Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

“What a coincidence,” An Lan came back to her senses and greeted him.

“What a coincidence,” Xuan Yuanlang chuckled. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box in his right hand with his left hand and asked, “Do you mind?”

“It’s okay,” An Lan was a little unsure. What did Xuanyuan Lang mean by this? He had been at odds with Nian Junting since he was a student, and they had been fighting all the way until they entered the mall. Was he trying to poach her to anger Nian Junting, however, she wasn’t that attractive to Nian Junting.

“Senior…” she said hesitantly, “If you want to make Mr Nian unhappy, I think it’ll be more effective for you to poach Xiao Si.”

Xuanyuan lang burst into laughter, “An Lan, why are you still the same as before?”

After saying that, he turned to the bartender and offered her a glass of White Chocolate Martini.

“I don’t think I agreed with your suggestion,” An Lan smiled and said, “Also, what happened to me in the past? I used to be quite good.”

“I used to be good, but I only focused on Nian Junting,” Xuan Yuanlang lowered her head and lit up a cigarette, then took a light puff, “After graduation, you returned to China to work, so we worked well together. I was quite surprised when I heard that he got married and the bride wasn’t you. You’ve been liking him for so many years, but in the end, someone else got him.”

An Lan felt awkward. Was it that obvious that she like Nian Junting while she was still in school? Even Xuan Yuanlang knew about it. Gosh, it was lucky that Xu Baohan wasn’t here. “What’s so strange about that? It was just wishful thinking at that time, and he didn’t like me either. There are many things that can’t be explained clearly. Look at how many people fell in love when we were in America. After graduation, they all went their separate ways. As for you, senior, are you considered a dragon among men? You haven’t gotten married yet. By the way, do you have a girlfriend?”

“No, you want to introduce me?” Xuanyuan Lang said with interest.

An Lan chuckled. “You have such a high status, who else can I introduce to be worthy of you?”

“I do.” Xuanyuan Lang’s meaningful gaze landed on her. “You.”

An Lan was so scared that her body trembled. She widened her eyes and looked at him. “Don’t joke around.”

“I was right when I said that you’re the same.” Xuan Yuanlang shook his head. “You’re just slow-witted.”

“…”

An Lan thought for a while and said, “I don’t think I’m slow-witted.”

After all, she had dealt with so many people in the business world, and she was still able to do it with ease.

“If you’re not slow-witted, then why didn’t you notice that I liked you back in America?” Xuan Yuanlang sighed and shook her head, “Do you think it’s a coincidence for me to appear in front of you as a senior in such a big school? Are there that many coincidences? Back then, I wasn’t happy to see you following behind Nian Junting every day. In terms of looks, am I worse than him? In terms of grades, I’m on par with him, right?”

An Lan felt that she had received some shocking news that night.

The bartender happened to push the wine over. In order to calm her down, she casually drank half a glass and said, “So you’re not on good terms with Mr Nian because of me?”

She didn’t expect that she had the potential to be a femme fatale.

Xuan Yuanlang knocked on the table and reminded her, “Nian Junting doesn’t like you, so you can’t affect him in any way. At most, you can affect me. Even if we’re not on good terms, there’s still academic competition.”

An Lan felt awkward, “Well… I have a boyfriend now. We’re good.”

“The man you like must be quite charming,” Xuan Yuanlang stared into her eyes and said, “do I still have a chance?”