Chapter 127 - Mr. Nian, Can You Take Your Hand Away from My Shoulder (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Nian Junting turned his eyes back and said to Luosang, “You see, this kind of situation is exactly the reason why I don’t like shopping. Because when a man is perfect on both the inside and outside, the people who are jealous of him always try to bring as much shame on him as possible.”

Luosang didn’t know how to respond.

A while later, she sighed lightly and said, “Mr. Nian, I’m gonna pay for the jacket. Can you please take your hand away from my shoulder?”

Nian Junting remained silent while staring at her pretty shoulder and his own hand. A while later, he took his hand away.

It was alright. He believed that he’d be able to put his hand back on her shoulder soon enough.

After buying the jacket, Luosang looked at the balance on her phone and felt her heart ache. The jacket had cost her eight-thousand and eight-hundred yuan. She hadn’t bought expensive clothes like this for a really long time.

That evil Yi Jingxi. He took everything from me, yet it isn’t enough for him. Does he want me to live on steam bread again?

Nian Junting, who was much taller than Luosang, saw the number showing on her phone screen. He frowned and said, “A twenty-two year old girl like you should be treated like a princess by your parents, but why did you do the carer’s job to make money?”

Luosang remained silent for a short while, then raised her head and responded, “Mr. Nian, can I not answer the question?”

“Alright, everyone has their secret sorrows.” Nian Junting lowered his head. Even though she didn’t want to tell him, he guessed that it was either because her family was poor or something else happened.

He wouldn’t try digging up her past without her permission, because that would be an invasion of privacy.

However, he was very confident about his charm. He believed that in the near future, she would tell him everything.

With his capabilities, he wouldn’t let anything upset his girlfriend.

With these thoughts, he looked down at his watch and found that it was only half-past eight, so he suggested, “Let’s go pick a few more suits.”