Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

“You’re finally admitting to being my girlfriend,” Nian Junting nodded his head with satisfaction, “You can pay back the million dollars slowly, and don’t worry, this lunch money won’t be lumped together with your debts.”

Did she think that she didn’t need to pay me back anymore now that she’s my girlfriend? As if, Nian Junting thought.

He glanced over at Luosang who was still quiet, “I didn’t pardon your million-dollar debt because I knew that you wouldn’t have wanted that. You are a prideful and independent person, and I didn’t want fight with you over this.”

Who said she wouldn’t have agreed to that? She wasn’t as altruistic and noble as he

pictured her to be.

Mr. Nian, is there some sort of misunderstanding? I would love to have a conversation about my debts, Luosang thought.

God knows how tiring it was to carry the burden of a million-dollar debt, and especially for an ordinary citizen like her.

Luosang was too embarrassed to bring the topic up after Nian Junting said that.

“Mr. Nian, must you be my boyfriend?” Luosang looked up at him after drawing a long breath, “If you’re going to be such an easy catch, then I might not place too much importance in you.”

“What?” Nian Junting thought he heard her wrong as he squinted his eyes. The atmosphere got a little tense.

Luosang shrugged sheepishly, and recalled what he had said to her before. She said weakly, “I’m not attracted to men who throw themselves at me…”

He felt as if someone gave him a hard slap. He despised her for a long while before, and now it was her turn to pick on him.

He was filthy rich. What was not attractive about that?

After a couple of minutes, he rubbed the crease between his brows and smiled, “Fine, you like to go against the flow? I’m used to your tricks.”

Luosang twitched. He really knew how to push her buttons.

As she turned silent, Nian Junting muttered sternly, “Don’t push it, Luosang.”

Luosang pouted. She couldn’t stand him, and never had she met anyone who forced her to be his girlfriend.

When she handed over her meal card, he finally relaxed his expression, “Top up twenty thousand dollars for me,” he said to the cashier.

The cashier was stunned, “What?”

“He misspoke. He meant two hundred dollars,” Luosang pulled Nian Junting aside, “What are you doing? I’ll never be able to finish the card value even if I eat here every day till I graduate.”

“I already told Chi Shengxu earlier that I was going to top up 20,000 dollars for you. I won’t go back on my word. Not to my love rival. I am going to put him in his place,” Nian Junting said with conviction. He didn’t want to give other suitors a chance to help her top up her meal card, especially since his schedule wouldn’t allow for him to spend lots of time with her. “You think I’m joking?” he continued, “Do I look like someone who likes to joke around?”

Luosang was speechless, but she wasn’t going to let him get his way, “You can’t waste money like that no matter how rich you are! If you go through with this, then I’m not going to be grateful at all. In fact, I’ll stop talking to you.”

NIan Junting looked at her and burst into a light chuckle, “We’ve only just started dating and you already want to control my finances. Alright alright, since you’re acting so coquettish, I’ll do as you say.”

“When was I flirting with you?” Luosang said incredulously. She was blushing a bright red, “I’m not trying to control your expenditure. I’m just telling you what I think is the right thing to do.”

Women like to say one thing and mean another, Nian Junting thought. He was sure that her high-pitched intonations just now were her way of playing coy with him.

“Fine, I’ll heed your advice on how to spend money more sensibly ok? Limited to the smaller things of course. I’ll still call the shots on the big-ticket items,” Nian Junting concluded.