Jiang Yuning nodded and said, âYouâre right, Father.â
Looking at his innocent face, Nian Qingyun wanted to vomit blood. âIâve told you not to call me father.â
âSure, Uncle Nian.â Jiang Yuning nodded again.
The mild-mannered and obedient Jiang Yuning even gave Grandma Nian heartburn. She turned and scolded her son, âQingyun, be nice to my future grandson-in-law. Look at him. He is so polite. He is tender and honest, but that doesnât mean you can bully him. You are taking advantage of your seniority.â
â...Look whoâs talking,â Nian Qingyun muttered under his breath.
âWho are you talking about?â said Grandma Nian, looking daggers at him.
âNo one. Mom, try this. Itâs delicious.â Nian Qingyun offered his mom some prawns.
...
On the other side of the room, Nian Junting was dragged into the hallway after making a toast celebrating his sonâs 100 days.
âWhat? he said coolly. âMake it quick. Iâm busy.â
âLook at your petty face.â Luosang held his arm, shaking him. âIâm sorry. I didnât know Jiang Yuningâs age. I thought he was younger than you. It that such a big deal?â
âItâs because he looks so much younger than I do, right?â said Nian Junting sourly. âYou all think that way. I donât care what other people think. After all, I am a generous person. But you... Luo, I am disappointed in you.â
âJunting. You misunderstood. Jiang Yuning does look like a twenty-year-old boy, but heâs also very immature. To be honest, I donât like the boys who look like him. Theyâre not as tall and strong as you, and they donât have the manly vibe you have. Normally, men in their thirties are at the peak of their maturity and charm,â said Luosang with a poker face. âYou are a perfect guy. As for Jiang Yuning, he still needs to be sharpened by time. Only when he grows into a mature man like you can he be considered as a real man.â
âI get it. I get it.â Nian Junting curved his lips in a smile, âYou think heâs too immature, right?â
âI do.â Luosang lied. âBut Junting, this is only between you and me. Donât say anything like that in front of him. Heâs Nian Xiâs boyfriend after all.â
âI understand.â Nian Junting playfully put a lock of her hair behind her ear and said happily and sheepishly, âI wouldnât have been angry if youâd told me this earlier.â
âWell, how could I have? You stormed off in a huff. â Luosang pouted, âI couldnât even stop you.â
âYeah...I lost my cool. Nian Junting took her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.
There were some other people in the hallway, so Luosang felt a little embarrassed. She pushed him back inside the banquet hall and said enthusiastically, âLetâs eat! Iâm starving.â
Back at the table, Nian Xi was still holding Apple while Jiang Yuning deftly picked conch meat for her. The prawns were served, so he promptly started to focus on removing the shells for her. He even removed some fish bones, too.
Observing him, Luosang sighed. Nian Junting did that for her too, but he wasnât as careful as Jiang Yuning was.
âXi, Iâll take Apple now. Thanks for watching him..â Luosang took the cooing baby into her arms.
âDid you make peace?â asked Nian Xi with a conspiratorial wink.
âYep, I did.â Luosang nodded.
Nian Xi glanced at her brother who had a big grin on his face. She clicked her tongue and said, âSangsang, youâre spoiling my brother.â
âIsnât this nice?â Luosang chuckled. âNo other woman can stand him now.â
Nian Xi paused briefly with surprise. That made sense.
âOh, what is this?â Nian Junting found his son wearing a tiny watch.