Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Luo Bing left, Duan Si pushed Song Nan to send him off and stopped Bei Shuo from taking another step forward.
After Song Nan walked out of everyoneâs sight, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Luo Bing said calmly, âMiss Song, please stay.â
Song Nan smiled and said, âPlease allow me to send you off, or Iâll be nagged by my Auntie when I get back.â
Luo Bing did not know what to say.
Song Nan sighed softly. âAs long as I donât marry and you donât marry, my Auntie wonât stop fantasizing.â
Luo Bing smiled. âWhy donât I tell Madam Mu next time? Neither of us have such intentions.â
Song Nan stopped and looked at Luo Bing.
Luo Bing had no idea what was going on, so he stopped and looked at Song Nan.
Song Nanâs eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. âWhat if I do?â
Luo Bing was stunned.
Song Nan smiled sadly. âIâm dreaming, right? How can a person like me be worthy of you? Only my Auntie is not sober. She thinks that I can be accepted just because I have the Mu Familyâs backing. How is that possible? Who is willing to marry an orphan girl?â
Her tears fell appropriately.
Luo Bing frowned. âDonât think that way. You will definitely meet someone who really likes you. Itâs just that itâs not fated. The elders like to worry. Just ignore them.â
Song Nan carefully wiped his tears and forced a smile. âLook at me. I donât know why Iâve been so sad recently. Iâve embarrassed myself in front of you. Itâs fine. Iâm just feeling emotional for a moment. Youâre right. Weâre just not fated.â
Luo Bing nodded.
Song Nan smiled. âDid my Auntie scare you today? You canât even taste Bei Shuoâs cooking properly.â
Luo Bing said calmly, âItâs alright. Little Junior Sisterâs skills are all in my memory.â
Song Nan couldnât help but sigh. âYou two are so close. I envy you so much. You have brothers and sisters, unlike me, who have always been alone.â
Luo Bing could not help but ask, âDidnât you grow up with the Mu Family brothers too?â
Song Nan smiled bitterly. âOf course, thatâs what outsiders think, but⦠Forget it. Iâm already an adult. Itâs all in the past when I was young.â
Luo Bing looked at Song Nan deeply.
He didnât know if it was because he had read too many scripts, but he kept feeling that Miss Song was a textbook-level green tea [1. Itâs an internet lingo for angelic b*tch or girls who pretend to be pure and innocent but in fact are manipulative and calculating.]
However, he was not a tea appraiser and was not interested in her at all. She had nothing to do with him.
After sending Luo Bing off, Song Nan stood there for a long time, letting the cold evening wind mess up her hair and cold her heart.
She even started to doubt Luo Bingâs sexual orientation. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
How could there be such an unmoved man? Did he not have the most basic empathy?
Song Nan gritted her teeth. Her passion had been fed to the dogs!
Duan Si felt that it was not easy for her to get close to the Shen Family. She could not give up on Luo Bing. That was the best place for her. How could she not know?
However, she had tested Luo Bing again and again.
Whether she was an intellectual, elegant, mature, independent woman or a pitiful orphan girl with a miserable background who lived under someone elseâs roof, Luo Bing had no interest in her.
He just didnât like her. No matter how she acted, he didnât like her!
Bei Shuo stood on the balcony and looked at Song Nan, who stood rooted to the ground after sending Luo Bing off. She muttered, âDoes Song Nan really like Second Senior Brother?â
Mu Ci, who was trimming the flowers, looked out. âWhat are you worried about? Everyone can tell that Luo Bing doesnât like her.â
Bei Shuo turned around and looked at Mu Ci. âSo I donât have to worry that she likes you because you donât like her anyway?â
Bei Shuo tilted her head and smiled at Mu Ci.
Mu Ci paused for a moment before putting down the scissors. He stood up and pulled Bei Shuo into his arms. âBrat!â Then, he kissed her lips fiercely.
Song Nan looked up and saw the scene under the moonlight. She clenched her fists and stabbed her fingertips into her palms, but she did not feel any pain.
Why was it difficult for her to take a step forward when others could easily obtain it?
What was she inferior to others? Was she not hard working enough, or was she not outstanding enough? Why did the men around her not even want to look at her?
Song Nan lowered her eyes and tears fell.
Bei Shuo pushed Mu Ci away and panted heavily. âAnnoying!â
However, Mu Ci held her waist tightly and pressed her against him. He rubbed the tip of her nose against his. âHave you learned to be naughty?â
Bei Shuo glared at him. âThatâs right. Anyone can tell that she likes you. I donât care because I know that you donât like her! She always does a cheap shot to make me sad and mind that you two grew up together.. Hmph!â