Neither Nian Junting nor Luosang knew how to answer that question.
The two of them glanced at each other with a confused expression.
âMy charm, I think,â quipped Nian Junting haughtily.
Rolling her eyes, Luosang said, âI think itâs because I have poor taste in men. Also, I got pregnant, so I had to marry him.â
If the conversation continued, the two of them might start quarreling. So Nian Xi hastily said to them, âThank you for coming here to check on me. I still have work to do, so you guys should leave now. Iâll see you next week at Appleâs party, with a big red envelope.â
She walked them to the gate. Nian Junting went to get the car; Luosang stayed behind with Nian Xi, holding the baby. At last, she said to Nian Xi, âYour brother and I donât have any shared interests. Sometimes I wish I could kick his ass. But he does love me, and his love for me has never changed in spite of my past and my family. Heâs given me a sense of security that I need. When Iâm tired, I have someone to lean on. In his eyes, other women are like sculptures. I think this is how a couple should be. To him, I can be a princess or a queen.â
Nian Xi was flabbergasted to hear that. She was still in shock after Luosang left.
She could be a princess or a queen.
That sounded like a marriage any girl would want.
...
In the car, Nian Junting glanced at the rearview mirror. Before leaving, he noticed a weird look in Nian Xiâs eyes.
âWhat did you say to her?â he asked Luosang.
âI told her what a happy marriage is like.â
âLike you have a husband whoâs good in bed?â Nian Junting smiled and raised his brows. Then he said, âJiang Yuning looks so weak. I donât think heâs good in the sack.â
âWhy donât you ever listen to me?â Luosangâs temples were even throbbing. âDonât always say that about other guys. How do you know? Like youâve tried it with him?â
Nian Junting kept his mouth shut.
âHeâs probably weak, but so what? He was strong enough to carry Nian Xi from the ninth floor from a burning building, wasnât he?â Luosang snorted. âHow on earth did he do that? That is so heroic and romantic.â
âEnough.â Nian Juntingâs handsome face turned dark. âIt was only nine floors. Iâve climbed cliffs before. Iâve climbed Mount Zhumulangma. If you like climbing buildings so much, how about I take you to climb that mountain now?â
âEh... No, thank you.â Luosang dropped her head and took out her phone. âIâm calling Su and asking her if she has time to come to Appleâs party.â
âDo it. Sheâs Appleâs godmother after all.â Nian Junting agreed once he thought of Mo Liuxiâs frosty face.
Luosang quickly called Yan Su. After a few rings, she finally picked up, sounding a little tired. âSangsang, how come you have time to call me today?â
âYou never called me. What can I do?â Lusoang laughed. Then she said, âDo you remember whatâs happening next week?â
âAppleâs turning a hundred days old, right?â Yan Su hurriedly said, âIâve been keeping that in mind. But...Iâm leaving the day after tomorrow.â
âOh, canât you leave later? Youâre Appleâs godmother.â Luosang was disappointed.
She didnât have many friends. Yan Su was her best friend.
âIâm so sorry.â Yan Suâs apology sounded sincere. She wanted very much to attend the party, but she didnât want to see Mo Liuxi. âIâll come to see you before I leave. I wonât be back until the end of the year.â
âOkay.â Luosang didnât try to persuade her to stay. âCall me before you come.â