Chapter 33
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Nian Junting gave a faint smile. He thought that Luosang was happy that he won money.
It was good to be happy for the owner.
He wanted to give her a look of appreciation, but he just happened to see her bright smile. The corners of her mouth were raised high, and she couldn't hide the excitement. Even under the big black-rimmed glasses, her eyes seemed to be shining with a bright luster. It was so dazzling that it made one's heart skip a beat. It was not the aura a woman in her thirties should have.
Why did he suddenly feel that she was young and beautiful?
His sword-like eyebrows suddenly darkened.
Nian Junting wasn't happy.
Luosang tried to seduce him when she was giving him a bath, but now, she was trying to seduce him at the mahjong table in front of everyone.
She was so rude.
"F * ck, Brother Ming, you won back all the cards you lost with one hand. If I had known that the caretaker would be so lucky, I wouldn't have suggested for her to draw cards." His cousin's intestines had turned green, and everyone was blaming him.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence," said Nian Junting blandly, then let Luosang continue to draw cards.
To his surprise, Luosang won all the cards.
When it was time for lunch, Nian Junting won over fifty thousand yuan. Even he was surprised. He had been playing mahjong for so many years, but he had never won as much as today.
Was this woman really lucky for him?
Nian Junting took out a stack of cash, handed it to Luosang, and said, "This is your reward."
Luosang paused. There were at least thousands of red notes on the stack, which was a lot of money for her. However, she shook her head without thinking and said, "I don't deserve this."
Nian Junting frowned, then smiled and said, "You're playing hard to get."
Luosang was confused.
"I've seen many women play this game. But you saved my life after all, so you're different from them. I'll tell you clearly that you're not my type, be it your age or your appearance. I don't like to flirt."
The corner of Luosang's mouth twitched. She couldn't understand Nian Junting at all.
"Let's go for lunch," Nian Junting turned his head. Apparently, he didn't want to continue this topic.
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Lunch was prepared by Nian Junting's uncles and aunts. There were over twenty dishes, all of which were delicacies. Nian Junting took a few bites, then somehow lost his appetite.
Every New Year, according to the custom, they would have these kinds of dishes. They were oily and greasy. Instead, he thought of the home-cooked dishes Luosang had cooked yesterday. They weren't made with expensive ingredients, but they looked, smelled, and tasted good.
As he thought about it, he glanced at the woman who was eating next to him. She was eating with relish and seemed to know how to eat.
He remembered that when people from small families came to his house for a meal for the first time, because they ate too extravagantly, they didn't know what they should eat and what they shouldn't eat, and made a lot of jokes.
Yet, she didn't seem to have eaten it at all, as if she had eaten it before.
The more he thought about it, the stranger his gaze became.
In the evening, only the four members of the Nian Family and a few servants were left.
After dinner, Grandma Nian gave out red packets to her grandchildren and the servants. She even included Luo Sang. The thick red packets made her feel uneasy. After all, she had only been here for a short while.
"Take it," said Nian Junting blandly, "It's a habit of our family."
"Yes, and I heard that you saved Tingting yesterday," Grandma Nian said as she stuffed the red packet into her palm amiably.
Hearing that, Luosang put the red packet away a little embarrassedly.
After that, the Nian Family sat together to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Nian Junting sat there for a while, then felt bored and went upstairs. It was rare to see a man in the old house, so he asked the butler to give him a bath.
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