Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 997 This is your gift for becoming an actor
"Call me Miaomiao, you have such a good memory." Shui Miaomiao said, looking down at the drawer, she didn't know what she was looking for.

The corner of An Ran's mouth twitched, how could she forget about this matter, fortunately Shui Miaomiao is not a person who cares about everything.

"Well, Miaomiao, what are you doing?" An Ran echoed, stretching her neck curiously to check.

"I found it." Without answering An Ran's question, Shui Miaomiao took out a big gift box from the bottom drawer: "Here, it's for you."

"Give it to me?" Eyes full of shock, An Ran took the thing from Shui Miaomiao's hand in doubt.

"Well, this is a gift for you to become an actor. My nephew specially told me to give it to you, a gift from fans." Shui Miaomiao smiled all over her face, as if she had completed a sacred mission, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uh! Your nephew's gift, this is me..." Since the transformation, she has received many gifts, but An Ran was a little afraid to accept the gift from Editor Shui's nephew.

Especially thinking of what happened that day, her uncle's dark face, she couldn't help shivering.

"This must be accepted. He is your fan and the president of the support club. If you don't accept it, all the fans' hearts will be chilled." Shui Miaomiao waved her hand, and An Ran's neck hurt from a big hat.

She even forgot the other party's name, and she was really ashamed of them still supporting her so much.

But editor-in-chief Shui treated her so well, it was just a simple gift, and it would be bad if she didn't accept it.

For the sake of editor-in-chief Shui, she had no choice but to accept this kindness.

"By the way, An Ran, are you secretly married?" Chief Editor Shui asked suddenly, and An Ran was caught off guard.

A mouthful of saliva almost choked himself to death.

"Ahem, cough, you, how could you, such, ask such a question?"

Seeing that An Ran was choking, Editor-in-Chief Shui got up to pour water for her, but his heart felt cold.

It seems that my nephew is doomed to be unrequited love.

"That's right...that... oops! I'll just tell you straight." Putting the water glass in front of An Ran, Shui Miaomiao couldn't hold it back anymore.

Looking at An Ran with a serious face, he continued: "After we separated that day, I found time to call you, and a man answered. He said it was your husband. You also know that my nephew is your fan. I don't care about your personal problems. Rather curious."

Is that more curious?
That's quite curious!
She was sure that if her silly nephew knew that An Ran was married, she would definitely commit suicide like those idiot fans.

When the time comes, how will she explain to her elder sister?

This child has grown up, and I am really worried.

Shui Miaomiao, who doesn't even have a boyfriend, is working hard for her nephew.

Barely suppressing the dry itching in her throat, An Ran resisted the urge to hit someone, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, that's the idiot next door to my house, who often comes to our house to play, and when I get to know me well, just make fun of it."

Leng Chengtian, who was stunned by the idiot, was in a meeting with a group of people, and couldn't help but sneezed, and the person who was reporting was so frightened that he subconsciously silenced his voice.

The man rubbed his nose, his good-looking brows slightly retracted; "Continue."

I don't know who is talking about him behind his back, maybe it's my girl?

Thinking of An Ran, the man's cold eyebrows relaxed, making the staff who reported the project less timid.

"Since it's a gift from a fan, I'll accept it, and thank your nephew for me." An Ran accepted the gift generously, and the polite words made Shui Miaomiao feel even colder.

(End of this chapter)