"Then I'll grant you permission to use it with her," Nian Junting said authoritatively.
"…Thanks." Yan Su thought that there was no way they could finish those, even if she chipped in, too. "Mr. Nian, our apartment won't be able to hold so many boxes anyway," she added.
Nian Junting looked around the room and nodded. "I saw it coming, I just brought it up for you to look at. I'll leave one or two boxes here and take the rest back to Tianhu Villa. You can call Lu Kang up to bring more for you whenever you need."
Lu Kang nearly vomited blood when he heard what Mr. Nian said as he carried the last box into the apartment. He was supposed to carry them back down again. Yan Su looked at him sympathetically. "Sangsang, you can stay here to talk to Mr. Nian, I'll go make us some food."
"It's alright, you stay and chat with her, I'll cook." Nian Junting remembered Nian Xi's reminder to talk less and do more. He walked briskly into the kitchen.
