The next morning, at the international airport in Flower City
Wearing a flowery shirt and a pair of purple shorts, Nan Xing exited from the VIP lane. The housekeeper Chai Hua noticed him immediately.
The second Nan Xing saw Chai Hua, he thought what is that old fart doing here?
After being away from the Flower City for some time, Nan Xing wanted to spend some time with a couple of his friends first but that was no longer possible with Chai Hua around.
“Young Master Nan Xing,” greeted Chai Hua with a bow.
“Uncle Chai! Oh, how I’ve missed you,” said Nan Xing who hugged Chai Hua.
Chai Hua didn’t even flinch. “I know Young Master Nan Xing doesn’t like me being here,” said Chai Hua, “But Young Master Nan Chen ordered me to wait for you here and I couldn’t disobey.”
“I never said I don’t like it. Why did my big brother have you here waiting for me though?”
“Young Master Nan Chen wanted you to go see him the minute you returned and so does your grandfather,” replied Chai Hua.
“Why is grandpa involved?” groaned Nan Xing, “It’s bad enough that my big brother is keeping his eyes on me. If grandpa joined in, I’ll die!”
“Your grandfather also said to make you change your clothes. Here’s the change I got you,” said Chai Hua as he gestured the white tuxedo he was holding.
That tuxedo was specially designed by the Italian designer – Romeo – who was the Nan Family’s go-to tailor.
That was the suit that the Nan Family had ordered Nan Xing to put on.
Nan Xing and Nan Chen are twins so they look identical and others would not be able to differentiate between the two.
Nan Xing was a playboy who liked to spend his time with various women whereas Nan Chen was more serious and never got close to any women.
However, those two looked so much alike that many women mistook Nan Xing as Nan Chen and had been flirting with Nan Xing who didn’t mind accepting their ‘kindness’. In the end, Nan Xing caused a lot of trouble for Nan Chen.
In order to put an end to this, Nan Zhengde forbade Nan Xing from wearing black tuxedos. Regardless of what happened, Nan Xing must put on a white tuxedo so that others could differentiate between the two via the tuxedo they wear.
Additionally, the inner circle of the Nan Family had another way to differentiate between the two because Nan Xing was required to wear a red rope on his left wrist.
No one cared what Nan Xing wore when he was overseas, but the moment he came home, he must obey the rules because his appearance would destroy Nan Chen and the Nan Family’s reputation.
Nan Xing sighed at this arrangement and reluctantly accepted the tuxedo from Chai Hua. “Fine, I’ll change.”
Half an hour later, Nan Xing walked into the Nanshi Corporation’s headquarters.
Nan Chen looked up to see the man who looked just like himself, and while his expression remained neutral, his eyes shone with happiness.
“I’m home, brother. I missed you!”
“Welcome home,” said Nan Chen before he asked, “How was Africa?”
“Terrible, the living condition was…” said Nan Xing who stopped short after seeing Nan Chen’s raised brows. Nan Xing quickly changed his tone and said, “good, everything went smoothly. The project is progressing well, and our relations with the African governments are good. One of the president’s daughters even had the hots for me….”
Nan Xing was so excited that he almost let everything out of the bag so he quickly clammed his lips shut.
Nan Chen sighed at that. His baby brother truly was a troublemaker, regardless of where he was sent.
At that moment, Jiang Zhe walked in and saw that beautiful picture.
Those were two identical and equally handsome faces. The only difference between the siblings was that one of them was calmer while the other one was more devious.
If it wasn’t for the different tuxedo, Jiang Zhe would not be able to tell the two apart.
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