Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

At one o’clock in the morning.

Nian Junting didn’t return home. Sister Lan couldn’t contact him. She was worried sick, so she decided to call Luosang. “Sang, is Young Master staying over at your place? Did you guys fight? He sounded weird over the phone this evening.”

Luosang couldn’t fall asleep. She sat upright when she heard what Sister Lan had said. She nearly blurted out, “I’ll contact him,” but she quickly stopped herself and said, “We broke up. You should check with Nian Xi or Xiao Si.”

“What? Broke up? Why did you break up?” Sister Lan was shocked. “Impossible, you youngsters shouldn’t use it so casually in your petty fights. It’s very hurtful.”

“We really broke up, Sister Lan.” Luosang tried hard to contain her heartbreak. She had to make Sister Lan believe her as well, even though she hated it. “I’ve made things clear with him already.”

“Sang, don’t joke around.” Sister Lan sounded serious, too. “Although Young Master can be annoying at times, he really does love you.”

“Yeah, but I don’t think we’re suitable for each other. As you said, he can be quite a piece of work. I can’t take it anymore. It’s normal for couples to separate and break up. I’m still young. He’s an adult. He might be off somewhere drinking. You should ask Xiao Si to go look for him.” Luosang hung up when she was done.

Sister Lan recognized how serious this episode was. Although Young Master acted nonchalantly, he was innocent and naïve when it came to romantic relationships. For someone as confident as he was, he had it harder than anyone else.

Sister Lan called Xiao Si immediately. Xiao Si hadn’t expected things to be serious, either. He climbed out of bed, and he combed bar after bar looking for Nian Junting. Finally, he went to a bar that they had gone to previously and found Nian Junting there as drunk as a skunk.

He was sitting at the bar, and a sexy woman approached him. “Handsome, it’s so late. Do you want to come home with me?” The woman tried to rest her hands on his shoulders, but he grabbed her wrist immediately.

“Look at you.” He glared at her. He already had an Asian flush. “Look at how much makeup you’ve got on. Your eyes aren’t as big as Luo’s, your nose is not as pretty, your hair not as smooth, your lips not as sexy. You’re nothing compared to my Luo, not even your blood type or your horoscope is as good as hers. Scram.” Even though he was drunk, he was still very strong as he pushed the lady away.

The woman was furious. She had had her eyes on him for a long while. He was extremely handsome, and he wore an expensive watch on his wrist. She thought he must be someone important and that maybe she could have a one night stand with him or something. Who knew he would treat her so nastily?

“Why are you here alone, so drunk and rotten, if your Luo is so good? I bet she dumped you.”

Nian Junting slammed a glass cup onto the counter, and it shattered into a million pieces, the shards cutting into his palm. He couldn’t feel the pain at all. “Say that again if you dare,” he growled.

“Calm down, calm down.” Xiao Si stepped forward to stop him, and he said to the woman coldly, “Leave now.”

“Lunatics,” the woman cursed and left them. She didn’t dare to stay any longer.

“You’re here, Xiaosi?” Nian Junting patted his back.

“I’m Xiao Si,” he said unceremoniously. Xiaosi was the dog.