Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Not long after Luosang left the filming site, she got a call from Nian Junting.
âWhereâs the filming site? Iâm almost at the beach.â
âThereâs a cabin by the seasideâwait there. Iâll be there in a minute.â
Nian Junting was a little unpleasant. He frowned and said, âIt sounds like you donât want me to go to the filming site.â
âIâm afraid that the people in the crew may think of you as my boyfriend,â Luosang responded while running, trying to catch her breath. âBesides Mr. Nian, youâre such a famous and wealthy man. Iâm worried that your presence might create a stir. You see, the director might come to talk with you and pour you tea, and itâll slow down the filming work.â
âHmm... that makes more sense,â Nian Junting pondered while driving. Does she mean that if I want to go to the filming site, I need to admit that Iâm her boyfriend first?
She never speaks frankly. Her words always have hidden meanings. If I wasnât so smart, I may not truly understand her.
No wonder my mother always says that a woman will make things sound only thirty percent clear, because itâll be boring if she says everything frankly and honestly. Thatâs how you make life interesting.
âAlright, Iâll wait for you there,â he said.
After five minutes of running, Luosang saw a silver sports car slowly pull over by the cabin. When she got closer, she found that it was a shiny Bugatti Veyron.
She walked to the car with hesitation. The car window slowly lowered, exposing the perfectly handsome face of Nian Junting. He was wearing a brown pair of sunglasses with a blue leisure suit, which was brightly colored and elegant-looking.
Against the sea in the background, he looked less proud and serious, but warmer and sunnier.
Luosang widened her eyes and paused briefly when seeing him. A short while later, she stuttered, âMr. Nian...â
Nian Junting smiled and responded with, âI am aware of how charming I am, but you donât need to stare at me.â
Hearing that, Luosang wanted to blind herself.
âItâs just that I nearly failed to recognize you,â she explained. âItâs the first time I have seen you wear sunglasses. Mr. Nian, you look radiant today.â
Nian Junting adjusted his sunglasses and said, âSister Lan picked and matched my clothes. I didnât want to disappoint her.â
âHas Sister Lanâs taste become so great?â Luosang asked with surprise.
âDo you want me to tell her that you think sheâs poor in taste?â Nian Junting raised his eyebrows and said, âGet in. Iâm starving.â
âAh, alright,â responded Luosang. While speaking, she took a step forward. After that, the car door opened automatically, and she sat in the car, feeling flattered.
As Nian Juntingâs former carer, she felt that this car was way too luxurious for her.
âLook at you, sweating with disheveled hair. Youâre out on a date with me. Donât you think that youâre being too casual?â Nian Junting looked at her up and down, then handed her a few tissues discontentedly.
Luosang took the tissue, gave a start, then asked, âDa-date?â
âThatâs an elegant way of speaking. In a relatively unpleasant way, weâre just meeting up.â Nian Junting refused to admit that it was a date, because he didnât want Luosang to get proud.
âLook at your clothes. How long have you been wearing them? They look washed-out.â
Luosang chuckled, then raised her head and replied, âIâm so pretty that I can walk the red carpet in rags.â
The corners of Nian Juntingâs mouth twitched up slightly. âDo you have any sense of shame?â he asked.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Luosang rolled her eyes and said, âIâve learned this from you.â I guess now you understand how Iâve felt when listening to your narcissistic talks every day.