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.

surprised to hear that and

This time, she was deliberately making her baby

walls came up instantly. That kid was smarter than an average kid. Did she have something up her

exactly are you talking

answer my question,” said Erbao as she showed

do keep each other’s

won’t tell mommy if I have dinner with Uncle Nan Chen,

dinner with Mr.

sure yet. I’m still working on inviting him over,” said Erbao whose tone had suddenly

Cheng Xiangyun chuckled.

smarter than average, but she was still a child, and

just hang out with anyone. In fact, he

seduce him, but they never got the chance because

explain how difficult it was to invite Nan Chen

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

have dinner at

Chen over. He promised he’d treat us

very busy man. He doesn’t have time

invite him, Aunty Xiang,” said Erbao sweetly, “pretty

……

Nanshi Corporation

couple of high ranking executives, but

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

in that

question was being thrown for the king’s favorite daughter, and only the most prestigious and

could not afford to be late for

noticed Nan Chen’s worries so he reminded everyone, “Mr. Chen needs to catch a flight to

hearing that, the executives sped

Chen checked his watch and realized

a large amount of paperwork and time would be

keep a low profile so he rarely used his private plane. Instead, he chose

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

stewardesses were to clear out of the cabin as Mr. Chen required complete silence during his flight. In a way, Nan

you need a change of clothes?”

Have

“Understood, Mr. Chen.”

was ready to rush to the airport at full speed, but Nan Chen’s personal phone rang the second the car left the parking

phone rarely rang because less than thirty people were privy to that phone’s number. Most of the people who did have that number were members of the Nan Family who wouldn’t

informed as soon as that phone rang, regardless of when or where, even if he was in the middle of an

and

see that it was an unknown number. That shouldn’t have been possible because everyone who knew that number would’ve had their number recorded on the phone

number, Nan Chen decided to pick it up. “This is

Nan Chen! Is that really you?” a

frowned in confusion. What is

Chen, is it really you? Talk to me, will

am Nan

Sihan! Do you still remember me,

disappeared and was replaced by a slight upward curve of

Jiang Zhe was astonished. Did… Did his employer smile after

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

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