Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Great, great... Sister-in-law, you’re so nice.” Nian Xi wanted to cry. “You know what? Earlier, my brother peeled fruits for you every day. I wanted to eat so, but he wouldn’t let . I spent a ti begging him, and only then did he give so sour grapefruits.”
Sister-in-law...
Luosang blushed and said, “Don’t call that.”
“No can do. I finally have a sister-in-law who’s nice to . I’ll call you that every day so you can never leave.”
Nian Si sighed sadly and continued, “The sisters-in-law in TV series are all an. They love to urge their husbands to take the the possessions of their brothers and sisters. But thankfully, Sangsang is a good person.”
What kind of TV series are you watching? The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she turned to look at Nian Junting. She hoped he would say sothing to his sister.
To her surprise, Nian Junting took out his phone, nodded, and said, “Good. I’ll give you so money via WeChat.”
“Thank you! Brother!” Nian Xi held her face with both hands and happily sprung up from the couch.
Luosang was speechless.
She was peeling an orange the whole ti, but Nian Xi got awarded—why?
“Why are you looking at ? I was going to give you money too, but you always refuse my kindness. You wouldn’t even let rent out a flat for you. You won’t accept my money. I’ll just not give you any, in case you need to return it to ,” Nian Junting said, glancing at Luosang.
Luosang turned back to continue to peel the orange, but inside, she was crying silently.
She would accept his money, as long as he didn’t make the amount too huge.
Mr. Nian, I think you misunderstood .
Nian Xi rolled her eyes and said to her brother, “You can give her small amounts of money, like five-hundred and twenty, one-thousand, three-hundred and fourteen... those lovely numbers. My God, my sister-in-law, did you receive any red envelope money from my brother before you beca his girlfriend? Ji Chuan sends red envelopes every Valentine’s Day.”
“Ji Chuan?” Luosang paused briefly, then smiled, and asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?”
“He’s my fiance,” said Nian Xi.
Nian Xi chuckled and hurriedly took out her phone to show Luosang Ji Chuan’s photo, then said, “His father and my father were friends in the army. We knew each other since we were little, so we engaged when we were kids. He’s really handso—look. He and my brother were army friends.”
Luosang took a close look at the photo. The man in the photo was wearing a military uniform and saluting. He stood straight, looked handso, cold, and proud. His skin was tan, and his brows were as beautiful as swords while eyes were as bright as the stars; his face was perfect and manly shaped.
“He’s really a handso man,” Luosang said, making a reasonable comnt. “He looks way too good in his uniforms. That is uniform temptation.”
“Yeah, I think he looks super hot in his uniform too.” Nian Xi laughed and said, “I have other photos of him; would you like to see?”
“Sure.”
Seeing the two girls get closer and closer to each other, Nian Junting took away the peeled orange in Luosang’s hands with discontent.
“Brother, what are you doing? My sister-in-law peeled that for ,” Nian Xi said while she glared at him.
“Didn’t I give you money? The orange is mine.” Nian Junting tore off a large piece of the orange and put it into his mouth.
Luosang hadn’t peeled him any fruit in a long ti. The orange she peeled tasted as good as it always did.
Nian Xi got angry, feeling that her brother was so unreasonable.
“Stop looking at the photos. The al is ready. You can just look at . I’m much more handso than hi.,” Nian Junting dragged Luosang up from the couch and walked toward the dining table.
Luosang said speechlessly, “Really? Are you even jealous of Nian Xi’s fiance?”
Nian Junting nodded and said, “Yes, I am. You can’t call any man handso but .”
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