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0.14% Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian / Chapter 3: I Don’t Want the Others to Know That I Was Carried in a Woman’s Arms

Kapitel 3: I Don’t Want the Others to Know That I Was Carried in a Woman’s Arms

Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"You can be shy?" Nian Junting didn't believe Luosang, so he scoffed, "You insisted on pushing me in for this exact purpose, didn't you?"

Luosang's mouth corners twitched slightly as she responded, "I have explained that it's because Steward Wu isn't feeling well."

"And you expect me to believe that?" asked Nian Junting, both his tone and eyes revealing his scorn. "You have only been here for a few days; don't make it sound like you're close with Steward Wu."

Luosang didn't know what to say. She felt that she had no way to explain herself to this man.

"I'll just take off your pants for you." Tired of explaining, she took a step forward, bent over, dragged down his pajama pants with one hand, and gently supported his hip with the other.

Nian Junting felt so awkward, he tightened his entire body. He turned his head, saw Luosang's forehead next to his shoulder, covered by her thick bangs. He couldn't see her eyes as they were covered by her hair too. It was his first time looking at her so closely, and he found her facial skin rather delicate. Maybe because she really felt shy, her cheeks were slightly red like cherry.

He heard from Steward Wu that she was already thirty years old.

'But, can a thirty-year-old woman's skin be in such a good condition?' He wondered.

He had also sensed a faint scent from her body. It was somewhat similar to the aroma of pear blossom, light and refreshing, completely unlike a fragrance that a mature woman should have.

He felt that her hand, which was gently supporting his hip, was so soft, it was as if no bones existed in it.

He shivered suddenly, realizing that he was actually distracted by a woman older than himself.

'No, I've got to divert my attention,' he thought.

"You're thirty years old, so I suppose you are married and a mom already, right?"

"No." Luosang didn't dare to lower her head to look at his body, so after holding him up, she pulled off his pants and swiftly turned her head away.

Nian Junting's eyes landed on her, then he said, "You have bad taste in fashion, so it's normal for you to be left on the shelf."

"I'm used to this." Her face showed no sign of being hurt by his words.

Nian Tingjun now didn't know how to respond. He suddenly felt that this conversation was boring. "You can go out now. I'll call you when I finish," he said.

After walking out of the bathroom, Luosang hurriedly went downstairs to pick up the broom, then came back up and cleaned the broken cup in the bedroom.

Soon later, she opened the bathroom door and walked back in. Nian Junting was still sitting on the toilet, and he had pulled up his pajama pants slightly to cover his private part.

She supported his hip with a hand again, then pulled up his pants for him and carried him back into the wheelchair.

Nian Junting was still very unhappy to be carried by her, yet he had no choice but to tolerate it.

After lying back on the bed, he warned her, "If tomorrow Steward Wu asks you if I got up to use the bathroom tonight, you will tell him that I didn't, because I don't want the others to know that I was carried in a woman's arms."

"… Alright."

'This man is really sensitive about his reputation,' she thought.

"Now go and get me a cup of water. I'm thirsty." He gave her another order.

Luosang sighed and said, "Mr. Nian, you have already drunk two cups of water tonight. You drink too much water, and that's why you always need to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Besides, you'll get puffy if you drink too much water." She felt that she really needed to say this out loud.

Nian Junting snorted coldly, threw her a sideways glance, and replied, "You think I don't know that you said this only because you don't want to get up at night over and over again to help me to the bathroom? Do you wanna slack off? In your dreams! Can anyone earn money so easily? If you can't stand this, you can go."

Feeling a little helpless, Luosang said, "Of course not. I said that for your good. Getting up at night may reduce your sleep quality, and that is not good for your recovery."

"Do you think I want to keep drinking water? I've been like this since I was little. I'll feel uncomfortable once my mouth is dry, even slightly. I need to keep my mouth moisturized to sleep. But I never get puffy, probably because I'm already used to drinking this much water." Nian Junting frowned and said this with an impatient look.

For a moment, Luosang didn't know how to respond.

'What kind of goddamn obsession is this?' she wondered.

"This… Can't you try and quit this habit?"

"No, I can't!" He was adamant when he refused.


