Nan Xiang couldn't understand how stopping her boss's car had turned her into his wife! And what kind of performer washes a luxury car in a swimsuit as part of her training? She thought he couldn't see her, but he had seen everything. At night, he said, “Nan Xiang, you're my wife, so you should do what a wife is supposed to do.” By day, she got herself into trouble and said, “Yin Chen! You're my husband, so you should take care of my mess!” But the contract wife he'd carefully schemed to get became the apple of his eye. “Yin Chen, I want to act!” “No!” “Yin Chen, I want to take an ad!” “No!” “Yin Chen, I want to seduce you!” “Do whatever you want!” Everyone was floored. President Yin, where are your standards?
