkong Ya’s mouth unconsciously pulls as she sits back quietly . Han Liuhai and An Yishan start talking about a business deal . As they finish eating, they walk upstairs, laughing .

Jiang Yuan and Lingkong Ya are left alone, hoping for a less hostile environment .

“Chen Ma, take a few bottles of red wine to the office!” An Yishan loudly orders the servant as Liuhai sits by the table . Dinner was lively again as the two men talk loudly .

After dinner, Han Qilu doesn’t know where to go . Maybe he should head back home and hang out in the garden . His mother seems to be imbibing in the kitchen and talking to the cook . Taking her away is not an option .

From time to time, he glances at An Yishan . He was preaching about doing the right thing while he has this child he didn’t do right by . In the end, the years haven’t been forgiving to him . His once dark head is filled with silver .

“An Chuxia, would you come up to my room? There’s a problem I don’t fully understand . ” An Chenchuan musters great courage to ask her .

She looks up from the table and says, “Sure . ”

She follows so she can ask what was written in the letter . She just hopes it’s not a challenge question from the exam .

Translated by newbienoona.

Edited and proofread by anks.

An Chuxia shrugs like she doesn’t care . “Don’t worry about it . That’s just how he is . Let’s go . ”.

Although her heart holds a grudge against An Chenchuan, she isn’t malicious . This is not his fault . She smiles and looks at him, and her heart quickly lightens . The only person who owes her is the man who betrayed her and her mother . He is the person she called ‘father’

An Chenchuan calls the car over . When they finally arrive, Han Qilu has already arrived

“Xiao Xia, you scared mommy!” Jiang Yuan changes her t.i.tle for the purpose of telling An Yishan and Lingkong Ya who An Chuxia belongs to: her!.

“Sorry, Bofu and Ayi, I just… . ”.

“I know… ah… you’re just nervous An Yishan wouldn’t like you . Rest a.s.sured, An Chuxia, our family likes them well!” Jiang Yuan throws her arm around Chuxia’s shoulders while leading her to the table . “Are you hungry? See if you like it . ”.

An Yi Shan and Lingkong Ya seems to be accustomed to Jiang Yuan’s manner of speaking: uncensored . They know this is just her personality

Lingkong Ya smiles as she puts chicken wings in front of An Chuxia . “An Chuxia, I call this dish c.o.ke chicken wings . I specifically asked the cook to make it . Would you try it?”.

The chicken wings look drool-worthy in the blue and white porcelain plate . However, An Chuxia has no appet.i.te . Her heart is disgusted right now!.

But out of courtesy, she picks up her chopsticks and puts a chicken wings into the bowl . Lingkong Ya antic.i.p.ates her response when she takes a nibble

“How does it taste?” Lingkong Ya asks her

She swallows the piece of meat she nibbles . Barely squeezing out a smile, she says, “Tastes good . ”.

Relieved, Lingkong Ya proudly admits, “I told you, it’s delicious . It’s Chenchuan’s most favorite meal . Everyone, enjoy . ”.

Jiang Yuan becomes pompous . “This isn’t what you do to make someone happy . How naive!”.

Lingkong Ya’s mouth unconsciously pulls as she sits back quietly . Han Liuhai and An Yishan start talking about a business deal . As they finish eating, they walk upstairs, laughing

Jiang Yuan and Lingkong Ya are left alone, hoping for a less hostile environment

“Chen Ma, take a few bottles of red wine to the office!” An Yishan loudly orders the servant as Liuhai sits by the table . Dinner was lively again as the two men talk loudly

After dinner, Han Qilu doesn’t know where to go . Maybe he should head back home and hang out in the garden . His mother seems to be imbibing in the kitchen and talking to the cook . Taking her away is not an option

From time to time, he glances at An Yishan . He was preaching about doing the right thing while he has this child he didn’t do right by . In the end, the years haven’t been forgiving to him . His once dark head is filled with silver

“An Chuxia, would you come up to my room? There’s a problem I don’t fully understand . ” An Chenchuan musters great courage to ask her

She looks up from the table and says, “Sure . ”.

She follows so she can ask what was written in the letter . She just hopes it’s not a challenge question from the exam