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

“She said… you all bumped into a woman.” Nian Junting was not yet prepared and tried to be vague.

“Yes, Nian Xi was telling me some old stories.” Luosang nodded as she ate. At this, Nian Junting’s expression turned gloomy. Luosang looked up at him. There was a brewing feeling of unhappiness. She wondered if he felt more regretful for his mother or for his own abbreviated relationship every time he reminisced about the past.

“I didn’t imagine that you’d figure it out.” Nian Junting sat down beside her, frowning. “Nian Xi talks too much.”

“She’s treating me like her sister-in-law. If we end up together, I’ll eventually come to know about some things.” Luosang’s voice quieted to a whisper. “Unless you’re fearful of me finding out.”

“It wasn’t anything to be proud of,” Nian Junting said hurriedly.

“You sure it isn’t because of Leng Shuangwei?” Luosang raised her eyebrows quizzically.

Nian Junting’s heart skipped a beat. Now that they were talking about it, he knew he had to be careful. If Luosang ended up overly jealous, it would cast a shadow over their upcoming vacation. “How could that be?”

“Really?” Luosang blinked. “You’ve never talked about her before. Isn’t childhood love wonderful?”

Nian Junting frowned. After thinking for a while, he said, “Luo Luo, stop beating around the bush. I can tell that you’re jealous. It’s not like I don’t know your personality. Ask me whatever you want to.”

“…” Since when was I jealous? Luosang wondered. She did have many questions, but she had already asked so many of them. “I’m not jealous,” Luosang said. “I’m not like you. You get unreasonably jealous.”

Nian Junting’s eyes widened in indignance. “You can’t simply put the crown of blame on me in order to dispute your jealousy. I think we both know who the jealous one is here.”

How unashamed you are, Luosang thought. She looked down and inhaled deeply and returned to the original topic. “Please answer my questions.”

Nian Junting stared blankly for a few seconds before recalling her earlier questions. “These are things of the past. There’s nothing much to say. You didn’t tell me about Yi Jingxi voluntarily, either. I had to find out from other people. Let’s call it even.”

This was not the answer Luosang was looking for, but she could not dispute that. “But do you still like her?”

Nian Junting put both his hands on the table. The corners of his lips curled into a smile. “You still deny that you’re jealous, but I sense so much jealousy behind this question.”

Luosang buried her face in her hands. Her desire to beat him up had returned after a long absence.

“Alright, stop imagining things. I have you now. I’m not a man who messes around. I’m loyal. I’m loyal to the party, I’m loyal to the country, and I’m loyal to my family. I’ll always take responsibility.” Nian Junting chuckled.

Luosang was speechless, who cared if he was loyal to his party or country? Suddenly, Luosang felt as if her whole body were aflame. She should not have asked this pervert. “Heh heh, yes,” she laughed sarcastically. She was not planning on asking, but now he seemed too deserving of a beating.