Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He suddenly felt that it had not been wrong to co here with her tonight. He had learned about her job and her dream. A woman should have her own dreams.
“Are you and Mr. Miao business partners?” Luosang asked abruptly.
“No.” Nian Junting shook his head. “He’s my uncle’s partner. They are doing real estate together. I’ve seen him a few tis, but I don’t know him well. I don’t like him, and I don’t think the real estate market has a future.”
“How co your uncle knows soone like that?”
“They make use of each other,” said Nian Junting. “He’s the owner of the Bingyang Group.”
Luosang understood. The Bingyang Group had developed quite a few projects all over the country. No wonder Zhong Yi hadn’t left him, even after suffering that kind of violence.
Next, Luosang lowered her head to browse the WeChat Monts. Five minutes ago, Nian Xi had posted a new mont. It was a picture of a half-eaten boxed al with a few simple words—I’m going on patrol tonight. The dinner is simple...
“Did Nian Xi talk to you recently?” Luosang was quite worried about her.
“She did yesterday. She asked if we have made up,” Nian Junting replied.
“What about her and Ji Chuan?”
“Not yet.”
“She’s waiting for Ji Chuan,” Luosang said. “You’d know if you saw her newest WeChat Mont.”
As a red light was in front of him, Nian Junting took a glance at Nian Xi’s new post, then said, “She said that she’s on patrol. What does it have to do with her waiting for Ji Chuan?”
“Did she ever post WeChat Monts about her simple als before? But ever since she broke up with Ji Chuan, she’s made similar posts every couple of days. Normally, a girl would only post sothing like this to get the attention of the person that she likes. A smart man, or a man who cares about his girl, should be sending her so scrumptious food as soon as he saw her post.”
Nian Junting was enlightened. “I get it. I seed to grow extra fond of posting WeChat Monts every ti we had a fight. The EQ of my little sister is really as high as mine.”
Luosang didn’t know what to say. Nian Xi’s EQ is way higher than yours, she thought. I guess she has all the EQ that you failed to grow back in your mom’s uterus.
“Let’s send her so food,” she suggested. “It’s still early anyway.”
“Why? As you said, she clearly made the post for Ji Chuan. If he doesn’t bring her any food, they should break up,” Nian Junting responded.
“You understand it now because I just explained it to you. Feng Ji Chuan may not understand it, either.” Luosang sighed. “If he doesn’t show up with so good food or doesn’t even call her to ask her how she’s been doing, Nian Xi will be really disappointed.”
“It’s not about if he understands or not.” Nian Junting frowned. “As your boyfriend, if I saw you eating poor food, I’d be worried. I would send the best food to you as quickly as possible.”
Luosang imdiately felt as sweet as honey. She smiled and said, “Not every man cares about his girlfriend like our Mr. Nian does. So people might say to their girlfriends that ‘watching you eating this tiny portion of food makes worry,’ but wouldn’t take any actual action. The slightly better ones might send their girlfriends so money and tell them to buy so better food for themselves. The second kind of man is already considered nice.”
“These n are so hypocritical,” Nian Junting said disdainfully.
...
Nian Xi liked barbecue, so Luosang and Nian Junting bought so. After that, they asked soone else about where she was patrolling and then drove that way. Nian Xi and two male police officers parked their vehicles in the busiest part of the city.
Seeing Luosang and Nian Junting show up with food, Nian Xi was so touched that she was even about to cry. “Sangsang, you’re the best sister-in-law in the world. It’s been quite a while since I posted that, but only you brought food to .”
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