Chapter 37 - Ms. Nian Wasn’t Fixing Me Up With Mr. Rong, Was She? (2/2)

“I didn’t mean the movie,” Nian Junting gave her a sideway glance and said, “I meant Rong Ye.”

At that moment, Luosang suddenly realized something. “Miss. Nian wasn’t trying to fix me up with Mr. Rong, was she?”

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‘You’ve spent a whole afternoon with him, but you didn’t realize it until now?’ Nian Junting thought, rubbed his forehead.

Luosang now understood that, murmured without thinking, “But Mr. Rong is so much older than me…”

Nian Junting’s mouth corners twitched as he said, “You’re thirty, but you think thirty-four is too old?”

Luosang didn’t know how to respond. She forgot that she had told everyone that she was thirty.

“I think you like young men.” Nian Junting believed that Luosang liked him, who was young. However, he also believed that he would never like a woman who was two years older than himself, even though she could make nice tea and peel grapefruits. He thought love couldn’t be forced.

“I shouldn’t say that. Mr. Nian, let me peel you a grapefruit.” Luosang hurriedly switched the topic.

Soon, she served some well-peeled grapefruits to Nian Junting. He tasted one piece and found it was very sweet, much sweeter than the ones peeled by the steward. After spending a while enjoying the fruit, he said, “Rong Ye is not bad, but his father is addicted to gambling, so I think you should consider carefully. You don’t need to be anxious though. You can stay by my side, work for me, and I’ll let my people introduce some nice men to you.”

He had thought about that this afternoon. He understood that keeping a woman who was craving him by his side wasn’t appropriate. However, she was really capable, and he believed that it would really be a waste to let her continue working as a carer and taking care of other patients after he recovered.

“Mr. Nian, what are you talking about?” Luosang was confused.

“I mean, when I recover, you can continue working in my villa, like Sister Lan,” said Nian Junting while looking at her. He could imagine how pleasantly surprised she would be, but after waiting for quite a while, he failed to detect any happiness from her face, which was filled with an astonished look.

‘Great, she really knows how to pretend,’ he thought.

“Thank you… Mr. Nian,” Luosang got his message and responded with, “But I’m happy with my job. I now have no plan to change my profession.”