Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang moaned in pain. The room temperature started rising. When Luosang woke up, Nian Junting wasnât there. He must have been at work at that time. She picked up her phone to look at the time and found that it was already ten oâclock.
She raised her legs and felt as if she were disabled. She struggled up and gave herself a hot bath while silently cursing Nian Junting 1,000 times. Fortunately, she was pursuing voice acting, which meant that she would need to travel a lot for work. She guessed that if she always stayed in Xia City, he would exhaust her in bed every single day.
It was already around noon by the time she finally gathered some strength to go downstairs. Sister Lan looked at her weirdly and said, âSangsang, Iâve never seen you get up so late. Young Master is quite intuitive. He told me not to wake you up.â
Luosangâs face reddened slightly. She was already starving. âSister Lan, do you have anything to eat?â she asked.
âThe food has been ready for a long time.â Sister Lan served her a large bowl of squab soup with red dates, codonopsis pilosula[1], medlars[2], and many other nourishing ingredients.
Luosang was puzzled and asked, âWhy did you give me such a nourishing soup?â
Sister Lan chuckled and said, âYoung Master said that you need to nourish your blood.â
âNourish my blood?â Luosang didnât understand.
âYeah, women do need to nourish their blood after their first time.â Sister Lan gave a very meaningful smile.
Luosang even wanted to hide under the table. What a big-mouthed man, she complained silently.
âDonât be shy. Your mother left when you were little, so you donât know about these things. You have to nourish your body.â Sister Lan grinned. âAnd, donât forget about birth control, so you wonât hurt yourself. Even though Young Master is a responsible man, I donât support premarital pregnancy.â
Luosang nodded, feeling warmed.
...
In a meeting room in Shengting, the senior managers on the scene were all stunned a little when Nian Junting walked in. The winter in Xia City was never too cold, especially now. It was about ten degrees Celsius, but their CEO was wearing a scarf. Some said that it was a gift from his girlfriend. The scarf didnât surprise them, because they had seen him wearing it quite often. Instead, what made them speechless was the pair of Uggs on his feet.
âMr. Nian, you dressed warmly today,â said the general manager.
Nian Junting responded with two words, âIâm cold.â
The general manager thought for a moment, then sneakily told another guy to set the temperature of the air conditioner higher. The room was heated to 28 degrees Celsius. During the one and a half hour meeting, Nian Junting sweat heavily. In the middle of the meeting, he couldnât help but take off the scarf. However, he felt as if his feet were burning.
When the meeting was finally over, Xiao Si walked up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, âOi, do you have to wear these? Iâve never seen a man in Uggs in this city, except during that ice disaster that happened four years ago. Youâre the first one.â
âLuosang bought me four pairs of these and made me wear them,â Nian Junting responded blandly.
âReally?â Xiao Si curved his lips downward. âAre you sure that Luosang made you wear these?â
âOf course. Would I ever want to dress so warmly?â Nian Junting gave him a cold glance.
Is there something that you wouldnât do? Xiao Si laughed to himself.
âThen I need to talk to Sangsang. Youâll feel too hot this way. Iâm going to the Feng familyâs home for dinner tonight as well. You can give me a ride, and Iâll teach her a lesson for you,â said Xiao Si.
Nian Junting didnât reply.
[1] A type of ginseng native to Asia.
[2] A type of fruit available fresh in winter.