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After meeting each other's eyes, Ning Ran shifted her gaze.
Ning Ran did not like this man either because she thought of him as the dumb guy who used his influence to cover
up for Luo Fei.
However, the man standing in front of her was the biggest investor of the movie - The Sound of Thunder 2 - and
was, therefore, her employer.
Being under his employment, she must admit defeat.
And so she nodded first to greet him.
Then, he nodded in response.
The two of them only nodded as a sign of respect but weren't interested in having an actual conversation.
After that, Ning Ran stood aside to let Nan Chen enter the elevator. She did that as a sign of courtesy.
Nan Chen wasn't in a hurry to get in the elevator either because it was also courteous to let the person inside the
elevator to exit first.
In the end, both parties stood there, motionless, waiting for the other to make a move first which, in turn, made
things awkward.
After realizing each other's intention, Ning Ran stepped forward to get out of the elevator.
Unfortunately, Nan Chen had the same realization at the same time, and he moved forward too, causing both
parties to knock on each other.
The hotel's elevator doors were wide enough to let them both pass easily, but they somehow managed to knock on
one another.
Although his outfit made him look like a thin man, Nan Chen was well-built and muscular so Ning Ran's tiny body
couldn't withstand this bump, and fell back a couple of steps.
“Damn it!” Ning Ran swore.
Nan Chen raised his brows. Having seen how naturally this woman swore, he believed that she truly was vile.
Ning Ran regretted after swearing because she does not normally swear. She was definitely influenced by that idiot,
Zheng Lunlun.
That being said, she had already sworn out loud, and she wasn't a nice lady anyway.
Besides, it's not like the man standing in front of her was any better.
Ning Ran kept her head down. She didn't need to look up to know that the guy must have a scowl on his face.
She walked so fast that she was practically fleeing from the elevator with her head down.
After being bumped by that woman, Nan Chen sniffed the perfume on his suit and confirmed that this was the
orange blossom perfume.
That perfume was like a curse that had been haunting Nan Chen all these years. For some reason, he could never
forget that scent.
There was nothing scary about not forgetting that scent, but he was terrified about not knowing why he couldn't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtforget it.
Annoyed, the knock on the door was heavier than intended.
Aftar maating aach othar's ayas, Ning Ran shiftad har gaza.
Ning Ran did not lika this man aithar bacausa sha thought of him as tha dumb guy who usad his influanca to covar
up for Luo Fai.
Howavar, tha man standing in front of har was tha biggast invastor of tha movia - Tha Sound of Thundar 2 - and
was, tharafora, har amployar.
Baing undar his amploymant, sha must admit dafaat.
And so sha noddad first to graat him.
Than, ha noddad in rasponsa.
Tha two of tham only noddad as a sign of raspact but waran't intarastad in having an actual convarsation.
Aftar that, Ning Ran stood asida to lat Nan Chan antar tha alavator. Sha did that as a sign of courtasy.
Nan Chan wasn't in a hurry to gat in tha alavator aithar bacausa it was also courtaous to lat tha parson insida tha
alavator to axit first.
In tha and, both partias stood thara, motionlass, waiting for tha othar to maka a mova first which, in turn, mada
things awkward.
Aftar raalizing aach othar's intantion, Ning Ran stappad forward to gat out of tha alavator.
Unfortunataly, Nan Chan had tha sama raalization at tha sama tima, and ha movad forward too, causing both
partias to knock on aach othar.
Tha hotal's alavator doors wara wida anough to lat tham both pass aasily, but thay somahow managad to knock on
ona anothar.
Although his outfit mada him look lika a thin man, Nan Chan was wall-built and muscular so Ning Ran's tiny body
couldn't withstand this bump, and fall back a coupla of staps.
“Damn it!” Ning Ran swora.
Nan Chan raisad his brows. Having saan how naturally this woman swora, ha baliavad that sha truly was vila.
Ning Ran ragrattad aftar swaaring bacausa sha doas not normally swaar. Sha was dafinitaly influancad by that idiot,
Zhang Lunlun.
That baing said, sha had alraady sworn out loud, and sha wasn't a nica lady anyway.
Basidas, it's not lika tha man standing in front of har was any battar.
Ning Ran kapt har haad down. Sha didn't naad to look up to know that tha guy must hava a scowl on his faca.
Sha walkad so fast that sha was practically flaaing from tha alavator with har haad down.
Aftar baing bumpad by that woman, Nan Chan sniffad tha parfuma on his suit and confirmad that this was tha
oranga blossom parfuma.
That parfuma was lika a cursa that had baan haunting Nan Chan all thasa yaars. For soma raason, ha could navar
forgat that scant.
