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No matter how handsome he was, she was now in no mood to appreciate his good looks.

“Xi, since Ji Chuan and Miss Leng are both here, I’ll be leaving. You’ve tried a few on, anyway. Later, they’ll help you with the decision,” said Luosang.

Nian Xi wanted to ask Luosang to stay, but understood how awkward she was feeling. It wasn’t appropriate to force her to stay.

“But, how will you get back… Maybe you can grab a seat somewhere and have a cup of coffee. I’ll drive you back later.” Nian Xi honestly felt guilty.

“It’s okay. I’ll just take a taxi. You take your time, no rush.” Luosang glanced at Feng Ji Chuan.

“Miss Xu, thank you for help,” said Ji Chuan politely.

“You’re welcome.” Luosang curved her lips in a faint smile, then turned and left.

As Luosang disappeared from her sight, Nian Xi angrily glared at Ji Chuan. Before she said anything, Leng Shuangwei came out of the fitting room in the dress that she had picked. Nian Xi had no choice but to choke back the words on her lips and force a smile.

Luosang returned to the villa by taxi. Steward Wu had gone out to walk Xiaosi, and Sister Lan was sitting on the couch, having a video chat with her friends. Seeing Luosang come back, she greeted her. “Sangsang, weren’t you shopping for wedding dresses with Miss Nian? Why are you back so soon?”

“It’s done,” Luosang said, then quickly went upstairs to the bedroom. She dropped her bag and searched through the room, but found no medical records at all, not even the records about Nian Junting’s spine injury. Normally, people wouldn’t throw medical records away, so she assumed that they were collected somewhere in this house.

She searched in the study, but still found nothing. At last, she went to the storage room on the top floor and rummaged around for a while. Before giving up, she found a stack of files from the innermost shelf, including medical certifications, laboratory test reports, CT scans, X-rays, and all sorts of other records. The one on top was the record of his spine injury, which had happened last year. Luosang read those files from front to back. Some of those records were from his military years, and some were his annual medical examination reports.

When she had almost given up and believed that Leng Shuangwei made that story up, she suddenly found an X-ray of a male reproductive system that was taken half a month ago. They hadn’t yet started having sex at that time.

Her heart sank as she continued reading those files. Finally, she found a series of records regarding the male reproductive system. Some of them were from specialized hospitals in Beijing and Shanghai, and some were from New York, France, and many other places. The oldest ones were dated eight years ago, and the newest one was from half a month ago. Luosang put down those files, feeling like she was sitting in an ice house. What Leng Shuangwei said was true.

Until now, Nian Junting’s body wasn’t able to react to any other woman but her. He had such a strong sexual desire. He wanted it every single night, so of course, he needed someone to satisfy his needs. She was that woman to satisfy his needs. He proposed to her because his body only responded to her. He had no other choice.

He said that he liked her, and that he wouldn’t do the things that he shouldn’t be doing, but those were lies. He had been keeping the truth so strictly secret from her. She couldn’t describe the feelings that she had when putting those medical records back onto the shelf.

Back in the bedroom, Luosang sat on the balcony. She didn’t know how long she spent there until the ringing of her phone woke her up from her thoughts. She glanced at the phone and saw Nian Junting’s name on the screen. It was half-past five already.

She didn’t answer the call, but muted her phone and let it keep buzzing.

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