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 and answered, “Yes,

don’t they?” asked Erbao again. This time, she was deliberately making her baby voice cuter and

smarter than an average kid. Did

are you

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

do keep

mommy if I have

with

him over,”

Cheng Xiangyun chuckled.

smarter than average, but she was still a child, and there were things she simply

would just hang out with anyone. In fact, he

they never got the chance because he never even showed his

Nan

let Erbao send out that invitation either

not do that, sweetie. Let’s just have dinner at home without

I wanna invite Uncle Nan Chen over. He promised he’d treat us to

He doesn’t have time for that,” said

invite him, Aunty Xiang,” said

……

Nanshi Corporation

Chen was having a conference with a couple of high ranking executives,

night to make it to the

build a huge scale construction site in that

daughter, and only the most prestigious and powerful individuals were invited to that

Nan Chen could not afford to be late

a flight to attend a European

that, the executives

realized that he had less than

destination was in Europe, a large amount of paperwork and time would be needed to get the

his private plane. Instead, he

Cheng Airlines so the moment Nan Chen bought his first-class ticket, the

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

need a change of clothes?”

time. I’ll change after I landed. Have someone prepare a

“Understood, Mr. Chen.”

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

the people who did have that number were members of the Nan Family

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

and reported, “Mr.

and was surprised to see that it was an unknown number. That shouldn’t have been possible because everyone who knew that number would’ve had their

it up. “This is Nan Chen,” a deep voice

Nan Chen! Is that really you?” a

Chen frowned in confusion. What is

to me,

I am

the prettiest superheroine – Ning Sihan! Do you

Chen’s frown disappeared and was replaced by a slight upward curve

seat, Jiang Zhe was astonished. Did… Did his employer smile after picking

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

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