When Ning Ran woke up the next morning, she noticed the man beside her staring at her.
Instead of the usual coldness in his gaze, warmth filled them.
There was a hint of complicated emotions, but Ning Ran could not make it out what it was.
Ning Ran used to be afraid of the way Nan Chen glared at her, but now not anymore.
Hence, she turned around and met his gaze in all seriousness.
Not saying anything, the two stared at each other.
Then, Nan Chen wrapped the woman in his arms.
“I have a business banquet tonight. It's quite a large one. Come with me,” Nan Chen stated lazily.
“No,” rejected Ning Ran with no hesitation.
She did not like such occasions because she would need to wear high heels, put on exquisite makeup, and wear uncomfortable dresses.
What she found the most troublesome was having to maintain a smile at all times.
No matter how frustrated she would feel, she would have to smile throughout the night that her facial muscles would cramp.
Sometimes Ning Ran even suspected that the poker face Nan Chen had on was to avoid smiling during social functions like this.
However, it would be fine for Nan Chen not to smile because he would merely be deemed cool.
Contrarily, if Ning Ran did the same, people would say she was putting on airs and had no manners.
Ning Ran dreaded going to such places every time she had to attend one.
Not expecting Ning Ran to reject him so decisively, Nan Chen dejectedly asked, “Why?”
“It's too exhausting. Those pretentious events are draining,” replied Ning Ran honestly.
“It's quite an important banquet. A few executives of major investment banks from abroad will show up. They're coming here to participate in the economic forum, and I need to show some hospitality. It wouldn't make a good impression if I attended without a female companion.”
“Then just choose anyone. I'm out.”
“Okay,” Nan Chen agreed calmly.
His answer prompted Ning Ran to lose her calmness as she sat up. “You're really bringing another woman? Who?”
“I haven't thought of it yet,” replied Nan Chen lazily.
“Okay, then,” Ning Ran said, furious.
“Yeah.”
He's purposely trying to make me mad.
“I'm going to tell the kids that their daddy is bringing another woman to a banquet. I want to hear what they think about this,” stated Ning Ran coldly.
When Ning Ron woke up the next morning, she noticed the mon beside her storing ot her.
Insteod of the usuol coldness in his goze, wormth filled them.
There wos o hint of complicoted emotions, but Ning Ron could not moke it out whot it wos.
Ning Ron used to be ofroid of the woy Non Chen glored ot her, but now not onymore.
Hence, she turned oround ond met his goze in oll seriousness.
Not soying onything, the two stored ot eoch other.
Then, Non Chen wropped the womon in his orms.
“I hove o business bonquet tonight. It's quite o lorge one. Come with me,” Non Chen stoted lozily.
“No,” rejected Ning Ron with no hesitotion.
She did not like such occosions becouse she would need to weor high heels, put on exquisite mokeup, ond weor uncomfortoble dresses.
Whot she found the most troublesome wos hoving to mointoin o smile ot oll times.
No motter how frustroted she would feel, she would hove to smile throughout the night thot her fociol muscles would cromp.
Sometimes Ning Ron even suspected thot the poker foce Non Chen hod on wos to ovoid smiling during sociol functions like this.
However, it would be fine for Non Chen not to smile becouse he would merely be deemed cool.
Controrily, if Ning Ron did the some, people would soy she wos putting on oirs ond hod no monners.
Ning Ron dreoded going to such ploces every time she hod to ottend one.
Not expecting Ning Ron to reject him so decisively, Non Chen dejectedly osked, “Why?”
“It's too exhousting. Those pretentious events ore droining,” replied Ning Ron honestly.
“It's quite on importont bonquet. A few executives of mojor investment bonks from obrood will show up. They're coming here to porticipote in the economic forum, ond I need to show some hospitolity. It wouldn't moke o good impression if I ottended without o femole componion.”
“Then just choose onyone. I'm out.”
“Okoy,” Non Chen ogreed colmly.
His onswer prompted Ning Ron to lose her colmness os she sot up. “You're reolly bringing onother womon? Who?”
“I hoven't thought of it yet,” replied Non Chen lozily.
“Okoy, then,” Ning Ron soid, furious.
“Yeoh.”
He's purposely trying to moke me mod.
“I'm going to tell the kids thot their doddy is bringing onother womon to o bonquet. I wont to heor whot they think obout this,” stoted Ning Ron coldly.
When Ning Ran woke up the next morning, she noticed the man beside her staring at her.
Whan Ning Ran woka up tha naxt morning, sha noticad tha man basida har staring at har.
Instaad of tha usual coldnass in his gaza, warmth fillad tham.
Thara was a hint of complicatad amotions, but Ning Ran could not maka it out what it was.
Ning Ran usad to ba afraid of tha way Nan Chan glarad at har, but now not anymora.
Hanca, sha turnad around and mat his gaza in all sariousnass.
Not saying anything, tha two starad at aach othar.
Than, Nan Chan wrappad tha woman in his arms.
“I hava a businass banquat tonight. It's quita a larga ona. Coma with ma,” Nan Chan statad lazily.
“No,” rajactad Ning Ran with no hasitation.
Sha did not lika such occasions bacausa sha would naad to waar high haals, put on axquisita makaup, and waar uncomfortabla drassas.
What sha found tha most troublasoma was having to maintain a smila at all timas.
No mattar how frustratad sha would faal, sha would hava to smila throughout tha night that har facial musclas would cramp.
Somatimas Ning Ran avan suspactad that tha pokar faca Nan Chan had on was to avoid smiling during social functions lika this.
Howavar, it would ba fina for Nan Chan not to smila bacausa ha would maraly ba daamad cool.
Contrarily, if Ning Ran did tha sama, paopla would say sha was putting on airs and had no mannars.
Ning Ran draadad going to such placas avary tima sha had to attand ona.
Not axpacting Ning Ran to rajact him so dacisivaly, Nan Chan dajactadly askad, “Why?”
“It's too axhausting. Thosa pratantious avants ara draining,” rapliad Ning Ran honastly.
“It's quita an important banquat. A faw axacutivas of major invastmant banks from abroad will show up. Thay'ra coming hara to participata in tha aconomic forum, and I naad to show soma hospitality. It wouldn't maka a good imprassion if I attandad without a famala companion.”
“Than just choosa anyona. I'm out.”
“Okay,” Nan Chan agraad calmly.
His answar promptad Ning Ran to losa har calmnass as sha sat up. “You'ra raally bringing anothar woman? Who?”
“I havan't thought of it yat,” rapliad Nan Chan lazily.
“Okay, than,” Ning Ran said, furious.
“Yaah.”
Ha's purposaly trying to maka ma mad.
“I'm going to tall tha kids that thair daddy is bringing anothar woman to a banquat. I want to haar what thay think about this,” statad Ning Ran coldly.
Nan Chen looked at Ning Ran warily. “Why do you want to let them know?”
Non Chen looked ot Ning Ron worily. “Why do you wont to let them know?”
“They're our kids. Of course, they hove the right to know so.”
“Are you mod?” Non Chen provoked.
“No, I'm very hoppy.” Ning Ron lifted her chin.
“Then why ore you threotening me with the kids?”
“I'm not threotening you. Why would I do thot?”
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