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

“Mr. Nian, all your other clothes are customized and hand-made. I think the clothes here are too cheap for you. They’re just not good enough for a man like you.” Luosang was grateful that he didn’t ask any more questions. But she was exhausted now, because she got up early this morning and had worked a whole day.

“Occasionally, I think I get closer to ordinary people,” he said.

Are you thinking of yourself as a royal? thought Luosang.

However, instead of saying anything, she decided to let him do whatever he wanted.

Afterward, Nian Junting picked ten suits. As he had bought quite a lot, the shop would pack the suits for him and deliver them to his house.

Half-past nine, Nian Junting finished shopping and started driving Luosang back to her school with his sports car.

The night was chilly. The breeze rolled up the fallen leaves. About ten minutes later, the wind suddenly turned stronger, and the moon had hidden into the dark clouds.

Luosang looked around, then told Nian Junting, “Mr. Nian, I think it’s going to rain. Can you close the car roof please?”

Nian Junting’s hands, which were holding the steering wheel, paused slightly. He glanced down at the control panel, then said, “I don’t think so. The weather forecast didn’t say that it was going to rain today. I’ll just drive faster.”

As he pressed harder on the accelerator, the sports car, which was worth tens of millions, zoomed forward.

About five minutes later, some raindrops fell on their faces.

“The weather forecast isn’t always accurate,” said Luosang while covering her head with her hand. “Just close the car roof.”

“Alright,” Nian Junting hit the breaks gently and pulled over by the roadside. Staring at the series of b.u.t.tons on the control panel, he was a little confused. About half a minute later, he pushed a black b.u.t.ton and heard a popping noise. Along with that noise, the car shook slightly, and the trunk opened.

Nian Junting didn’t know what to say.