Kapitel 4: Isn’t That Breakfast Too Good for a Carer?

Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Luosang had no choice but to go downstairs to get water for Nian Junting. Meanwhile, she told herself that she needed to come up with a solution. Staying up every night might lead to sudden death, even though she was young.

The next morning, the breakfast was ready when she went downstairs. The long dining table was laden with all kinds of food, including both Chinese and Western cuisine. It was like a buffet breakfast served in a five star hotel.

Sister Lan, who worked in the kitchen, was responsible for Nian Junting's breakfast, so Luosang could finally rest for a while at this time.

"Luosang, your breakfast," said Sister Lan while pointing at the portion served on an end of the table.

"Thank you, Sister Lan," said Luosang as she grabbed her food and sat down.

Sister Lan was an amiable middle-aged woman. She prepared sweetcorn, eggs, xiaolongbao, and milk for Luosang. Luosang had a sleepless night, so when she saw the rich breakfast, she felt so hungry that her stomach began to gurgle.

However, instead of eating right away, she waited until Sister Lan filled a bowl with porridge and began feeding Nian Junting. Then, she started eating slowly.

Nian Junting didn't get enough sleep either, so he was in a bad mood. After finishing half a small bowl of porridge and a fried egg, he couldn't eat anymore food.

From the corner of his eyes, he cast a quick glance at Luosang sitting in front of him, and found that she was eating like a prisoner. He saw her take a bite of the sweetcorn and then take a swig of milk. She had a very good appetite and was eating happily indeed.

'She's so unpleasant to look at,' he complained silently to himself.

When he was in a bad mood, he didn't like the look of anyone he saw.

He knocked on his lap with his long and slender fingers, pointed at Luosang with his chin and said to Sister Lan, "She's just a carer; isn't that breakfast too good for her?"

Sister Lan paused briefly, then responded, "I… don't think so. We all have the same food."

"Is she comparable to you?" said Nian Junting flatly. "She claims to be my carer, but she has been here for three days and I'm not feeling even slightly better. She has done no work at all. From tomorrow and onwards, she'll only have a steamed bun for breakfast."

Hearing this conversation, Luosang choked on an egg and almost failed to swallow it. 

Sister Lan glanced at Luosang sympathetically. She summoned up her courage and said to Nian Junting, "Young Master, you said yourself that she's only been here for three days. How can you recover in just three days? The doctor said you need at least a month to recover. Don't you think you're being... too stingy? Like people said, breakfast needs to be nutritious. She needs some good food for breakfast, or she won't have the energy to take care of you."

Nian Junting's face darkened severely as he responded with, "Sister Lan, if I am stingy, how could you have become so chubby? I remember that you were skinny when you first came, and now you're like a ball. One ball is enough for this house, I don't want two balls."

Sister Lan's chubby face dropped immediately, as if ten-thousand arrows had pierced through her heart.

"If she doesn't find the food good enough, then she can make her own. You're here to work for me, not to cook for a carer," said Nian Junting. He then added, "From this day on, she'll have only cabbage and tofu for dinner and lunch."

Sister Lan knitted her brows into a frown.

Luosang put down her chopsticks, shook her head, and said to Sister Lan, "Sister Lan, it's alright. Let's just do what Mr. Nian says." Cabbage and tofu was better than nothing. Back when she first came to Xia City, she survived on steam buns and pickles.

Sister Lan sighed helplessly.

After breakfast, Steward Wu walked in while coughing and said, "Young Master, I don't feel well today. I think I have a fever. May I take a leave to go to the hospital?"

Recalling what Luosang said yesterday, Nian Junting frowned, lowered his head, and responded, "Go. When will you be back?"

"I'll be back as soon as possible if there's nothing serious," said Steward Wu.

After Steward Wu left, Nian Junting turned back to look at Luosang, who was eyeing him with her lips pressed together.

The corners of her mouth turned up in a faint smile, as if she was telling him—'See, I didn't lie; Steward Wu really is feeling unwell'.

Nian Junting curled his lips downwards and said, "Now you've got a perfect excuse to take advantage of me."

Luosang was again speechless.

[1]Xiaolongbao: A type of Chinese steamed bun (baozi)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xiaolongbao


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