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 answered, “Yes, we’re

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

than an average kid. Did

are

question,” said Erbao as she showed off her big, round

do keep each other’s

I have

dinner with Mr. Chen?

on inviting him over,”

Cheng Xiangyun chuckled.

average, but she was still a child, and there

with anyone. In fact, he was

him, but they never got

how difficult it was to invite Nan Chen

let Erbao send out that invitation either because the

sweetie. Let’s just have dinner at home without anyone else

He promised he’d treat us to

busy man. He doesn’t have time for that,” said Cheng

least try to invite him,

……

Nanshi Corporation

with a couple of high ranking executives, but he was distracted and kept checking his

a flight that night to make it to the

build a huge scale construction site in that country. The project must be approved by the royal

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

could not afford

Nan Chen’s worries so he reminded everyone, “Mr. Chen needs to catch a flight to attend a European royal banquet. Please do keep things short and to

the executives sped everything

realized that he had less than two hours to catch

a large amount of paperwork and time would be

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

one of the major shareholders of the Hua Cheng Airlines so the moment Nan Chen bought his first-class ticket, the airline

Mr. Chen required complete silence during his flight. In a way, Nan Chen was

you need a

time. I’ll change after I landed. Have someone prepare a suit for me,”

“Understood, Mr. Chen.”

at full speed, but Nan Chen’s

Most of the people who did have that number were members of the Nan Family who wouldn’t have

that phone rang, regardless of when or where,

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

was an unknown number. That shouldn’t

Nan Chen decided to pick it

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

frowned in confusion. What is

Chen, is it really you? Talk to me,

am Nan

I am the prettiest superheroine – Ning Sihan!

by

astonished. Did… Did his

rare that it was practically an annual event. Who was the person, or rather, the magical unicorn that could make Nan Chen smile with just a phone

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