Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The dinner was rich and included a steaming hotpot. As Nian Junting took a seat, Leng Shuangwei smiled at him and said, “Junting, aren’t you always underdressed? We haven’t seen each other in a few years. Why are you dressing so warmly now? I just noticed that you’re wearing Uggs.”
“Um, because I’m afraid of the cold now,” Nian Junting responded blandly.
Luosang, who was sitting beside him and eating, paused for a second. Usually, Nian Junting would shamelessly tell everyone that she had made him wear those Uggs, but just now…
She was a little uncomfortable, but as she gave it some thought, she felt that she could understand. Leng Shuangwei had done nothing wrong that had caused her and Nian Junting to break up. She was a victim, same as Nian Junting. Therefore, it was understandable that Nian Junting did not brag about his new relationship in front of her.
“Here, let’s have some wine.” Mr. Feng stood up and prepared to pour wine for everybody.
Xiao Si hurriedly took the wine bottle and said, “Please sit down. Let me do it.” Before he poured wine for Luosang, Nian Xi and Nian Junting stopped him simultaneously and said in one voice, “Don’t give her wine.”
“Why? Does Sangsang get drunk easily?” Xiao Si laughed.
Luosang was a little embarrassed. She did get drunk very easily, and when she was drunk, she would do crazy things.
Nian Junting shook his head and said, “I’ve had some wine already, so she’ll be driving later. We can’t do drunk driving.”
Leng Shuangwei waved her hands and said, “I drove here as well, so I’m not gonna drink, either.”
“Alright, you two girls don’t drink, but we will.” Xiao Si poured wine for the rest of the people at the table. As the glasses were emptied for the first time, Mrs. Feng smiled and asked Leng Shuangwei about the things that happened in the army. Leng Shuangwei started talking about her military life, from fighting a flood to a shooting contest in Israel.
Except for Xiao Si, the others on the scene were all from military families, so they were all very interested in her stories, even Nian Junting. While eating, he listened to what Leng Shuangwei was saying.
As she finished her stories, the others were full of praises. Xiao Si couldn’t stop nodding while saying, “Shuangwei, you have really won honor for women. Even I couldn’t take what you’ve been through.”
Ji Chuan smiled and said, “Yeah, I met her a few times in the army when I was on missions. I really admire her.”
“Shuangwei, you have a boyfriend now, don’t you? You must have a lot of suitors in the army, right?” Mrs. Feng said jokingly.
“No.” Leng Shuangwei shook her head.
Hearing their conversations, Luosang felt like an outsider. She couldn’t even think of one word to say to join in. With no other choice, she focused on the food. However, as there was quite a distance between her and the hotpot, it was inconvenient for her to pick food with her chopsticks. So, her only choices were the few dishes in front of her face. Thankfully, Nian Junting would get her some meat slices from the hot pot occasionally.
The dinner lasted until half-past eight. The topic shifted from army life stories to the official circles in the army in Xia City. Nian Junting had drunk four or five glasses of wine. He didn’t get drunk easily, so he looked quite fine except for his slightly reddened cheeks.
After dinner, the males remained sitting while Mr. Feng and the domestic worker tidied the table. Leng Shuangwei stood up to help. Luosang felt it was inappropriate for her just to sit there, so she started sorting the bowls and chopsticks in front of her.
Mrs. Feng hurriedly said to her, “You’re a guest. You don’t need to do this, please sit down.”
Luosang felt awkward. Nian Junting was talking to Mr. Feng. As a low EQ person, he didn’t know how to deal with this kind of situation, either. Fortunately, Nian Xi hurriedly said, “Shuangwei, you sit down as well. You’re doing my job, making me, the future daughter-in-law of this family, look awful.” After saying that, she quickly took away the bowls and chopsticks in Leng Shuangwei’s hands.
“You’re the only conversation artist in this house.” Mrs. Feng smiled and shook her head.
Leng Shuangwei raised her hands and laughed. “Alright, I won’t do your job. Future daughter-in-law of the Feng family, make these clean.”
Nian Xi stuck her tongue out.
After sitting there for another four or five minutes, Luosang’s phone started ringing. It was a call from Ji Nuanyi.