Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That WeChat name clearly belonged to a man. Nian Junting took her phone without thinking, then opened her WeChat and saw Risingsun’s message—Sangsang, don’t forget my Uggs. I’m waiting for them, as I’m going to Harbin to shoot a film next year.
Shoot a film… Nian Junting entered Risingsun’s Wechat Moments and saw Chi Shengxu’s photos. He fixed his eyes on the screen, and his face suddenly darkened. She actually wants to give Uggs to another man as a gift. She has only given me a scarf. That is so unfair. Not to mention the fact that I’m her boyfriend. How can she do that? he thought.
He almost tried to wake her up and ask her why, but before doing that, he had a second thought and decided not to say anything. He wanted to see if she would really secretly buy Uggs for Chi Shengxu. He angrily deleted the message, then deleted Chi Shengxu from Luosang’s WeChat contact list. After that, he put down the phone and felt wide awake.
At three o’clock, Luosang woke up to see the expressionless man beside her. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you take a nap?” she asked.
Nian Junting gave her a glance but didn’t say anything.
Luosang paid no attention to his attitude. She got up from the bed and said to him while tying up her hair, “Let’s go to the shopping mall. We need to get some presents for your mom and Nian Xi. We rarely leave home, after all.”
“Except for them, who else do you want to buy presents for?” Nian Junting got off of the bed and stared straight into her eyes. He didn’t want to miss any expression on her face.
Luosang blinked and thought of Chi Shengxu’s present. With a slightly guilty feeling, she said, “Yan Su, Sister Lan, and Steward Wu. Yan Su also asked me to bring her boyfriend a gift.”
“Yan Su and her boyfriend can’t see each other even once a year. Why does she want you to bring him a gift?” Nian Junting asked coldly.
Luosang rubbed her nose and said, “Many couples see each other at the end of the year, so will Yan Su and her boyfriend. You’re not familiar with them, so how can you know about them so well?”
Nian Junting spent a short while staring at her silently, then asked, “What do you plan to get him?”
It’d better not to be Uggs, he thought.
Luosang walked toward the bathroom while speaking, “Um… I’ll see. If I see anything suitable for him, I’ll just buy it.”
They took the hotel’s shuttle to a large shopping mall in Melbourne. Famous brands from all over the world could be found there. Luosang decided to buy Nian Xi a nightgown for her wedding night, as she was going to get married soon. Luosang walked into a store for women’s sleepwear and saw all sorts of styles that made her face blush and heart race.
She thought that Nian Junting would pick a few dresses for her, and she was nervous for that reason. But to her surprise, he unprecedentedly remained silent the whole time and only watched her selecting the dresses.
She picked a dress for Nian Xi, paid for it, and then started looking for a gift for Murong Cheng. She didn’t know Murong Cheng well, so with no other choice, she asked Nian Junting, “Do you know what your mom likes?”
“How am I supposed to know?” Nian Junting responded in an unfriendly tone.
Luosang was speechless. Is she your mom or mine? she thought.
As Nian Junting refused to give her any tips, Luosang decided to pick the gift by herself. After spending a while at the mall, she found a brand which had nice scarves. She remembered that Murong Cheng was wearing a scarf when she saw her last year. “How about this scarf for your mom?” she asked him.
“You gave me a scarf as a gift, and now you’re getting my mom one. What do you think I am?” Nian Junting said with strong discontent.
Luosang was puzzled, feeling that Nian Junting was getting more and more weird-tempered. “Can’t I give other people scarves as presents after giving you one? That person we’re talking about is your mother.”
“Didn’t you give me a scarf because you want to tie me together with you for our whole lives? Or is giving people scarves one of your hobbies?” Nian Junting felt annoyed. “Shouldn’t you be treating me specially?”