My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

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Two days later, Cheng Xiangyun went to pick up the kids from the kindergarten as usual.

The school’s front gate looked like it was having an automobile exhibition. Even expensive cars like the Mercedes Benz looked cheap in that sea of Porsches and Maserati. There, only cars like Lamborghini and Ferrari could be regarded as ‘luxurious’.

Cheng Xiangyun’s car – a Honda – was basically regarded as a car driven by paupers.

Cheng Xiangyun parked her car some distance away so that the kids wouldn’t be made fun of because of it.

The other kids wouldn’t be able to tease Dabao and Erbao because they wouldn’t know the truth.

“Aunty Xiang,” said Erbao sweetly as she dashed into Cheng Xiangyun’s arms.

Erbao was a naughty little fairy who would hug Cheng Xiangyun tightly every time they meet. Her sweet gesture had always melted Cheng Xiangyun’s heart and made Cheng Xiangyun wished that those were her children, not Ning Ran’s.

Dabao, on the other hand, was as cool as he normally was. He stood obediently at the side while his Aunty Xiang dealt with his baby sister.

Cheng Xiangyun held their hands and led them to her car.

After getting into the car, the two kids climbed onto the baby seats and put on their safety belts.

“Aunty Xiang, what time would mommy be clocking off at work?” asked Erbao.

“Your mommy needs to work overtime today to make up for the delays caused by an incident two days ago so she’ll be in quite late. We’d probably be asleep by the time she reaches home.”

“So mommy won’t be having dinner with us tonight?” asked Erbao.

Cheng Xiangyun got suspicious. They didn’t normally have meals with Ning Ran so why was Erbao asking about it all of a sudden?

“Sweetie, is there something you want to tell me?”

“Aunty Xiang, we’re friends, aren’t we?” asked Erbao.

was surprised to hear that

other’s secret, don’t they?” asked Erbao again. This time, she was deliberately

than an average kid. Did she

are you talking

answer my question,” said Erbao as she showed off her big,

do keep each other’s

tell mommy if I have dinner with Uncle Nan Chen,

with

inviting him over,” said Erbao whose tone had suddenly

Cheng Xiangyun chuckled.

she was still a child, and there

the kind of person who would just hang out with anyone. In fact, he was notoriously difficult to get close to

and socialites wanted to seduce him, but they never got the chance because he never

Xiangyun didn’t want to explain how difficult it was to invite Nan Chen over for dinner because she didn’t want to crush Erbao’s

Erbao send out that invitation either because the rejection would’ve hurt

just have dinner at home without anyone else

over. He promised he’d treat

doesn’t have

you’ll at least try to invite him, Aunty Xiang,”

……

Nanshi Corporation

a conference with a couple of high ranking executives, but he was distracted

needed to catch a flight that night to make it to the 18th birthday party of a

site in that country. The project must be approved

birthday party in question was being thrown for the king’s favorite daughter, and only the most prestigious and powerful individuals were invited to that

could not afford

“Mr. Chen needs to catch a flight to attend a European royal banquet. Please do keep things short and to the

hearing that, the executives

realized that he had less than two hours

a large amount of paperwork and time

so he rarely used his private plane. Instead, he chose to buy a first-class ticket and fly to Europe on

Hua Cheng Airlines so the moment Nan Chen bought his first-class ticket, the airline stopped the sales of all other first-class tickets to ensure that Nan Chen

the cabin as Mr. Chen required complete silence during his flight. In a way, Nan

a change of clothes?”

after I landed. Have someone prepare a suit for me,” said

“Understood, Mr. Chen.”

to the airport at full speed, but Nan Chen’s personal phone rang the second the car

to that phone’s number. Most of the people who did have that number were members of the Nan

informed as soon as that phone rang, regardless of when or where, even if

phone over quickly and reported, “Mr. Chen, it’s from the

That shouldn’t

it up. “This is Nan Chen,” a deep

that really you?” a young and childish voice came from the

Chen frowned in confusion. What is going

Chen, is it really you? Talk to me,

I am Nan

superheroine – Ning Sihan! Do you

Chen’s frown disappeared and was replaced by a slight

Did… Did his employer

were so rare that it was practically an annual event. Who was the person, or rather,

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