Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âLuosang, that would be immoral. Are you trying to cut me loose now because your problem has been solved?â Nian Junting frowned and said, âYou didnât refuse when I said that Iâd lend myself to you, did you?â
âYouâre right, but our relationship is still fake,â she said.
Nian Junting glared at her and responded with, âWhat is fake? Did you clarify that it would be fake at that time? Why donât I know about that?â
Do I have to clarify that? Wasnât it obvious?
âLuosang, Iâve never heard about fake boyfriends. I can either be or not be your boyfriend, but I canât be your fake boyfriend. Since I was your boyfriend then, I am still your boyfriend now,â said Nian Junting, loud and clear.
Luosang paused for a second, then gave a conclusion. âYou are... acting shamelessly.â
âYou are the one who is acting shamelessly.â Nian Junting proudly raised his chin and responded with, âHave you forgotten that earlier when I offered to top up your meal card, you didnât refuse? Thereâs an unwritten rule in universitiesâtopping up girlsâ meal cards is their boyfriendsâ exclusive right. Donât tell me that you had no idea about it. When you agreed to that, you have admitted that I was your boyfriend. So arguing with me now is meaningless.â
Luosang was stupefied. She felt like she was falling into a giant trap. âI thought you offered to top up my meal card because you wanted to help me. And when was there an unwritten rule about how only a girlâs boyfriend can top up her meal card?â
âKeep pretending. If you donât believe in it, go find the boys who are topping up meal cards for girls in the canteen, and ask them if theyâre the girlsâ boyfriends,â said Nian Junting proudly.
Luosang fell into a silence. Could she really go and ask those boys? Of course she couldnât. The boys who topped up meal cards for girls in the canteen were certainly the girlsâ boyfriends. If not, those girls must be gold diggers, and she was definitely not one of them.
As she didnât respond, Nian Junting smiled and said, âLetâs go top up your meal card.â
âMr. Nian, wait...â Luosang dragged his arm back and said, âI donât want you to top up my meal card anymore, alright?â
âI have to. You see, the dorm manager already knows youâre my girlfriend. If you lose weight, she might think Iâm a stingy guy.â Nian Junting rejected her and conveniently held her hand.
His large hand wrapped up her small hand, which was so soft and so pleasant to hold.
Even our hands can be held together in a perfect way.
Being led by the hand, Luosang took about ten steps forward. She was a little muddled, as she didnât expect that this man could actually be so cheeky.
âDonât look at me like that,â Nian Junting turned and said to her, âYou see, everyone in the forum is saying that you have a rich, young, and handsome boyfriend. If your schoolmates suddenly found out that you donât have a boyfriend, and that what people said in the forum was not real, what would they say about you? They might laugh at you for being dumped, or accuse you of lying. No matter what, they canât wait to see you fall in embarrassment. So I think you should thank me right now.â
Luosang clenched her teeth as she began suspecting that he planned all of this.
âMr. Nian,â she said, âWhat if Iâm not afraid of being laughed at?â
âWell, if I decide to help someone, Iâll help them to the end,â said Nian Junting blandly.
Luosang honestly didnât know what to say. It was the first time she had met someone so thick-skinned.
Until they arrived at the canteen, Luosang was still in shock.
âGive me your meal card.â Nian Junting reached out a hand to her.
Lousang gave a bitter smile and said, âMr. Nian, I can afford to eat. You see, you donât have to top up my meal card, even if I am your girlfriend. I still owe you about two hundred thousand.â