Chapter 37 Get Out of the Way (1/2)

“Dongyu… .” Steward Han can’t take his eyes off the road, but everyone can tell he wants to reprimand his son.

Han Qilu, who’s sitting behind the butler, replies for Dongyu. “Liu shu, no need to be upset with him. If he doesn’t like it, he doesn’t have to eat it. Right, Dongyu?”

Liu Dongyu remains silent the whole time. Instead, he retches. An Chuxia thought he was agreeing with Han Qilu, but when he retches again after Qilu talks,she reconsiders.

An Chuxia realizes something isn’t right. Steward Han lowers his head and leans over. “Dongyu, what’s wrong?”

“I think… I’m going to… throw up.” His voice is weak.

“Steward Han, please stop soon. Dongyu has motion sickness!” An Chuxia is aware of Dongyu’s discomfort.

The car isn’t that far from the school, so the butler parks the car on the side of the road. Dongyu immediately exits the car and runs to the lamp post where he vomits.

“I guess he did have to vomit… .” Han Qilu says as he picks up the tea egg and looks at it. He then hands it to Chuxia. “I guess he won’t be eating this. Since you like these a lot, you can have it.”

“No, thank you. Mommy made it for you, so you have to eat it.” An Chuxia says with a heavy heart. Seeing the paper towels in the trunk of the car, she exits the car and snatches the roll to hand over to Liu Dongyu.

Concerned, she asks, “Are you okay? Do you want to get back in the car? Here’s some paper towels.”

She has not known anyone with car sickness, but as she hands him the towels, she strokes his back to calm him down.

“I’m fine, thank you.” He wipes his mouth with the towel. His face is pale from retching.

“Let me get you some water… .” An Chuxia turns only to almost collide with steward Han who’s carrying the water.

“Xiaonainai, please return to the car. I’ll take over from here,” he says, embarrassed. “I’m sorry for inconveniencing you.”

“It’s no trouble. Now that you’re here, I’ll leave it to you.” An Chuxia nods at the butler and returns to the car.

But as she gets in, she feels the tension in the car, and she knows it’s all because of him. The tension radiates from him. He’s not happy, and laughing at his disposition would cause trouble.

“Are you close to Liu Dongyu?” Qilu quietly asks as he raises an eyebrow at her. His eyes slowly move to Liu Dongyu’s figure standing not far from the car.

Is he upset with her because she was being nice to Liu Dongyu?

She sighs before replying. “What’s wrong with being friendly with an acquaintance?”

“It’s going to cause a lot of trouble if he misunderstands your intentions by acting too friendly with him.”

She doesn’t respond to his comment. Qilu’s eyes move from Dongyu to Chuxia, and when his eyes land on her, she’s staring at him so intently, she can bore a hole through him.

For some odd reason, his heart is disturbed. Swallowing hard, he asks, embarrassed, “Why are you staring at me like that?”

Should she assume his response is out of jealousy? But she can’t ask him as frankly as she used to. Instead, she replies, “Me liking him bears no relation to whether he misunderstands my intentions.”

She might as well have slapped him. Han Qilu coughs into his right fist. “You can’t fault me for being protective. I have to watch out for your as your ge.”

Any pleasure Chuxia got from thinking Qilu was jealous is wiped away. She restrains the anger simmering within. She coldly responds, “You’re not acting like a brother. Admit it, you’re bothered!”

“Hey!” He realizes that her affection for Dongyu has lit a fire in his stomach. Her words are like gasoline, and it turned the fire into an inferno. “I’m just looking out for you!”

“Oh-.” She smiles stiffly. “Manage yourself first before bothering with others.”

“You… .” He impulsively says as the urge to kill her on the spot kicks in.