Chapter 37
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Nian Xi held Luosang's arm, grinned and said, "Eh, I didn't expect you to have such a good chat this afternoon."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." Luosang was only in her early twenties after all. She used to have a generation gap with people who were over ten years older than her, but Rong Hua was quite talkative, and it wasn't awkward for her to get along with him.
"So are you …" Before Nian Xi finished her sentence, she saw a pair of dark eyes behind the French window. "Eh … Brother … Why are you sitting here?"
He looked creepy and scary.
"Do I need to explain to you that I'm sitting here?" Nian Junting said coldly. Just now, when he saw Luosang smilingly get out of Rong Hua's car, he felt like an eyesore.
"Did you eat gunpowder?" Nian Xi rolled her eyes.
Nian Junting ignored her, turned around, and said coldly to Luosang, "Come over here."
"Why are you so mean?" Nian Xi curved her lips downward.
Luosang shook her head, then walked to Nian Junting's side, put her hands on his shoulders, and massaged them.
Her hands were as soft as water, and much more comfortable than the steward's hands.
Nian Junting, who was a mad lion, instantly smoothed out his fur, and his face wasn't as dark as before.
Nian Xi and the steward were both stunned, but they still managed to keep their eyes on Nian Junting.
"How was your afternoon?" Nian Junting closed his eyes and asked abruptly.
"Ah?" Luosang paused briefly, then said, "The movie was good."
"I'm not talking about the movie," Nian Junting glanced at her and said, "I'm talking about Rong Hua."
Suddenly, Luosang seemed to understand something. "Miss Nian, you're not going to introduce Brother Rong to me, are you?"
"…"
Did she only realize that after an entire afternoon?
Nian Junting rubbed his forehead.
Luosang came back to her senses and said, "But Brother Rong is so much older than me …"
The corners of Nian Junting's mouth twitched slightly, then he said, "You're a thirty-year-old girl. How can you say that to a thirty-four-year-old girl?"
Luosang was speechless. Alright, she forgot that she lied about her age.
"I think you like to be an old cow eating young grass." She clearly liked him, who was young, but how could he like a woman who was two years older than him? No matter how good she was at making tea and peeling grapefruit, he couldn't force her to be with him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Nian. Let me peel a grapefruit for you," Luosang hurriedly changed the topic.
Nian Junting tasted a piece of the peeled grapefruit and found it to be very sweet, much sweeter than the one peeled by the steward. He enjoyed it for a while, then said, "Rong Ye is barely acceptable, but his father is a gambler, so it's worth considering. You don't have to be so anxious. You can stay by my side and serve me from now on.
He had thought about it this afternoon. Although it wasn't good to have a woman who had improper thoughts about him by his side, she was still quite capable. It would be a waste to let her continue to be a nurse and take care of those dirty patients.
"Mr. Nian, what are you talking about?" Luosang was confused.
"I mean, after I recover, you can stay in my villa and be a nanny like Auntie Lan," said Nian Junting as he looked at her. He could imagine the look of surprise on her face after the initial shock. But after a while, he didn't see any trace of happiness on her face, except for surprise.
Alright, she was really good at pretending.
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