Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Am I not allowed to say anything when my niece is hurt?” Yu Wen got angry. “Junting, I am serious. If you insist on being with her, you’ll never be allowed in the house of your grandpa and me. And don’t make me go talk to Nian Family. I wasn’t going to talk to them for the rest of my life.”
The look in Nian Junting’s face finally changed a little. The Nian Family people had wished that Nian Qingyun and Murong Cheng could get back together, but sadly, the Murong Family had been giving the Nian Family the cold shoulder all these years. So if Yu Wen talked to Nian Family, thr Nian Family people would join her side immediately.
“Alright. If you’re not afraid that my Mom might get mad, you can do it. I’m still busy. I’ll talk to you later.” Nian Junting ended the call.
Five minutes later, his phone rang again. This time, it was Luosang.
“I didn’t push your aunty.” Luosang started explaining once the call was answered, as she guessed that Yu Wen must have called Nian Junting and told him about what happened.
“It’ll be alright, even if you did push her. It would be best if you disabled her, so she wouldn’t be able to bring me trouble all day.”
“Eh…?”
Luosang believed that if she did that, Nian Junting’s grandma would kill her.
“I really didn’t push her. No matter how, Kang Ying is an elder of mine,” Luosang continued.
“Em, I’m guessing that Aunt Kang is running the wrong kind of business.” Nian Junting took a deep breath to calm himself down. “When I took over Zhong Zhou Group, I’ll fire her. Try persuading her to be an actor. I believe that she’d be good at acting. However, she’s a little old, so I guess she could only play a mean mother-in-law, or something like that.”
Luosang was a little worried, but after hearing Nian Junting’s words, she laughed. But shortly after, she started to worry again.
“There was a big misunderstanding this time. Your grandma won’t allow you to marry me no matter what,” she said.
“Have you decided to marry me?” Nian Junting chuckled and said, “It’s alright, we can do something that can not be undone. Let’s make a baby, and after that, no one will be able to do anything to you.”
“I’m done talking to you.” The embarrassed Luosang ended the call. If she knew that he would say that, she wouldn’t have made the call.
Nian Junting smiled at his phone, then immediately switched to his normal cold and proud look and turned to the investment director. He said, “Where were we? Please continue.”
The investment director was surprised by how quickly the look in his face changed.
…
Saturday, Luosang went downstairs with her schoolbag. In the parking lot, Nian Junting was leaning against the expensive Maybach. She hadn’t seen him in two days. He had cut his hair short and now looked clean and refreshed. His handsome face was entirely exposed, looking more mature than before.
Today, he was wearing a blue blazer and a retro style silk scarf.
He looked like an elegant gentleman. Luosang had rarely seen a man who looked so good with a scarf.
The people passing by all turned back to look at him.
A little gir, looking six or seven years old, who was holding her father’s hand said to him when walking past Nian Junting, “Daddy, that man is so handsome. Why aren’t you as handsome as him?”
“Handsome men are all unreliable.” The Dad unhappily glanced at Nian Junting.
Luosang smiled and walked to Nian Junting.
“Jealousy made that father’s face ugly. If his daughter only dates ugly men in the future, who’ll be responsible for her life then?” asked Nian Junting.
Luosang responded with, “He didn’t mean that. Don’t take it seriously.”
“I have to. What if you also think that I’m too handsome and unreliable?” He snorted and continued, “Is it my fault I’m this handsome? My parents have good genes; what can I possibly do about it?”
Luosang didn’t know what to say.
