Chapter 17
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At around three o 'clock in the afternoon, Nian Junting woke up. After a simple video conference with his company, he felt extremely bored.
Seeing him, Luosang said, "Mr. Xiao brought some books over to relieve your boredom while you were asleep."
"Books?" Nian Junting was surprised. Xiao Si, that tasteless guy, actually knew how to deal with books. That was rare. "Let me have a look," he said.
Luosang blushed slightly, but still, she turned around and brought over all the books on the coffee table. "There are many. Take your time to choose."
Nian Junting thought they were magazines, so he picked them up and glanced at them. Then, his face turned green, and he immediately threw the magazines away. "What the hell are these? Are you trying to disgust me?"
"But … Mr. Xiao said that they're your favorite," Luosang blinked her eyes. She didn't believe his reaction, and wondered if he was pretending. "Mr. Nian, in fact … you don't have to be embarrassed. I can understand. You … After all, you've been lying in bed for so long. And … according to psychologists, many men like to read these …"
"Understand my ass," Nian Junting was so angry that he couldn't help but curse. This woman was trying to drive him to death.
He didn't want to talk to her, so he directly called Xiao Si. Once the call went through, he heard a devilish laughter. "Haha, Tingting, have you seen what I brought? Isn't it exciting? Do you like it?"
"Xiao Si, don't think that everyone is like you, okay?" Nian Junting felt so humiliated that Luosang thought that he liked to read such vulgar magazines.
"Why? I'm doing this for your own good. You said that you finally have a reaction. If you watch more stimulation, maybe you'll recover," Xiao Si said innocently, "I wanted to give you the film, but I thought that it wouldn't be good for the two of you to watch that kind of film together. She's not married, and you're young and vigorous. You're a man and a woman alone, you might lose control and do something terrible. Hehe … that wouldn't be good …" Xiao Si said innocently.
Nian Junting subconsciously glanced at Luosang. He was worried that she might hear Xiao Si's voice, so he hurriedly turned down the volume, then cursed, "Psycho," before hanging up.
When he looked up at the old-fashioned woman next to him, Xiao Si's words flashed through his mind, and his handsome face twitched. "Take these books away. If Xiao Si sends these strange things over again, just reject them."
"… Alright," said Luo Sang. Seeing the disgusted look on his face, she wondered if he really didn't like that kind of thing, and he wasn't pretending.
It seemed like she really had to look at him in a new light.
At night, when Steward Wu wasn't around, the most awkward thing was to take a bath.
After what had happened last time, Luo Sang was trembling with fear. She didn't dare to bring up the subject of the scrubbing.
Nian Junting didn't want to either. Thinking that Luosang might find an excuse to stare at him like a wolf again, he felt uncomfortable. It would be too awkward if he reacted to her again.
He dawdled until ten o 'clock when Sister Lan came to remind him, "Young Master, it's getting late. You should wipe yourself and go to bed."
As he spoke, he looked at Luosang with a smile.
Luo Sang snuck a glance at Nian Junting. Seeing that he was keeping a straight face and not saying anything, she knew that she wouldn't be able to hide from him tonight, so she braced herself and went to get some hot water.
When she came out of the bathroom, Sister Lan was gone.
"Bring me a clean pair of underwear from the drawer of the wardrobe in the changing room," ordered Nian Junting without even looking at her.
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