Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Nian Junting pondered over her words, then said knowingly, âI get it. You refused me, not because you didnât like me, but because you were worried that my family wouldnât accept you. Youâre really thinking ahead. You even thought about if my parents would accept you or not. It seems that you want to marry me.â
Luosang was stunned. She realized that she needed to be extra careful when talking to Nian Junting, or a huge misunderstanding might happen at any time.
âThatâs... not...â
âI know; you are within good reason to have these worries.â Nian Junting raised his hand, interrupted her, then said, âBut I think we should be together first to see if weâre right for each other. If we are, we can marry each other. I donât care about the family background of my other half. After all, as an excellent and capable man, I donât need my marriage to be helpful for my business. I can reach the top by myself, and my other half just needs to be happy every day. As for your parentsl... Iâll be with you, not your parents. You donât need to feel shame because your father is in prison. Whether your father was framed or not, youâre not him, and itâll be enough for you to be yourself.â
âMr. Nian...â His long speech silenced Luosang. Her heart got hit hard.
Ever since Xu Zheng Xuan went to prison, almost every person she knew had taken pleasure in her misfortune, or tried to hit her when she was down, or laughed and harmed her.
She was a person hated by everyone; she was forced to hang her head in shame, and she was left with no other choice but to leave Xia City.
In here, she carefully hid her past, and she didnât dare tell her friends anything.
No one knew that she truly wished there could be someone who didnât care about her past.
It surprised her that the first person she met who cared nothing about her past was Nian Junting, the proud man who often said mean words.
âAlright, donât overthink it.â Nian Junting looked at Luosang, whose head was raised and her eyes sparkling under the light.
Somehow, he felt pity for her. âMy father looks nice, but in private, he has also done things I cannot accept. However, he never took away my confidence.â
âEm,â Luosang nodded. She was touched that Nian Junting took his own father as an example.
She guessed that no one was able to shake his super strong confidence.
In the next breath, he continued in a different tone with his incomparable confidence, while reaching out a hand to rub her head. âSo donât think youâre not good enough for me. If you like me, be brave and accept it. You donât need to hold yourself in.â
Luosang didnât know what to say.
Canât you make me feel touched for a little while longer?
âJust sleep. From this day on, as long as Iâm here, youâll never again live the life that made you worry about food.â Looking at the speechless Luosang, Nian Junting gave a big smile, then turned and left. He closed the door on his way out.
Luosang paused briefly to think, then smiled as well.
She previously thought that she would have to spend an awful night at the police station, but surprisingly, things had changed. It seemed that he would show up every time she was in a bad situation. As long as he was with her, she would feel relieved.
...
Luosang fell asleep very late that night. The next morning, she was woken up by Nian Xiâs call.
âSangsang, have you woken up yet? Iâm on my way to your school,â said Nian Xi.
Luosang wasnât fully awake yet. âThen please wait for me. Iâm not at school. I slept at the Tianhu Villa last night,â she responded.