"Just take a leave, my job is pretty easy, I can either go or not."
An Ruo asked curiously, "What exactly is your job? Also, you haven’t introduced your husband to me."
"Ah... this again." Xia Nuo covered her head and moaned in pain, while An Ruo pinched her face and chuckled, "You can’t just bluff your way through, come clean, what secret are you keeping from me?"
Xia Nuo chuckled, "Actually, I’m someone’s mistress, the kind that gets kept. You know, with my job, I just need to serve my boss well."
"Liar!" She didn’t believe a word she said. She clearly remembered that Xia Nuo’s mother was a writer, each script selling for a high price; her family was definitely not short on money.
Her father was an architect, just one project would be enough for an ordinary person’s lifetime salary.
With such a wealthy family, would she really need to be a mistress?
Xia Nuo raised her hand and swore, "Really, I am like a mistress right now. But my boss is just my husband."
"..." An Ruo rolled her eyes and unceremoniously gave her a knuckle on the head.
"May I ask, classmate Xia Nuo, who is your husband then? If you don’t spill the beans this time, I am done with you."
Xia Nuo fell silent for a while and then said earnestly, "If I tell you his name, you swear you won’t ask anything else, okay?"
Seeing her serious demeanor, An Ruo turned solemn as well.
"Remember in senior high, that kid who fought with Zhang Jian?"
An Ruo was stunned for a moment. Wasn’t Zhang Jian that boy from the next class who had desperately pursued Xia Nuo?
That kid who fought with him...
"I remember, his name seemed to be Leng..."
"Leng Yan," Xia Nuo said lightly.
Yes, his name was Leng Yan.
Back then, she had teased Xia Nuo about how well their names matched.
One summer, one winter.
And together, their names meant promise.
But at that time, Leng Yan was only in junior high, a thirteen-year-old boy. Xia Nuo was already seventeen years old!
Now, Xia Nuo was twenty-three, Leng Yan only eighteen...
He was just eighteen, how could they be married?
An Ruo was shocked, her eyes widening, then she calmed down, "So it’s because he’s younger than you that you’ve been reluctant to tell me?"
Xia Nuo didn’t want to talk about it and answered irritably, "Didn’t I say, don’t ask anything."
Seeing her really getting upset, An Ruo nodded quickly, "Okay, I won’t ask anymore. Let’s eat, and then go see the house. You said you’d be with me for the whole week."
Xia Nuo’s expression finally eased, "Don’t worry, sister keeps her word. I’ve got this whole week covered."
An Ruo smiled, but thought to herself, not everyone’s love story is smooth sailing.
So Xia Nuo, too, had her secrets. Just when will she be willing to share them with her?
Xia Nuo had her architect father help An Ruo find a nice house in a great location, surrounded by a park, a shopping center, and also near schools and hospitals.
The neighborhood where the house was located was large, quiet, and beautiful.
It was a neighborhood only the affluent could afford, at least if An Ruo lived there, her safety was guaranteed.