Chapter 175
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Sister Lan was stunned. "Sangsang has finally made it. I thought that you two had a chance, but Sangsang didn't believe me."
"What do you mean?" Nian Junting was surprised. "You didn't know her real age, did you?"
Sister Lan shrunk back in embarrassment. "Sangsang told me not to tell anyone. She said that people at her age would think she had more experience if she told people she was older. I think it's not easy for her, so I didn't tell anyone."
"You've worked in the villa for years, but you lied to me with her. I'll fine you half a month's salary," Nian Junting said with a frown.
Sister Lan's chubby face darkened. Half a month's salary wasn't a small amount of money.
"But you can make up for it." Nian Junting straightened his back, raised his eyebrows, and said, "From now on, contact Luo Sang when you're free. Tell her that you miss her, and ask her to come to the villa often. Remember, don't show it. Don't act like I'm the one who instigated you."
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Sister Lan nodded carefully.
"Now, tell me, how do I reply to this WeChat message?" Nian Junting pointed at his phone. "Type it for me."
Sister Lan picked up her phone and thought hard for a while. Then, she slowly typed a sentence: In the past, I wanted to say that you were a happy little piggy in my heart, followed by a row of hearts, hearts, hearts, hearts.
Nian Junting took the phone, glanced at it, and blushed. Then, he gave her a meaningful look and said, "Sister Lan, I didn't know that you're so young, but you're still so young."
Sister Lan blushed.
Nian Junting sent the message.
One minute later, there was no reply. Five minutes later, there was still no reply.
He called Sister Lan over with dissatisfaction. "Why didn't she reply? Did you not send the message well enough?"
Sister Lan wanted to cry. It wasn't easy to be a cook. She was also responsible for helping Young Master find a girlfriend. "Young Master, Sangsang must be shy. If it were me, I would be shy if you suddenly said sweet things to me."
"Really?" Nian Junting nodded seriously. She was so shy that her cheeks were red. He suddenly wanted to go over and check on her, but he couldn't disturb her class.
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In the computer room, Luo Sang sat down. When her phone rang again, she saw 'Mr. Nian' flashing on the screen. She panicked.
More and more students turned to look at her, then picked up the call. "Mr. Nian, I'm going to class now."
"Don't try to fool me. I saw your timetable in the dormitory yesterday. You still have five minutes before class starts."
The corners of Luo Sang's mouth twitched. No wonder Luo Sang had been keeping an eye on her class schedule yesterday. So that was the reason. As expected of a capitalist, he was always so far-sighted.
"Why didn't you reply to my WeChat?" God knew how many times he checked his phone when he didn't reply. He couldn't help but call when he was on his way to the company.
Recalling that WeChat message, Luo Sang's ears turned red. She had seen that WeChat message when she was having breakfast earlier. She was so shocked that she dropped her phone on the table. "Did you send that message?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"I thought your phone was poisoned. That's not something you would say, Mr. Nian." Especially the series of kisses at the end, she felt like she had seen a ghost. She was too embarrassed to reply to him.
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