Chapter 809 - His Weakness Was His Little Tingting (1/2)

Luosang snorted and said, “I’m already pregnant with your child. What am I to be jealous of?”

Nian Junting was displeased. “I should be saying you’re pregnant and can’t satisfy my needs. Be careful. I might not want you anymore.”

Woah, what a thing to say.

Luosang laughed. “Sure. Can your little Tingting even stand erected for anyone else?”

“…”

“Probably not, right?” Luosang answered her own question haughtily. “If not, then stop being so c.o.c.ky. Us women are unlike you. These things are irrelevant to us.”

Finis.h.i.+ng her sentence, she hung up.

Nian Junting stared at his phone, surprised. It usually took him a while to become frustrated, but his Luo had now become shameless and arrogant.

His weakness was his little Tingting.

…

When he reached the private dining room, Feng Ji Chuan and the others were already there.

They were his former buddies in the army. The Feng family relatives were also there. Xiao Si, the extroverted person that he was, was engaging in a game of dice with the Feng family.

As he walked in, Feng Ji Chuan waved at him while singing.

“You just came back.” Nian Junting quickly brought over a table and two pints of beer. “Come. Here’s to you. Cheers to your return.”

“And I thought that you wouldn’t make it here.” Feng Ji Chuan chuckled.

“Ji Chuan, like you said, many things have happened, and I don’t really want to hear about Shuangwei from you. I understand that you’re on good terms with her,” Nian Junting said. “But Luosang will soon be my wife.”

Feng Ji Chuan was frustrated, but he was not dumb. Nian Junting was unwilling to come before. Now that he was here, he was afraid that he would chase him away if he said anything more.

Furthermore, Leng Shuangwei had not said much about this. Even if he wanted to speak for her, it would be pointless.

He gulped the beer that Nian Junting brought over and asked, “How has Nian Xi been?”

“Still the same.” Nian Junting placed his beer down. “Where have you been transferred to? Near my father?”

“… No,” Feng Ji Chuan shook his head. “I’ve been transferred to the public security bureau.”

Nian Junting was stunned. “I thought you were busy with the military in the new year, and also with the Chief of Staff.”

“I thought about it for a while. I still feel the public security bureau is a better place for me,” Feng Jichuan said. “I’m special forces. I still prefer leading the frontline. Dealing with troops and commanding forces is not really my thing. Furthermore, Nian Xi…”

Nian Junting immediately understood.

In the three of four months that Feng Ji Chuan had been away, Murong Cheng kept recommending suitors for Nian Xi to meet and date, but she was never interested in any of them.

Everyone knew Nian Xi had not forgotten about Ji Chuan.

“It’s fate.”

He did not have anything more to say about love. He patted him on the shoulder and sat down next to Xiao Si. “Why didn’t Shuangwei come?”

Xiao Si, during his game, shot him a look. “She left after dinner. Her mother’s incarcerated; do you expect her to have the mood to play?”

Nian Junting did not ask anything further.

Soon, his army buddies came over with bottles of wine and beer.

Back in those days with the squad, there were very few who did not drink. They drank like old times and reminisced about the old days.

Without Leng Shuangwei around, Nian Junting felt more relaxed.

He had planned to stay for only an hour, but he ended up staying till 10:00 pm. One of his buddies got off the phone with his daughter and said, “I have to go. My daughter’s crying for me at home and won’t go to bed till I get there.”