Nian Junting was instantly annoyed when he heard her questioning tone of voice. “Let me ask you this then. Every woman in the world is trying to hold a tight rein over their husbands. What about you? Wives always call their husbands when they go out late at night. Every time I’m out, I don’t receive a single call from you. I’m the one calling you all the time, and you’re either shopping or taking a stroll with Little Apple. It’s almost as if you are liberated without me around.”
Luosang was speechless from how indignant he was.
He was lying to her face, and he was acting like he had the moral high ground. “I can count on one hand the number of times you are out each month. The latest you’ve come home was 8:30 p.m. In the process of having a meal, you would text me over ten times, so how can I have a chance to call you? Other wives are keeping a tight rein over their husbands because their husbands are being disobedient.”
“That’s true. I’m just too obedient.” Nian Junting nodded his head, and he looked pleased with himself. “Look at me. Everyone would be so envious of you. How could you find any fault in me?”
“When did I ever do such a thing?” Luosang sighed.
“Just now! You called me a liar! Aren’t you complaining?”
Luosang said nothing.
He was suggesting that she should close an eye whenever he lied in front of her in the future.
Nian Junting continued saying, “I’m just trying to portray myself as someone with a strict wife. I need other women to know that it would be extremely difficult to try to seduce me and difficult to handle my wife at home.”
“…I am… so touched.” Luosang was holding back giggles. She had no idea what she should say, but she knew that Nian Junting was a lot better than Xiao Si, who spent his days playing. “Xiao Si needs to change if he wants to have a wife. He’s nearly thirty now, so he should behave more mature.”
“I agree. I would never marry him if I was Ji Nuanyi.” Nian Junting pursed his lips in thought.
He was speaking as a good brother of Xiao Si’s.
Luosang suddenly felt bad for him.
…
In Beijing, at the hotel, Yan Jin had just showered and came out of the washroom. Yan Su was drying him off and helping to dress him.
“Sister, I don’t think it’s possible between you and Xixi,” Yan Jin said suddenly.
“Xixi…” Yan Su thought that she had heard wrong.
“Yeah, his name is too complicated, and it doesn’t sound nice either. I have a hard time remembering his name.” Yan Jin sounded frustrated. “I’ll call him Xixi from now on.”
Yan Su thought about how angry Xixi would be if he found out about his nickname.
“So he knows about Yan Yan?” Yan Jin continued saying, “I get the feeling that he doesn’t like Yan Yan. If you’re going to marry someone in the future, you have to marry someone who would accept Yan Yan. I will never let our little princess be treated any less.”
Yan Su was shocked. She curled her lips into a smile. “He will accept her.”
“No, sister. He doesn’t like Yan Yan.” Yan Jin couldn’t understand why his sister was being so stubborn.
“If he doesn’t like her now, he will in the future,” Yan Su said with certainty.
Yan Jin looked at her serious expression and frowned deeply. “Sister, you’re too intoxicated.”
“…”
Yan Su sighed before saying, “I’m going to tell you a secret, but you have to promise me that this will be between the two of us, the heavens and the earth. You can’t tell a single soul what I’m about to tell you, including our parents.”
“Yes, I promise.” Yan Jin quickly made a swearing sign when she said that she was going to tell him a secret.
Yan Su burst into laughter. “He is Yan Yan’s father. He just doesn’t know that Yan Yan is his child yet.”
Yan Jin covered his little mouth in shock; it was a major, earth-shattering secret. He took a long while to digest what she had just said before he replied, “No wonder I thought that he looked a lot like Yan Yan.”
