Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

When Nan Chen saw Ning Ran going along with him, he nodded in satisfaction.

Naturally, Qiao Zhan realized what was going on as well, for he was not a fool.

However, he wondered if they were taking this too far. If someone were to figure it out...

Nan Chen shot him a glare. “What are you waiting for? Ask my brother to go now, or else he won't be able to make

it for the flight. If that happens, he'll have to transit somewhere else and waste even more time.

Qiao Zhan then ran over to Nan Xing and said, “Sir Chen, it's time for you to go. You'll miss the flight if you're any

slower.”

At that, Nan Xing lifted his head to glare at him. “Did you lose your brain? I'm Nan Xing, not Nan Chen.”

Qiao Zhan shook his head and said, “I didn't make a mistake. That mister over there said it.”

With that, he pointed at Nan Chen.

“What? What are you trying to get at?” Nan Xing was baffled.

“Please ask him about this yourself. I don't know how I should say this, too,” Qiao Zhan replied with a stumped look.

Nan Xing then walked over to Nan Chen and asked, “Chen, what's the meaning of this?”

“Mr. Chen, the cornerstone ceremony of Serenity Street's project will be held tomorrow, and important figures of

the province will be present. You have to be there. The relevant itinerary and schedule will be sent to your inbox

later, and you can take a look at it if you are free, or you can call Jiang Zhe instead. The head of the province will be

the first to make a speech at the event. After that, you'll have a brief speech. Jiang Zhe will be sending you the draft

later, and you can choose to follow it or come up with something of your own,” Nan Chen said.

“Did you just call me Mr. Chen? What are you—”

“What do you mean by that? You are Nan Chen,” Nan Chen corrected.

“Chen, this isn't funny. It's easy for you to pretend to be me, and you'll look the part because I'm a simple person.

But it won't work the other way. Your mannerism is too complicated, and I won't be able to mimic you!” Nan Xing

cried out, knowing his limits.

“Go on. You'll be missing your flight if you dawdle any longer.” Nan Chen waved dismissively.

“No, wait, this won't work! You're even asking me to meet the important people and the reporters! What if I slip up?

No, no, no. I won't do this. I'm not going to go!”

With that said, Nan Xing turned to flee.

Time to run! It's tiring to watch over kids in Livingsfill, but it's way better to do that than meet politicians and

reporters while pretending to be Nan Chen.

Everyone was bewildered by Nan Xing's run. No one thought he would do something like that.

All Nan Chen did was gesture in Nan Xing's direction, and Qiao Zhan immediately dashed after Nan Xing.

Qiao Zhan proved to be the professional he was, and Nan Xing could not escape from him. Soon, Qiao Zhan

stopped him and said, “Sir Chen, the car is over there!”

“Darn it. Are you dumb? I'm Nan Xing, not Nan Chen! My brother's right there, so why are you coming after me?”

Nan Xing yelled anxiously.

“Sir Chen, please enter the car, or else you'll really miss the flight,” Qiao Zhan urged.

“It's fine. If he doesn't board the plane in time, he can always go there by car. If he goes now and doesn't stop

midway, he'll be able to reach there in time tomorrow. However, he won't have any time to prepare for it, so I

wonder if he'll be able to pull this off properly,” Nan Chen remarked.

In other words, he was telling Nan Xing that the latter had no choice in this and that he would only make things

worse for himself if he were to waste more time lingering around.

“Chen, I really can't do this...”

Nan Chen ignored him and walked into the house. As he stretched his muscles, he said, “I need a nap. I'm feeling

tired.”

“No, wait. You—”

Ning Ran then came over to persuade him, “It's just a few minutes of speech according to the draft, and it's only a

while of chatting with the politicians. You're a son of the Nan family too, but are you saying that you can't do

something trivial like this? Can't you share some of your brother's burden? You were the one who managed Nanshi

Corporation back when your brother and I were trapped, and you did a great job! You can't keep indulging yourself

non-stop and just sit on your hands as you watch your brother work himself to death, right?”

“Darn it! The two of you are ganging up against me? Ning Ran, you used to be different! You've changed!” Nan Xing

cried out in protest.

“Hurry now, or you'll really miss the plane. You know your brother's temper. Do you think you can convince him

otherwise after he makes up his mind?” Ning Ran reminded.

It was then Nan Xing fell silent in contemplation.

Right. I don't think he'll change. Moreover, he's already gone to bed. Who would have the guts to drag him to the

airport to catch the plane?

“Fine. I'll give it a try. Don't blame me if things go sideways,” Nan Xing muttered bitterly.

“I'm sure you won't mess things up, so be at ease,” Ning Ran said with a smile.

“Come on now, Sir Chen. We really need to hurry!” Qiao Zhan urged again.

“It's Nan Xing! Don't you dare forget how you sided with my brother this time, Qiao Zhan!”

“No, no. From now on, you're Sir Chen. Everyone will think of you as him, and you must think of yourself as Nan

Chen too, or else you'll slip up. This way, please, Sir Chen.”

The nap Nan Chen had was a comfortable one. When he woke again, it was already five in the evening.

He had slept for several hours.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a kid with small earphones swaying her head.

It was Erbao, who had gone to look for her father right away when she woke up a while ago.

She was thrilled to find out that her father had not left the house, so she quickly planted herself by her father's side

and waited for him to wake while listening to music.

No one should make the mistake of assuming that the girl was listening to children's music. She was not; she was

listening to rock.

Not only was she listening to rock, but she was even swaying to the beat.

Nan Chen curled his lips as he looked at his beloved daughter before grabbing her. A wave of bliss crashed into him.

“Daddy, you're awake! You really didn't run off while I was asleep. You're an honest good kid who keeps his

promise!” Erbao said with a chuckle.

Nan Chen thought, I haven't been a kid for years. This compliment is a heavy burden to bear.

“Are you happy to see me?” Nan Chen softly asked.

“I am! I'm very, very happy!” Erbao exclaimed.

“What will you do if I'm gone? Will you hate me?” Nan Chen teased.

Erbao cocked her head to the side and mulled over his words. “I won't hate you because I love you, but I'll be angry.

Why am I angry? It's because I'm bad, and that's why Daddy hates me. That's why Daddy ran off.”

Nan Chen could not even begin to fathom how Erbao came to that conclusion as he blinked in bewilderment.

“That's not what it is. Sometimes I'm busy and need to work, so I can't spare the time to keep you company. But

that doesn't mean I don't love you, Erbao. Do you understand? Adults have many things to do. They can't just focus

on playing and studying like children.”

Nan Chen was trying his best to explain to her the world of adults, but he realized that his best would not be

enough.

Adults could never understand what children think about, and similarly, children would not be able to understand

what adults think about.

Furthermore, everyone had their own way of thinking, and everyone was a unique individual.

Erbao nodded fervently. “I understand, Daddy. I know you need to work and earn lots and lots to buy me yummy

food!”

That was how amazing Erbao was. No matter how unrelated the topic was, Erbao would somehow manage to steer

the conversation back to the food. It was impressive, to say the least.