Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Drunkenness always happened when one was least aware of it.

Ning Ran didn’t know from which glass onwards that she started feeling light in the head.

That feeling of light-headedness felt nice. It was exhilarating, relaxing, and unrestrained.

She was talking more and more loudly, and laughing more and more presumptuously.

Although Nan Chen was a little drunk, he remained upright in his seat as he looked at the increasingly wanton woman before him.

Was this the result he wanted? Not knowing the answer, he gulped down another glass of sake.

Why did I come here? Why did I eat with her? And why did I drink?

He didn’t drink any alcohol for work during the important social event tonight, but he was drinking white wine now with the woman he hated so much.

“You’re actually a nice person, Sir Chen,” Ning Ran said abruptly with a smile.

Nan Chen remained silent.

“You’re responsible. When we were in the jungle, you didn’t eat and had left the food for me and the children... I always remember it. In fact, my life is not as important as yours. I’m just a blade of grass. If I’m gone, I bet no one will remember me after a few days. But you’re different. You’re responsible for the family business. If anything happens to you, the entire Flower City or even the entire economy of China will be affected. So, I think it’s amazing that you’re willing to save food for us.” Ning Ran rambled on and on about many things.

Nan Chen’s heart softened a little.

How are you a blade of grass? How are you as cheap as you say you are? How could you be forgotten in two days if you’re gone?

Where do I find this one and only orange blossom fragrance if you’re gone?

“But you also have a bad side,” Ning Ran spoke in a thick voice, not caring if Nan Chen answered or not.

Nan Chen cocked an eyebrow and looked at Ning Ran.

“You’re too proud. Although you have the power, there’s no need to be arrogant. The world is diverse. Everyone has his own way of life, his own personality—” Ning Ran halted and burped.

Nan Chen knitted his brows tightly together. Is this woman going to throw up again?

He couldn’t let her throw up again this time. She had made a scene the last time she was drunk, and it was too much trouble.

Nan Chen stood up and took away that bottle of wine in front of her, but he didn’t say a word.

Ran grinned, “Are you afraid that

paid no

right

concentrate, but it

the alcohol made her feel dizzy, and she began to see a split image of Poker Face

and she knew what

was that she really wanted to talk. She had many pent-up emotions in her heart, and she couldn’t help but wanting

looked at Ning Ran,

little more? Otherwise, I can’t talk about some

to get another bottle of wine when Nan Chen stretched his hand to stop her. He couldn’t let

could only give up. Tch, how controlling. It’s not like I’m

Ning Ran looked at

didn’t reply. He wasn’t obliged to remind this woman that she had been raving

what happened in the jungle. Food supplies were limited. Instead of eating it yourself,

Chen froze. Is she going to repeat

say what you want. You can even say it a

what she had just said, but the main idea that Nan

it was better to be praised than to be

getting any

unsteady, but she managed to

boss for a bowl of soup, which should have a

was warm, and it

booze, Ning Ran finished drinking it in a flash and

could only

tell me? You said you’ve got a story to tell,” Nan

state, she should be almost drunk, and the probability of saying the truth before one gets

Ning Ran had

do you want

He had heard of people

Nan Chen

want to hear? I have too many stories to tell,”

then tell me, why do you

didn’t mean that Nan Chen didn’t want to know if

didn’t ask because he was worried what he would hear was a lie, as Ning Ran had the natural tendency to

now because he thought Ning Ran wouldn’t be able to tell lies

and he could have a chance to hear the