Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

After saying that, he suddenly showed great interest. Pulling her into his arms, he said, “Like a female police officer. Out there, you fight, but at home, in front of me, you’re like a little girl. That’s so interesting.”

The corners of Luosang’s mouth twitched slightly. She couldn’t help but pinch his arm and say, “I’m sorry. I can’t fight, and I can’t be as strong as steel. But, I think Leng Shuangwei can. She’s still unmarried, so you guys have a chance. She can fulfill your morbid appetite.”

“Don’t mention Leng Shuangwei to me. My entire body will feel uncomfortable once I thought of her mother.”

Nian Junting kissed her on the cheek and then said, “Luo, do you know what day the fifteenth next month is?”

Luosang was confused, and asked, “What day?”

“I’m not telling,” Nian Junting let go of her, spinning gracefully away to sit in his large armchair.

“Your birthday?” Luosang frowned.

“You guessed it so easily,” Nian Junting crossed his arms across his chest, responded with satisfaction, “I guess you have remembered my birthday from a long time ago.”

“I haven’t,” said Losang.

“Stop pretending,” Nian Junting shook one finger, “If you didn’t know, how could you guess it out so easily? You must have been thinking about what gift to give me for months, right? Prepare it seriously. I won’t accept it, unless it’s a delightful surprise.”

Luosang didn’t know how to respond. He had named that date so specifically. Anyone would think that it might be his birthday. She seriously did not know that his birthday was near. She had never seen his ID.

“You’re gonna be thirty this year, right?” She asked.

“Yeah, so I can’t have a candlelight dinner with you,” Nian Junting sighed helplessly. “I need to have a meal with my family. During the meal, I’ll also tell them the good news that you’re pregnant. Jiang Qifei has given us the evidence, so we don’t need to keep it secret anymore.”

Luosang didn’t want to see Nian Junting’s family. Things had not ended well the last time.

“Don’t worry. You’re pregnant now. You’re like a national treasure. They all need to be extra friendly to you.” Nian Junting snorted, “I didn’t want to celebrate my birthday with Nian family people. I’m only doing it for my grandmother’s sake. She’s not young anymore. We’ll only book two tables for family.”

“Will that seems too humble for your 30th birthday?” Luosang had seen many rich men who booked tens of tables for their 30th birthdays.

“Humble is good. I only want to spend more time with you on my birthday. I prefer to be with you. Being with the others is boring,” Nian Junting slapped his thighs, and said, “Sit over here.”

Luosang curved her lips into a smile. She felt sweet toward him, but still she rejected his invitation. “You should start working. I’m going to study in the living room. An examination for the third-year students is near.”

She took her bag and headed to the living room.

At five o’clock in the evening, Nian Junting finished his work and headed back to Tianhu Villa with Luosang.

On their way, while Nian Junting was driving, Luosang felt a little bored. So she turned on the radio and heard the presenter’s pleasant voice saying, “Now, let’s enjoy Yan Su’s latest single ‘End in Smoke’. This song soared to the top of the best seller chart as soon as it was released. It is very popular. I heard that Yan Su wrote the lyrics herself. She’s not only pretty, but also talented. This is a sad song, more suitable for broken-hearted times. It is really good. I like it very much. Hear it, and I bet you’ll agree. “