Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Luosang paused for a second, then smiled and responded with, “Yeah, you’re a star. If you tell the others I’m your girlfriend, your fans would want to murder me. Perhaps, they’ll even dig up my past story.”
“I thought the same thing too.” Chi Shengxu was a little down. “Does your boyfriend know about your past?”
Luosang pressed her lips together and stayed silent.
Only when the class bell started ringing did she say, “Earlier today, outside the dorm building, you trusted me, and you defended me. I’ll never forget that.”
“Don’t mention it. We’re friends. And I should be your only friend who knows your secret.” Chi Shengxu winked at her.
Luosang gave a smile. It was nice to have a friend like him.
…
After class, Yan Su was back. She and Luosang went to the canteen together for dinner. After ordering food, Luosang offered to pay.
Seeing the balance of Luosang’s meal card was four-thousand, nine-hundred and eighteen, Yan Su gave a start and said, “Didn’t you say that you’re in short of money recently? And you’ve been living on cheap food. Why did you order these expensive dishes and buy me dinner today? Have you gotten rich?”
Luosang coughed slightly, then replied with a low voice, “Nian Junting topped up my card.”
Yan Su blinked with surprise, then said, “You won’t take advantage of someone, unless… Is he really your boyfriend now?”
Luosang didn’t know what to say, but wished that Yan Su didn’t guess right.
Seeing her remain silent, Yan Su covered her own forehead with a hand and said, “My God, I only left for a few days. Mr. Nian is amazing.”
“He’s not amazing. He set a trap for me,” said Luosang.
“Well, he entrapped you anyway.” Yan Su chuckled and continued, “But seriously, Mr. Nian is so kind to you. Every time you were in trouble, he showed up like a hero. This time, if he didn’t take care of Ni Miao, you might be ruined for real. Even Professor Ma might not be able to help you. Perhaps people will say that there’s some kind of deal between you and Professor Ma. But now, everything is fine, and he topped up your meal card. I’m so jealous of you.”
“Don’t say that in front of Mr. Nian, please.” Luosang couldn’t even imagine how proud Nian Junting be when he heard Yan Su’s words.
“Still Mr. Nian? You should call him a different name.” Yan Su naughtily winked at Luosang.
Luosang paused.
What should I call him then? Should I call him Tingting like Xiao Si did? He might want to beat me if I do.
She couldn’t bear calling him Junting, as that sounded way too intimate.
She pondered for a while, but still wanted to call him Mr. Nian.
“Your department should have a Christmas show as well. You have good grades. You were selected for the show, weren’t you?” Luosang asked.
Hearing her, Yan Su dropped her eyes and said, “There’ll be a musical, but I only got six lines.”
“Really? You’re not ranked number one, but your voice is known as the best in your department,” Luosang frowned with surprise.
“Well, the top three have to take parts in the show, and some students with a background.” Yan Su sighed helplessly and said, “Just eat. I have to work at the bar after dinner.”
“Yan Su, I’ve been wanting to tell you that, that kind of a place isn’t safe. Why don’t you find another job?” asked Luosang.
Yan Su shrugged and said, “The place I’m working at isn’t like what you imagine. It’s fancy and well-managed. Normally, no one dares to start any trouble there. Besides, I need money for school. You know how much money we have to spend to study in an art school. My family doesn’t want me to learn music. For that reason, I’ve fallen out with my family when I left home for school. I have to work, because I don’t have any other income sources.”