Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang was shocked and before she could react, Nian Junting was already walking towards her. He pulled her into his embrace with his strong arms.
She released that she was holding Yuan Zichu’s hands because of the short skit.
“Release her now,” Nian Junting glared at Yuan Zichu, he looked livid, like he was about to hurt someone.
Yuan Zichu was terrified and released her hands immediately, “Sansan, who is he…”
“Don’t call her Sansan ever again, address her as Luosang,” Nian Junting warned, he was being kind to her female friends by granting them permission to call her ‘Sansan’.
“Who are you?” Lei Yu said in an antagonizing manner.
Nian Junting glanced at him quietly, he quickly realized that the three men who were in the same skit as Luosang were all decent looking. Although they were a far stretch from his own handsome looks.
So, she had been spending all her time with them.
“I am her boyfriend,” Nian Junting squeezed her shoulder.
The two girls expressed their jealousy through their eyes, Shui Chang especially. Her heart was already beating quickly when she caught sight of Nian Junting when he entered the room.
Although their faculty was full of good-looking boys, they had a boyish, immature look. The man standing in front of her was tall and strong, with perfect features and a sharp jawline. It didn’t hurt that he was also wearing an expensive suit and an equally pricey watch.
She thought that the online posts about Luosang and her rich boyfriend had been false rumors, now she knew that it was the truth and she felt jealousy overwhelm her.
“Hey Luosang, this is too much. Whoever your boyfriend is, how can he barge in here and disrupt our rehearsals…”
Shui Chang erupted first, but she caught sight of Nian Junting’s glare before she could finish ranting. He emitted a domineering vibe that silenced her immediately.
“Who are you to criticize my girlfriend?” Nian Junting took a step forward, his tall shadow forced Shui Chang to back away.
“Follow me,” Luosang grabbed his wrist and pulled him away.
Nian Junting stood still and glared at Yuan Zichu.
“I’m going to ignore you if you don’t follow me out,” Luosang stamped her feet in anger.
Nian Junting looked at her before shuffling his feet.
“You guys go ahead first without me, I’ll be back,” Luosang said as she pulled Nian Junting to the stair landing. He flew into a tantrum before she could speak, “You lied to me, you said you were playing a forty-year-old middle-aged man!”
“…”
Luosang was grim, “When did I ever say that? You commanded me to do so, I really tried my best but they didn’t think it was appropriate. There’s nothing I can do.”
“You shouldn’t have promised me in the first place if you couldn’t keep your word.”
“I didn’t promise you anything,” Luosang said with frustration.
“Silence means consent.”
Nian Junting grabbed her wrist and raised it to eye level, “You even allowed him to grab you like this just now, he had you in his arms and you were looking at him with love and affection.”
He was fuming as he continued to rant.
He could do these things with her only recently.
‘We’re acting in a skit!”
“I won’t allow it even if it’s acting. Luosang, you are not allowed to have any skin contact with another man apart from me. Especially not with that dog,” Nian Junting said and frowned.
