Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Right. How did he know about it?
Maybe he should take this opportunity to confess that he is If. “Actually…”
“Is everyone on the forum as nosey as you? I am sure you know If. Did he tell you about it?” Wen Shan rolled her eyes at Nalan Chunbo and asked.
Nalan Chunbo was on the forum, but no one knew what his username was and only referred to him as Manager Nalan.
Nalan Chunbo swallowed his words. He realized that Wen Shan would listen to whatever If said, but refused to listen to whatever he said. And while she was happy to share everything to “If Only Time Froze When We First Met”, she refused to tell him anything about herself.
If that was the case, then… maybe he should just let it be.
“We were talking about it so he brought it up,” said Nalan Chunbo.
Such a coincidence that they just happened to be talking about it.
Feeling that something was fishy, Wen Shan looked at Nalan Chunbo doubtfully.
“What is your username on the forum?” asked Wen Shan suspiciously.
Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan through the steam that rose from the boiling soup. Her red lips and wide glassy eyes made his heart skip a beat.
He wanted to kiss those lips.
“It is just a username. I am not really active on the forum so you wouldn’t have seen it before,” Nalan Chunbo said as he looked away.
“I know, I know. You only participate in talks where you can show your face and charm all the girls,” Wen Shan scoffed. She knew it well because she was one of those girls.
Nalan Chunbo smiled bitterly and ordered a glass of juice for Wen Shan.
Wen Shan was eating happily when she noticed that Nalan Chunbo wasn’t eating at all. She looked at the dishes then scooped up a bamboo shoot that had turned red in the soup for him. “Have some, I shouldn’t be the only one eating.”
Nalan Chunbo lowered his head to look at the bamboo shoot. He picked it up with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth emotionlessly.
Wen Shan leaned back in her chair disappointedly as she watched Nalan Chunbo swallow the bamboo shoot. So he could eat spicy food, he just preferred bland food.
Nalan Chunbo dined very elegantly. He always did and Wen Shan knew it for a fact. Other than that one time where he had flipped out, his manner was so elegant that it made everyone around him feel like a servant.
“Were your ancestors royalty? Was Nalan Mingzhu your ancestor?” Wen Shan observed Nalan Chunbo then looked at herself and wished she hadn’t compared them.
“Nalan Mingzhu?” Nalan Chunbo took a sip from his glass and asked.
“Don’t you know him? He’s one of the most famous ministers of the Qing Dynasty, an old man who suggested the withdrawal from all of China and reunification of Taiwan,” Wen Shan said and shook her head at Nalan Chunbo when he looked clueless. “Forget it, non-locals like you probably wouldn’t have heard about him. Though you might know his son, Nalan Xingde. He was the one who wrote ‘if only time froze when we first met’.”
“Ohh… I have never heard about him,” Nalan Chunbo nodded slightly when Wen Shan stared at him intensely, denying knowing Nalan Xingde.
Wen Shan was speechless.
Why did he nod if he had not heard about him?
“Isn’t it quite scary to be so uncivilized? Someone on the forum does know about him,” Wen Shan continued to eat while pondering. It seemed like Nalan Chunbo and “If Only Time Froze When We First Met” were not the same person, because Nalan Chunbo seemed to not know about Nalan Xingde.
Nalan Chunbo looked at the girl emotionlessly. He could tell that this girl had gotten smarter, and was becoming brave enough to test him.
