Nian Junting's mouth curved in a smile as he thought that Luosang was happy because she had won money for him. He believed that being happy for her boss was a very good performance of hers.
He turned back to give her a praising glance, but then saw her bright smile. The corners of her mouth were turned up, unable to conceal her excitement. Her pair of eyes under the large black-rimmed glasses now seemed to glow with a bright luster, which was beautiful enough to make someone's heart stop beating. She didn't look like a thirty-year-old woman at all.
Without knowing why, Nian Junting suddenly felt that she was young and pretty.
His rising eyebrows suddenly turned down.
He was a little unhappy.
It was fine that she tried to allure him while giving her a sponge bath, but right now, in front of so many people, she was actually doing it again.
'She's so unruly," he thought.
"Damn, Ting, you've won back all that you've lost in on round. If I knew that your carer could bring you good luck, I'd never suggested that you let her draw your tile." Nian Junting's cousin was so regretful, and all the others blamed him.
"It might be an accident," said Nian Junting blandly. However, he continued letting Luosang draw his tiles for the next round of the game.
Surprisingly, she won every round by her own draw.
Until lunch, Nian Junting had won over five-thousand yuan. That surprised him. He had been playing mahjong for years, but was never so lucky.
'Can she really bring me good luck?' He wondered.
He conveniently handed her a wad of cash and said, "This is your reward."
Luosang was stunned. He had just handed her at least a few thousand yuan; that was a large sum of money for her. Without thinking, she shook her head and rejected it.
"I don't deserve that," she said.
Nian Junting frowned, but then smiled and said, "You're playing hard-to-get."
Luosang was confused.
"I've seen many women who have played that game with me. But you're not like them. You've saved me after all. So, I'm just gonna tell you this clearly. On both terms of age and appearance, you're not my type. And I don't like flirting with women."
Luosang's mouth corners twitched, as she had absolutely no idea he was thinking.
"Let's go eat," he turned his head and said. Clearly, he didn't want to continue this topic.
…
The lunch was made by a few of Nian Junting's uncles and aunties, including over twenty delicate dishes. Nian Junting took a couple of bites, then lost his appetite.
Every New Year he had the same traditional dishes, which were terribly greasy. He now recalled the few homely dishes that Luosang made yesterday. They were made from cheap food but all had great looks and tastes.
While thinking, he glanced at Luosang, who sat beside him. She was eating with a good appetite, and seem to know exactly how to eat these delicate foods.
He remembered that some people from less wealthy families didn't know what to eat when they came here to have meals with him and his families for the first time because the foods were too luxurious for them. Some of them even made stupid mistakes while eating.
However, she was nothing like those people. On the contrary, she seemed to have had these luxurious dishes before.
The more he thought about that, the weirder the look in his eyes became.
At evening, only Nian Junting, his sister, father, grandparents and a few helps stayed at the house.
After dinner, Nian Junting's grandmother began giving red envelopes to her grandchildren and to the people who worked at the house. Luosang got one too. The thick red envelope made her feel uneasy. After all, she had only been working for Nian Family for several days.
"Take it," Nian Junting said to her flatly. "It's a family tradition."
Nian Junting's grandmother put the red envelope in her hands and said amiably, "Yeah, and I heard that you saved Tingting yesterday,"
After that, the members of Nian Family sat together to watch the New Year's gala on TV. Nian Junting was bored after sitting there for a short while, so he went upstairs. At the family house, there were finally some men to help him. He asked the steward to give him a sponge bath.
Luosang had been giving him sponge baths these days. At first, her face would blush while doing that, but later, she was able to wipe his private area very calmly, and that upset Nian Junting.
During the sponge bath, Nian Junting felt a little uncomfortable because the steward's hands were too rough, not as soft and tender as Luosang's. Her hands felt like silk on his skin.
Also the steward was too heavy-handed, not as gentle as Luosang.
Furthermore, the steward had a strange scent, which was nothing like the refreshing aroma that he could sense from Luosang when she got near him. He really didn't like the scent from the steward.
So, Nian Junting glanced at the steward in dislike. The steward was frightened badly as he didn't know what he did wrong.
…
After the sponge bath, Nian Junting went out of the bathroom and saw Nian Xi talking to Luosang by a window.
"Let's go put on fireworks, ignore my brother," she said.
"I hired her to take of me, not to play with you," Nian Junting pulled a long face and said without showing any patience or gentleness some brothers would show to their little sisters.
"There's only our father and grandparents in this house, who am I supposed to play with?" Nian Xi stomped her foot and pouted, saying, "The steward will take care of you anyway."
"No," Nian Junting turned down her request, then said to Luosang, "Luosang, go get me some grapefruit, I want some."
'So grapefruit-peeling again. He has eaten four grapefruits in one day. Can't he get tired of that? What a grapefruit-eating monster,' thought Luosang.
"Excuse me, Miss. Nian, I need to peel grapefruits," Luosang gave Nian Xi a very helpless smile and said.
Looking at her back, Nianxi felt deeply sorry for her. "Brother, can I borrow Sister Luosang for half a day tomorrow afternoon?" said Nianxi to her brother, "I think Sister Luosang is really a nice person, but she's thirty and is still unmarried. Tomorrow, Aunt Rong's son will come to visit Grandpa, and I want to introduce him to Sister Luosang. I plan to take them to a movie, as a hot film will be on tomorrow. Maybe they'll like each other."
Aunt Rong used to be their grandmother's carer. She was really nice, so her entire family was taken care of by the Nian Family. Her son was named Rong Ye, thirty-four years old. He had contracted for an orchard, and had been managing it well. He wasn't bad-looking, and was unmarried.
Nian Junting paused briefly when hearing his sister, and soon began shaking his head.
"Brother, don't be so cruel. It's only gonna be one afternoon. Perhaps, one decision of yours will lead to a wonderful marriage," Nian Xi begged him, "Rong Ye is gentle and hardworking, while Sister Luosang is kind and capable. I really think they'll be a good match."
"Luosang won't like Rong Ye," said Nian Junting affirmatively.
"Why not?" Asked Nian Xi.
Nian Junting glanced at her, his eyes were saying 'You're so stupid'.
"Can't you see that Luosang likes me?" He asked his sister.
Nian Xi was dumbfounded to hear that. "I truly can't…" she blinked and said.
Nian Junting snorted slightly, wondering why would someone as handsome and smart as himself has a little sister as silly and slow-minded as Nian Xi. "If she isn't fond of me, would she risk her own safety to save me yesterday? Didn't you say it yourself that even as my sister you wouldn't shield me against that bucket of piss? And, there's something you don't know yet. She's been trying to allure me all the time, regardless of settings. Wasn't that clear enough? She only has me in her heart now," he said.
Nian Xi was speechless.
She felt that she had a group of crows flying across her mind while cawing loudly. As her brother had always been strangely confident, she surely didn't believe what he said.
"But it's not good for her to carry a torch for me like that," Nian Junting suddenly frowned and said, "She's not my type at all. Ah, never mind, you should introduce her to Rong Ye. She might come round and see him as the second best choice."
"Alright…" Nian Xi felt that her brain wasn't even working.
At that moment, Luosang walked over, carrying a cut-up grapefruit.
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