Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Nan Chen finally finished what he had to finish. He stood up and stretched his muscles.

It was almost past midnight.

He put on his suit jacket and exited his office.

After walking around the company, he noticed many employees of various departments were still working overtime.

Nan Chen walked inside to greet them and reminded them to rest well.

This was the only moment where Nan Chen revealed his relatively soft side to his colleagues. He was usually as cold as ice, but in the dead of night, he would get his employees from the secretariat to buy coffee and supper for those who worked overtime.

To those employees, Nan Chen extending his regards was a stimulant that was a thousand times better than coffee. It made them feel as if all their efforts were worth it.

In this era of acute competition, everyone and every team were running like the wind. They could only run about wildly with them if they didn’t want to fall behind.

Nan Chen understood their hard work, but he couldn’t help it. The survival of the fittest was the law of nature, and no one could get away unscathed in the jungle.

Nan Chen exited the elevator and fished for his car keys.

The chauffeur had left work long ago. Nan Chen would never let him stay up late with him as he didn’t think it was necessary.

He was just about to get into the car when he suddenly noticed a mass of things on the ground.

That thing was leaning against a load-bearing pillar in the garage, right next to his car.

Upon taking a closer a look, he realized that that mass of things was a person.

Seeing how she had shrunk herself into a ball with her head buried in her arms, she should be asleep.

Approaching closer, he could smell the fragrance of orange blossom exuded from that person every now and then.

This woman is still here?

Nan Chen crouched down and looked at Ning Ran, whose head was shrunk.

She should have really fallen asleep because that posture seemed very back-breaking. If she didn’t fall asleep, it wouldn’t be in that posture.

Nan Chen silently watched her for two minutes and was surprised that he had been staring at her for so long.

Just then, the woman fidgeted. Nan Chen quickly got up. He couldn’t let her find him staring at her.

However, Ning Ran simply moved a little to adjust her posture. Perhaps her legs were numb because she went back to sleep after stretching for a while.

With the continuous filming and insomnia at night, Ning Ran was really worn out.

around and was about the get into the

the woman’s machination well and knew that

I would sympathize with her if she played

the car,

the car after

“Hey,” Nan Chen grunted.

heard movements as she moved again, but fell asleep

pig? How can she sleep like that on the hard and cold

Nan Chen raised his voice

However, as she was still feeling groggy; her brain was awake, but her body wasn’t fully awake.

“Ouch!” Ning Ran exclaimed.

wretched appearance, Nan Chen’s

really tall

you finished?” Ning Ran smiled

was an alluring

garage weren’t bright, but that smile penetrated

be imagining things, but that

that faintly discernible fragrance of orange blossom, Nan Chen spaced out as if he had walked into

and that smile gave him a

illusion? Or had he really

Chen, who was in a daze, thinking

a little rude of me

inched closer, coughing awkwardly, “What do you

you just

Ran bent over and gave a

Nan Chen’s heart softened.

for something that she slept on the floor for so long

expressionless while he simply uttered, “Get

sat in the passenger seat just so she could talk to Nan Chen

engine and

rowdy. Twelve o’clock wasn’t late for many young people; it was when the nightlife

kept playing back to that moment of Ning Ran looking

to turn his head to look at Ning Ran, who was sitting on

a story,”

actress,

clear that he wouldn’t like it if

me. Just listen and forget

want

awkward. He said he didn’t

I continue? Will he kick me out of the car if I insist on