Chapter 239: You’re Not Mad

“Ms. Luo, you’re awake.” Lu Kang noticed it first. “The food is ready.”

“Alright.” Luosang supported her body with her arms and sat up with a lot of effort.

The meal was exaggeratedly rich. Even the rice was covered in Matsutake shreds.

“Ms. Luo, if you don’t want rice, I can recommend you this millet congee with sea cucumber. It’s not bad. You can also have some bird’s nest soup.” Lu Kang introduced the food.

“You didn’t have to order me such a rich meal. I can just have some normal food.” Luosang looked at Nian Junting and said, “I assume you haven’t had dinner either. Let’s eat together.”

Nian Junting turned to Lu Kang and said to him, “You tell her I had dinner before she woke up.”

Both Luosang and Lu Kang were speechless.

Without any other choice, Luosang started eating alone.

A while later, Nian Junting said to Lu Kang, “You tell her, don’t just eat the congee, try the fish maw soup too.”

The corners of Lu Kang’s mouth twitched slightly. “Mr. Nian, Ms. Luo is sitting right beside you. Can’t you speak to her yourself?”

Lu Kang didn’t understand why he was even there. Nian Junting and Luosang weren’t acting like a couple at all.

“We’re fighting,” Nian Junting said blandly.

Luosang nearly spat out some congee.

Who’s fighting you? You’re just sulking.

“Mr. Nian, Ms. Luo is injured. You should be nice to her. Why are you fighting a patient?” Lu Kang tried to convince him. He felt like he was getting driven crazy by his boss again. You’re not mad. You just don’t want to admit that you want to hear some nice words. It’s written on your face.’

“I am nice, so I’m sitting here,” Nian Junting said expressionlessly. He believed that no one understood how unhappy he was right now.

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Lu Kang didn’t know how to respond. Before, he considered his boss a wise man, but now, he found that Mr. Nian was becoming more and more childish ever since he got in a relationship.

“Mr. Lu, thank you for delivering the meal. You can leave if you want.” Luosang smiled and said to Lu Kang.

“Alright, I’ll be going then. Boss, call me if you need anything.” Lu Kang felt that he should leave as soon as possible, so his boss and his boss’s girlfriend could figure out a way to make peace.

After Lu Kang left, Luosang finished the congee, then looked at Nian Junting pitifully and said, “I’m thirsty…”

Nian Junting silently poured her a glass of water, and put it on the table.

“My hands are powerless, so I need you to help me.” Luosang blinked her eyes.

“If your hands are powerless, how did you feed yourself just now?” asked Nian Junting. You majored in broadcasting, but you can act too. Your head is hurt, not your hands.

Luosang clenched her teeth, feeling that he wasn’t gentle. “I used up all my strength just now. I’m still dizzy,” she said.

She pretended to suffer from dizziness.

Seeing that, Nian Junting hurriedly held her. He sat on the bed, picked up the glass, and prepared to give her some water. But suddenly, Luosang brought herself into his arms and put her arms around his waist.

“Please don’t be angry,” she said with a sweet and soft voice, “I know you care about me. You were making me feel insecure just now. You made me worry if you were still mad because I lied to you.”

She rarely took such initiative. Looking at her delicate face, Nian Junting’s heart raced a little.

He lowered his head with a complicated feeling, then her cold lips landed on his.

His heart missed a beat. He looked at her, and his pupils shrank.

She also widened her eyes to look at him. Her eyelashes were shaking slightly like feathers.

No reaction?

Confusedly and boldly, she explored his mouth with her tongue and put her arms around his neck.