Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang gave a bitter smile, as she felt that she couldnât even breathe when hearing Nian Juntingâs words.
She never tried to lose weight. Instead, she lost weight because he gave her too much to do.
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After the New Year vacation, Nian Junting had a ton of work to do in the office.
As he was reading files, a secretary named Zhao put a plate of washed fruits on the tea table and said, âDirector Mu brought these back from the United States, especially for you.â
Luosangâs heart sank. âIs there something wrong with that Director Mu? Did he have to bring fruits all the way back from the United States? Canât he bring something else?â She complained silently.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Through the New Year Vacation, she had learned that Nian Junting loved grapefruits, grapes and other similar kinds of fruits. Some men hated eating fruits, but he was very fond of them.
Luosang would even shiver at the sight of any fruit now.
As she thought, Nian Junting pointed his chin at her after glancing at those fruits, then ordered, âPeel me some grapes.â
Luosangâs face twitched slightly, then she said, âMr. Nian, in fact, the grape skin is rich in anthocyanin, which has an antioxidant effect and anti-aging effect, also can protect cardiovascular systems. Itâll be a great waste to discard the grape skin. I think you should eat these grapes with the skin on, because itâs good for your body. And I think your secretary has washed them quite thoroughly.â
âYeah?â Nian Junting lowered his head and said coldly, âSince the grape skin has so many good effects, you can eat them, and Iâll eat the pulp. Come on, youâre older than me, so you need that anti-aging effect.â
Luosang even felt like vomiting blood at that moment. She decided to go the whole hog, so she lowered her head and responded, âAsk your secretary to peel the grapes for you. Iâve peeled too many fruits lately. My fingers are aching.â
She wasnât exaggerating. She had really been suffering a burning pain from her fingertips today.
âI knew it. You told me that eating the grape skin is good for my body only because you donât want to peel the grapes,â Nian Junting raised his head to glance at her while saying, âDo you know how well-educated my secretaries are? They all have master degrees from prestigious universities, and theyâre doing high-salary jobs. You want these masters to peel grapes for me? How many human resources would that waste? Youâre from the service industry, so, so you think you can be compared with them?â
Luosang smiled bitterly and said, âNo, I canât be compared with them. But, Iâve been peeling fruits all day lately, and my fingers are killing me now. And, whatâs wrong with the service industry? Canât someone from the service industry feel pain? I get paid per diem for the works I do, and Iâm not a slave. If youâre not satisfied with my works, you can cut my salary. Iâm cool with that.â
Her eyes behind the large black-rimmed glasses were fixed on Nian Junting, without showing any fear.
The look in Nian Juntingâs face turned more and more unfriendly. He looked at her straight in the eyes, but she wasnât afraid of him at all.
He frowned, then suddenly grabbed her hands from both sides of her body, saying, âWhich part of your fingers are aching? Let me see.â
The handsome Nian Junting dragged Luosangâs hands tightly, observed them. From her thumbs to her forefingers, he looked very carefully, and his eyes were closer and closer to her fingers. Luosang felt really weird.
She looked down and saw a dropped lock of his hair and his straight nose. He looked incredibly handsome from any possible angle.
A strange atmosphere emerged from the air.
Luosang was a sensitive woman. She tried to pull her hands away, as she felt so strange to have her hands be held by her boss like that. Besides, the secretary hadnât left.
âYouâre not injured at all,â Nian Junting suddenly raised his head and said, his eyes filled with unhappiness. âYou even dare to lie to me now,â he continued.
âI never said that Iâm injured...â responded Luosang.