Bab 19: What Do You Want? I Don’t Need You
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She silently helped Nian Junting to put on his pajama pants. Then she nicely asked him, "Don't you… feel a little uncomfortable… like this?"
A little uncomfortable? He felt extremely uncomfortable.
He raised his eyebrows and asked alertly, "What do you want? I don't need you."
Luosang didn't know how to respond.
Why on earth did he always feel that she was lusting after him?
"I mean… Do you need me to bring you the magazines you told me to throw away this afternoon?" She asked.
Nian Junting's cold face turned even colder as he responded, "What do you mean?"
"I think you have to find a way to channel it, as staying like this isn't a solution. Don't worry, I won't laugh at you." With a warm smile and tone, Luosang tried to let him know that she could understand him.
Nina Junting fixed his eyes on her. His face seemed to be covered in frost. A few seconds later, he let out two words in an exceptionally cold voice. "Piss off…"
Luosang immediately picked up the basin and left, as if being told to piss off was such a relief.
Nian Junting laid stiffly on the bed alone and miserably found that he felt more and more uncomfortable. However, he had just yelled at Luosang, so now he couldn't convince himself to talk to her again.
Luosang came out of the bathroom after pouring away the water. Seeing the painful look in Nian Junting's face, she turned her lips up slightly.
'He deserves this; he's been so determined to save his face,' she thought.
…
Having suffered through the night, Nian Junting woke up the next morning with two dark circles under his eyes. His handsome and nicely shaped face was so sour that he seemed to be on the verge of losing his temper. "I need to go to the company today. Go and find me some clothes," he said to Luosang.
"What kind of clothes do you like to wear?" She asked.
Luosang didn't know what to pick because he had way too many clothes in his closet.
"What do you think?" Nian Junting threw the question back to her with a weird tone.
Luosang didn't know how to proceed with this conversation.
She had only been here for a couple of days, and he wore loose-fitting pajamas all the time, so how was she supposed to know about his preference for clothes?
However, Nian Junting didn't seem to want to answer her question at all. Luosang had no choice but to silently turn and walk into his closet. Fortunately, she used to help her father and Yi Jingxi match their clothes. At last, she picked a grey suit and an overcoat in the same color. She had considered picking this set of clothes before. It was the end of the year, so she assumed that he needed to go to the company to meet with top managers or join a conference today. For such occasions, he should dress in a formal and cool tone so that he will have a strong presence.
A while later, Nian Junting's cold eyes sparkled with surprise when he saw the clothes in Luosang's hands.
He asked her to pick his clothes for no other purpose but to make it inconvenient for her, but to his surprise, she made good choices even though she only wore old-fashioned clothes herself.
After putting on those clothes with Luosang's help, Nian Junting looked like an elegant and successful man with a cold vibe, although he was sitting in a wheelchair. The clothes were comfortable enough too.
When he came downstairs, Sister Lan's eyes glowed as she praised him. "I haven't seen Young Master dress so gorgeously for a long time," she said.
Nian Junting glanced at her coldly.
However, the sharp-eyed Luosang noticed that the corners of his mouth twisted up slightly.
'He seems to be cold only on the outside,' she thought.
After breakfast, Luosang sat in Nian Junting's Rolls-Royce as she was heading to his company with him. About half an hour later, the car drove into the parking lot of a skyscraper. Luosang had passed by this area when she was on a bus and heard that this area had the most listed companies in the city and that the people who lived here were all white collars and top managers. She couldn't believe that Nian Junting actually owned such a giant company.
She couldn't help but glance at the man sitting beside her. His eyes were closed, as he was resting, and his handsome side profile seemed mysterious in the dim light of the parking lot.
Bab 20: He Couldn’t Help but Glance at Her for A Couple of Times
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After the car was parked, Lu Kang helped Nian Junting get out of the car, and Luosang followed closely behind. They took the private elevator to the fifty-second floor, then headed straight to the conference room.
The door opened, and sitting in the room were about twenty top managers in nice suits. Luosang stopped by the door, but Nian Junting suddenly crooked his finger toward her and said, "come in and help me."
Luosang had no other choice but to walk in. She tried her best to make herself invisible, but still felt countless gazes landing on her.
Fortunately, she had been in such situations with her father before, so she took a deep breath, and started to calmly make tea for Nian Junting. Even Nian Junting couldn't help but look at her for a little longer, as he was surprised by her composure. After all, the people sat in this room were all intimidating personalities. He remembered that even Lu Kang was quite nervous when he followed him into this room for the first time.
"Mr. Nian, are you feeling better?" someone asked with concern.
"Do I look like I'm feeling better to you?" Nian Junting knitted his brows and countered back. He made the man too embarrassed to continue talking.
"Alright, this is the year-end summary meeting. Let's save time and begin now," Nian Junting said.
Once he finished this sentence, the atmosphere in the conference room turned more serious than before. Luosang felt that those top managers didn't even dare to breathe too loud. However, what impressed her more was the fact that, although Nian Junting had been talking with a flat tone, every single sentence he said pointed out an essential problem. No wonder he could build a great company at such a young age.
Suddenly, Nian Junting asked with a cold voice, "I have a question. Why don't I see that sum of money from Gao Jian?" and then the conference room fell silent.
A long while later, Yang Fan from the finance department stuttered to explain, "Gao Jian has been suffering losses in the latter half of the year. We've sent people to ask for the money a few times, but their CEO is in the hospital now. Their money has been used for patching up holes. If we push them harder now, that old man might really die…"
Nian Junting sneered, veins throbbing in his temples as he said, "We're running a company, not a charity. Do you know that other large companies have invested Gao Jian too? They want profits at the end of the year, and if you don't give them money, they'll give you trouble. Who can patch this hole then? The others are all waiting for the money to come so that they can have a happy New Year. If he doesn't give his money but threaten to jump from the top of this building, will you take the responsibility?"
Yan Fan blushed, remained silent.
"Before getting off work today, I want you to collect the money no matter what. Tomorrow is the 29th, the last workday of the year. I think you all understand that you won't be able to have a happy New Year if the money isn't in our shareholders' accounts on time," demanded Nian Junting. After throwing out this last word with a frosty tone, Nian Junting ended the meeting.
It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and Luosang stood in a bright luxurious office. She could see the hanging garden covered in plants, the tennis court, and the swimming pool through the window.
Building a skyscraper like this must cost hundreds of millions.
Luosang remembered that the company owned by the Xu Family was far less luxurious.
She couldn't help but to look at the young and handsome Nian Junting again, who was focused on all kinds of forms at the moment. She kept looking at him from the corner of her eyes until Xiao Xi elegantly walked in through the carved door.
"You're sitting in a wheelchair, yet you're working in the company," he said.
"As the deputy general manager, you didn't attend the year-end summary meeting, and you're late to work. If we relied on you, the company would have tanked long ago," said Nian Junting as he glared at him with a dark face. Nian Junting continued, "If I weren't here, those idiots would have lost Gao Jian's money."
Xiao Si dragged himself a chair to sit down and said, "That's not their fault. That old man Gao Jian is too sneaky, and it's a special case." Luosang poured him a cup of tea. He picked up the cup and took a sip, then praised, "Wow, sister, I didn't know that carers could make nice tea too."
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