Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âWhy do you care about his feelings? Youâre my woman,â Nian Junting frowned with discontent and said, âBesides, isnât Ji Nuanyi with him?â
Even that can make him unhappy. Heâs so sensitive. She closed her eyes to recall what he did for her last night, then forced a smile and explained, âLast night, Nuanyi told me that she needed to work in the morning at ten, so I guess she has left by now.â
âSo what? Xiao Si can spend some time alone. Heâs got friends in Shanghai anyway,â said Nian Junting. âWeâre flying back tonight, so where should we hang out?â
Luosang sighed, then said, âIf you keep doing this, sooner or later youâll have no friends.â
âThatâs not gonna happen. Xiao Si wonât leave me, not even if I made him,â he said.
âIf one day, he tried to leave, what would you do?â she asked.
âHe wouldnât dare,â he replied.
Luosang silently picked up her purse, then said, âAnyhow, letâs go find him.â
Nian Junting seemed to be pretty unhappy, but still, he followed Luosang out.
While walking out, Nian Junting took out his phone and found that Xiao Si had called him. As he prepared to call him back and ask where he was, he suddenly saw Xiao Si in the corridor before him, facing a mirror, bearing his teeth while turning his face from time to time to observe himself.
âSi, what are you doing?â Luosang walked up and asked curiously.
âAh, I just found that I have a pair of dimples,â Xiao Si responded happily, as if he had discovered a new world, âI looked in the mirror just now, and found that Iâm pretty handsome.â
Luosang felt that Xiao Si was acting so much like Nian Junting right now.
Nian Junting frowned and said, âAre you sick? Let me send you to a hospital.â
Luosang gave Nian Junting an angry stare. Youâre even sicker, so how could you say that to Xiao Si?
âSi, havenât you always had dimples? Your smile is amiable, and you look like a boy from a landscape painting.â
âI do?â Xiao Siâs eyes glowed. âRecently, Tingting has been depreciating me too cruelly. I was upset, but after hearing what you said, Iâm confident again.â
Hearing that, Luosang understood him. Indeed, living under Nian Juntingâs mean words wasnât an easy thing.
âHowâs your talk with Nuanyi?â she asked.
âNot back,â Xiao Si nodded and said, âOur offer is way better than the Yi Groupâs. Donât worry. This time, the Yi Group wonât have a chance.â
âSi, weâre going to hang out. Do you wanna come?â Luosang gently invited him to hang out with her and Nian Junting.
Xiao Si was going to nod, but before doing so, he suddenly received a gaze from beside him which contained a feeling of strong hostility. He was so frightened that even his tongue twitched.
âI donât think so,â he said. âI still have something to do. You go. Later, weâll have dinner together, and then head to the airport.â
âAlright then,â she said.
After going separate ways from Xiao Si, Nian Junting suddenly turned back to glare at Luosang with a grumpy look, then asked, âA boy from a landscape painting? How could you compliment another man like that in front of me? I have never heard you use such nice words on me.â
Luosang sighed. Ever since he became her boyfriend, she felt that he was turning younger and younger.
âAre you still a boy?â she asked.
Nian Junting opened his mouth, but didnât say anything.
Of course, he was a boy. However, admitting that he was a twenty-nine year old boy would be shameful.
âAlright. You said that he looks like a boy from a landscape painting. Then what kind of paint am I from? Tell me seriously,â he said.
Luosang struggled for a moment. She raised her head to look at his perfectly handsome face, then said, âYou look like someone from the comic books. The boys from landscape paintings are clean-looking, but the men from comic books are the dram of all girls.â