Chapter 9 (1/2)

After the charity event was over, Wen Nanjin took Su Yunluo home.

“Brother Nanjin, thank you for sending me home.” Su Yunluo unbuckled her belt and was about to get out of the car.

“Wait a moment. I got something for you.” Wen Nanjin said out of the blue.

Su Yunluo stopped and looked at him with an air of perplexity. He pulled the pink diamond box out of his pocket, “This is for you.”

She was flattered and waved her hand repeatedly, “No, this is too expensive. I cannot accept that.

Wen Nanjin handed over the box, “Take it. I was about to give you a gift. You liked it, right?

Su Yunluo couldn’t keep herself from crying just because she said she liked it. He gave her such an expensive present. Su Yunluo was touched.

“Brother Nanjin, that is very expensive. I can’t accept it.”

Su Yunluo kept on excusing.

“You deserve this. Think of it as my gift of gratitude for your willingness to be my companion.”

“You’re giving me such a big gift for just being your companion. Wouldn’t that be a loss, brother Nanjin?” Su Yunluo winked.

“Luoluo might as well get me a present.”

“So, what does brother Nanjin want from me?” asked Su Yunluo.

“Well.” Wen Nanjin was seriously thinkin’.

“How about you be my girlfriend, so I’ll give you this gift.”

He seemed to be joking, even though his eyes revealed that he was serious. Su Yunluo was stunned, then laughed out.

“Brother Nanjin, come on. How can I be a girlfriend to you? It’s not going to work.”

Su Yunluo had feelings for Wen Nanjin but not to the extent of loving him. She couldn’t put up with it right now.

Wen Nanjin’s eyes flickered from the loss, and he calmed down again. Anyway, Luoluo was now single, so he had another shot.

“All right, no more foolishness on your part. My gift has been given out. There’s no reason to take it back. Otherwise, I’ll be upset.” Wen Nanjin made a disgruntled face.

“Alright then. I’m going to take it. Thanks, Brother Nanjin.” Su Yunluo said sincerely.

Su Yunluo got out of the car and turned back to say farewell to Wen Nanjin. With each passing day, Su Yunluo was still busy with her studio.

That day, she received an overseas call, “Hello, Betty, how are you?”

“Teacher Michelle, I’m fine. How are you doing?” Su Yunluo asked with concern.