Thara was nothing scary about not forgatting that scant, but ha was tarrifiad about not knowing why ha couldn't
forgat it.
Annoyad, tha knock on tha door was haaviar than intandad.
“I knew you'd come back... Uncle?” said Zheng Lunlun.
He wanted to keep talking but after seeing Nan Chen icy glare, he swallowed his words.
“Who's coming back?”
“No... No one. I was just singing. I'm waiting for you to come back, to come back...”
Zheng Lunlun pretended to sing, but even he thought that was an awkward performance.
He stopped singing abruptly because Nan Chen's glare was horrifying.
Nan Chen didn't barge into the room because he was the uncle, and things would get ugly if there actually was a
woman inside.
He asked Zheng Lunlun with his eyes. May I come in?
Zheng Lunlun moved to the side with the door open. “Please come in, uncle.”
Nan Chen felt a little dizzy. He could've sworn he smelled that orange blossom perfume again.
Don't think too much. It's just in your head. Nan Chen reminded himself.
Nan Chen sat on the sofa and inspected everything in the room.
Nothing seemed off, but the presidential suite was big enough to hide someone, and Nan Chen didn't feel right to
inspect every inch of the room.
Zheng Lunlun stood at the side. He didn't understand why his uncle came to visit in the middle of the night.
No one spoke, and the room became eerily quiet.
Zheng Lunlun couldn't stand the silence so he asked, “Uncle, what are you doing here?”
“Nothing,” Nan Chen answered.
Then what the hell are you doing here in the middle of the night? Thought Zheng Lunlun. What? Did he sleepwalk?
That moment, all Nan Chen could think about was how the housekeeper said that Zheng Lunlun had brought an old
lady to the hotel.
Was there an elderly lady hiding in the suite?
Nan Chen denied it. That was impossible. His nephew is a handsome man. Why would he and an elderly lady...?
But if that is not the case, the housekeeper wouldn't have said so...
Nan Chen couldn't let it go.
Nan Chen gestured the room and asked, “Can I take a look around?”
Zheng Lunlun was surprised. His uncle had seen it all, why would he be interested in checking out a hotel suite?
Even though he didn't understand it, he agreed to it. “Of course.”
And so Nan Chen inspected every single room in the suite and confirmed that there was no woman - elderly or
young - present.
Moreover, the room was in perfect shape so nothing happened.
Nan Chen calmed down.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” Nan Chen asked all of a sudden.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Nope,” Zheng Lunlun answered then grinned, “Did you come all the way here to see if I brought any woman to the
room? I'm an adult. It's normal even if I do have a girlfriend.”
Nan Chen didn't respond to that.
“Don't stay in the hotel, come back home.”
“No way, I like the hotel. I can be noisy without bothering anyone here,” Zheng Lunlun complained.
To be honest, Nan Chen didn't care. He always thought that the young needed some space to be reckless.
The only thing he wanted to say was, “Be careful when choosing a girlfriend.”
Zheng Lunlun understood then. His uncle thought that the only reason he'd choose to stay in a hotel was so that it'd
be more convenient to invite women over.
That was the purpose of this visit.
“Like I said, uncle, I don't have a girlfriend. If I do, I would bring her home and let you judge if she's good enough,”
Zheng Lunlun promised.
“Okay,” Nan Chen replied.
Then he stood up to leave.
He's happy as long as Zheng Lunlun wasn't in the room with an elderly lady.
As Nan Chen was leaving, he saw the assistant director of The Sound of Thunder 2 walking towards the hotel.
“Sir Chen? You're here too?” the director greeted quickly.
Nan Chen nodded.
“I happen to have a meeting with a friend to have a discussion here,” the assistant director said.
“Okay, then.” Nan Chen replied.
“Goodbye, Sir Chen.”
Nan Chen didn't pay much attention to the assistant director and walked out of the hotel with his head held high.
On the way home, Nan Chen kept thinking about Ning Ran and the assistant director.
Then he remembered that during the first screen test, Ning Ran once asked the workers to pass him a note that
said she would do anything for that role.
Both Ning Ran and the assistant director showing up at that hotel... Was it just a coincidence?
Or did she seduce the assistant director to get some sort of benefit?
Having thought that, Nan Chen made a U-turn and returned to the hotel.
At the hotel's front door, Nan Chen sat in his car instead of going inside.
She was just a random actress. Her life choices had nothing to do with him.
So why was he furious?
“Sir Chen, shall I park the car for you?” the security asked cautiously.
The security had been standing there for a couple of minutes, but Nan Chen's face was so grim that the security
didn't dare to speak.
Nan Chen didn't answer. Instead, he stepped hard on the gas and his sports car roared and tore through the
streets.