Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fine. Not every woman was compatible with a face like this.
The two of them walked into the canteen and Mo Liuxi saw Yan Su again. She was sitting by the window having breakfast with two other female classmates.
He looked away, collected his breakfast and found a seat by the window with Zhang Hongchuan.
âDo you see that girl? Itâs Yan Su from the music faculty,â Zhang Hongchuan said softly. âSheâs famous now. Sheâs all-natural, no plastic surgery at all. She is the prettiest girl of the faculty.â
Mo Liuxi thought to himself while he was eating. She looked natural but she was just too much of a gossip monger, a petty woman, and not to mention someone who liked to rat on others.
âI tried to court her last year.â Zhang Hongchuan laughed with embarrassment. âShe rejected me though. She said that she had a boyfriend. I heard sheâs single now, but I donât think Iâll try again. With her talent, she could easily become the next pop queen.â
Mo Liuxi looked at him incredulously. âDonât lower the standards of a pop queen. Okay?â
âReally!â Zhang Hongchuan was serious. âYou havenât heard her sing before, have you? She has a broad range. She handles her high notes really well and she switches between octaves seamlessly. Oh, and she writes her own songs. You know that super popular song, âWhen the Smoke Clearsâ? She wrote that herself. I heard it was an ode to her first love.â
Mo Liuxi asked, âWas she together with her first love for a long time?â
âI heard she had a boyfriend even before she came to Ximei. No one knows who he was though. We all thought she made it up to dissuade her pursuers.â Zhang Hongchuan sighed. âI can tell from her sorrowful lyrics that she once loved someone very deeply though.â
âIâm full now.â Mo Liuxi stood up.
âHey, wait for me...â
Over the next few days, Mo Liuxi and Yan Su avoided one another. They didnât even greet each other when they bumped into one another.
Luosang felt bad things turned out this way because of her. Luckily, Yan Su was out of the house a lot because of her busy schedule.
Luosang didnât have any classes that day, so Nian Junting accompanied her to the maternity check-up.
âYou stay with Liuxi now, so do you think you can patch things up between him and Yan Su?â
âWhy do I feel like youâre acting like a matchmaker now?â Nian Junting was unhappy that Luosang was talking about Mo Liuxi all the time.
âWho are you calling a matchmaker?â Luosang glared at him. âYan Su and Liuxi would never have that kind of relationship.â
âSince they wonât develop any romantic feelings for each other, what are you so worried about?â Nian Junting asked in annoyance. âThey werenât friends or family to begin with; they are just neighbors. Yan Suâs career is really taking off now, so Iâm guessing that she will be moving away after graduating this semester. She will be flying all over, so she might not even have time to meet you, not to mention your little brother.â
Luosang was shocked. He made sense.
âAll right. If you have so much spare energy, why donât you spend some time thinking about our wedding? Weâre getting married in half a month,â Nian Junting said. âDo you still remember that?â
â...Oh how time flies by.â Luosang was nervous just thinking about it. She felt like she was getting cold feet before the wedding.
âYou havenât been thinking about it, Iâm guessing,â Nian Junting said unhappily.
...
At the hospital, Luosang was lying on the examination bed ready for her ultrasound. She was already five months pregnant but it was hard to make out her baby bump with her clothes covering it.
Nian Junting had made special arrangements for the hospital director to be present.
They were doing a 4D scan today, as he wanted to see the babyâs face.
However, the baby wasnât cooperating. Itâs arms and feet were obscuring the image of itâs face.
The doctor told Luosang to eat more chocolate and climb some stairs. After about an hour, the babyâs face was still covered. Luosang went on to climb more stairs until the afternoon, when they finally saw half of the babyâs face. By then, Luosang was panting with exhaustion.
Nian Junting was frustrated. âOur little princess isnât cooperating at all.â
âPrincess?â The doctor was surprised at what Nian Junting said.
Nian Junting saw the doctor frown and Luosang said timidly, âDonât tell me itâs a baby boy.â
The ultrasound doctor laughed. The hospital director had told her they were important patients. She thought they were the hospital directorâs relatives and most people wanted a baby boy, so she nodded her head happily.
Nian Junting stood up abruptly and pulled her to stand as well. âImpossible! Are you seeing it wrong? Did you mistake the umbilical cord as a little penis?â
The doctorâs face was dark. âI wouldnât be qualified as a doctor if I canât even differentiate that. Itâs a baby boy.â
âNonsense.â Blood was rushing to Nian Juntingâs head. âWhereâs the penis? I canât see anything.â
âYouâre not a professional.â The doctor frowned. âAnyway, let me get a colored scan report for you, although the picture might not be so clear.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Nian Junting couldnât believe his ears. He was still standing, frozen in his spot.
âI donât understand. It was supposed to be a baby girl. How did it turn into a baby boy?
He was deeply affected. The pink and healthy baby girl was no longer. He had a naughty little boy now instead.
Someone had rained on his parade.
âWho said it was a girl?â The doctor was confused.
Nian Junting said, âI thought it was a girl.â
â...â
Luosang took the news much better than Nian Junting. It was still her child after all. Although a girl would be nice, boys were cute in their own ways too. It would only be problematic if her boy turned out like Nian Junting.
âThis is your babyâs photo.â The doctor handed them the photo.
Nian Junting snatched it and took a closer look. He didnât know how to interpret the photograph.
âYou need to orientate yourself; these are the eyes and this is the nose,â the doctor said. âOne side is covered by his hand.â
âSo ugly,â Nian Junting commented and handed the photo over to Luosang.
Luosang rolled her eyes at him and looked at the photograph. She felt warm and content. âI think our baby is rather cute. Thank you, doctor.â
After the doctor continued to run a series of checks, Nian Juntingâs mood turned rotten.
He was in a foul mood on the way home as well.
Back at the villa, Nian Xi was present. When she saw her brotherâs face, she asked worriedly, âWhatâs wrong? You went to the doctor, right? Is anything wrong with the baby?â
âNope.â Luosang shook her head helplessly. âThe doctor just told us that it was a baby boy.â
âOh, God.â Nian Xi inhaled sharply. âI donât want a nephew that is as annoying as my brother.â