Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Ning Ran was about to say ‘anything’ but was afraid that it would seem rude, so she said to Nan Chen affectionately, “You make the call!”

The phrase ‘You make the call’ sounded simple, but it was rich in meaning.

And it was even more meaningful to say it in this situation.

Nan Chen was a little caught off guard at Ning Ran’s sudden gentleness.

As the server was still waiting at the side for him to place his order, Nan Chen didn’t say much and simply ordered a few dishes.

This was Ning Ran’s purpose. Naturally, Nan Chen should know best what to order since he brought her here.

Ning Ran scrutinized her surroundings. The decoration was very simple in Japanese style, and the customers beside them were also speaking in Japanese.

“You like Japanese food?” Ning Ran asked Nan Chen.

Nan Chen didn’t speak, and Ning Ran felt a little awkward for failing to strike up a conversation with him.

“This isn’t Japanese food,” Nan Chen eventually said.

“Yeah.” Ning Ran nodded hastily. “It’s a late-night snack that derived from Japanese food, like the late-night eateries seen in movies.”

Nan Chen was silent at that.

Alright, it seems he’s not planning to talk to me. Ning Ran zipped her mouth tactfully.

Nan Chen, who always bore a graceful posture, surveyed the surroundings as well. When he realized that almost all the female diners’ eyes were fixed on him, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and sat upright.

This restaurant had been in business for some years, and it was his mother who had brought him and Nan Xing here for supper when they were young.

But then something happened, and he never came back.

This place seemed to have been renovated, but the style hadn’t changed much.

Nan Chen had always wanted to visit this place again but never had the courage to come.

With Ning Ran as a companion today, Nan Chen somehow had the courage and excuse to come over.

The food was served. There was fried ramen and a meatball dish Ning Ran couldn’t name.

As Ning Ran didn’t know which dish was hers, she let Nan Chen take it first.

Nan Chen took the meatball dish and handed Ning Ran the fried ramen.

ramen tasted different from what she usually ate. She didn’t know if she was really

Nan Chen didn’t

if he was going to throw the rest

the meatballs, wanting

Chen caught her wolfish gaze and wondered, Is this woman a

hour is bound to make one chubbier, and she still eats

seeing her unwavering gaze on those meatballs, he felt a little troubled. At that, he raised his hand and signaled the boss for another

You only ate one and it’ll

to her feet, reached for that bowl, and stuffed one in

was crisp

He ordered fried ramen for me, but he ordered something more

meatball in a mouthful, and one word came

eat is extraordinary, Sir Chen. I’ve never forgotten about the sake that we drank the last time. It was

was reminded of

boss again for two

he just

casually, and she didn’t expect him to actually order

on that drink. I’ve got work tomorrow, and it’s too

her a glass as he said, “Don’t you have something to tell me? How are you going to tell me the

Drinking doesn’t mean I’ll tell the

he’s trying to get me drunk just

was drunk, I said many things to him that

“But I’m busy tomorrow—”

to work tomorrow too!” Nan Chen cut

things difficult when I’m

with you. But as you know, I’m a light drinker and my decorum in drinking is pretty bad. If I’ve

straight face. He

didn’t matter. He had his own ways of dealing with terrible

about the past; the time when his mother brought him here to eat meatballs, the warmth that was once there, and the laughter that

eyes of the man seated

look, the trace of

things. He was a filthy

Chen raised his head and emptied his glass

was dashing,

she gulped down her drink, but something was just

few glasses of sake, Nan Chen’s sitting posture wasn’t as

his identity, he must be wary of his bearings at all times, regardless

anytime and made into a topic for gossips and