Nan Xing quickly explained, “That's not what I meant. I just—”

“That is what you mean!” Ning Ran said angrily.

“I-I was wrong. I said something I shouldn't have.” Nan Xing regretted it very much.

Ning Ran snorted coldly before falling silent.

Just then, the phone rang. It was a video call from Nan Chen.

Nan Chen had just had a video call with his kids. After learning that Nan Xing and Ning Ran had gone out, he was worried about them, so he called Ning Ran to ask her what happened.

On the phone, Ning Ran told Nan Chen about her entire conversation with Huang Zichao.

After hearing it, Nan Chen told her without thinking, “Just do as he says.”

Ning Ran put the phone on speaker mode so that Nan Xing, who was next to her, could hear it too.

He did not expect that his brother would actually listen to Huang Zichao. “Chen, what right does he have to boss us around? He was the one who invited Ning Ran to the show, but now, he's asking her not to go. How can he do whatever he wants? Who does he think he is?”

“Did he personally invite Ning Ran to the show before?” Nan Chen asked.

Ning Ran quickly clarified, “No. There is no such thing.”

“Well, that means it was all coordinated by the agencies previously, and Huang Zichao didn't know about it. Even if he knew, he must have thought it was just another job. But now that he's asking you to quit in person, and he is willing to pay for it, this shows that he is not doing this for profit. If it's not because of profit, it must be because there are other risks. If it's risky, why bother going?”

There was nothing wrong with Nan Chen's reasoning.

“But if he is the only one who is at risk and Ning Ran is not, why should we listen to him?” asked Nan Xing.

“Since there is a risk, why should we still go there? We should avoid whatever risk there is,” Nan Chen said.

Hearing that, Nan Xing could not find a retort. “You're right, Chen. You have considered everything thoroughly.”

After Jiang Zhe drank his first glass of red wine at a private club in Flower City, his face began to turn red.

stutter. With glassy eyes, he looked at the

Yu Xiang, a senior he had a crush on in high school. He had not seen her for ten years,

student union. Being a very eloquent person, she represented her school many times in public speaking competitions in the

was a shy young man at that time. He had a scrawny build and ordinary looks. He even wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses

in the school, Yu Xiang would always be the one who was in

corner, watching Yu Xiang's talents blossom like a flower on the stage through

speaking interest group but ended in failure when

speech, but he only managed to squeak out the words “Thank you,

he ran off

after him and comforted him. She told

frustrated teenager, any words of encouragement from his idol

and practiced his speech ability in front of the

gave him self-confidence and

the job as Nan Chen's assistant, he stood out from the thousands of elites

had not

now the most outstanding person among

his hand. “I can't drink anymore, Yu Xiang. I'm going to get drunk if I drink any more.

so many years, so we have to drink to our heart's content.” Yu Xiang held up

no choice but

did not dare to drink anymore or he

seen you for many years. You are still so beautiful, and you look even more

are so good at talking now. You're completely

cowardly at that time and became the laughingstock of everyone. Fortunately, you comforted me,” Jiang

me honestly, did you have a crush on me back then?” Yu Xiang asked

was already blushing, but after hearing that,

you want to hear the truth?” he

will hurt me, I'd rather listen to lies.” Yu Xiang smiled at

I'll keep it a secret for the time being. Whether it's the truth or a lie, I won't say it first. You'll find out in the future,” replied Jiang Zhe with a

he knew that once some words were spoken, it would change their current harmonious

the best way was to not say anything, keep the

say it. I guess you

still pounds whenever I see

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