My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Ning Ran went upstairs and Cheng Xiangyun asked suspiciously, “Did you two have a great time? Where did you go?”

“We only stayed in the car.” Ning Ran answered casually.

“Oh my god! In the car? Aren’t you afraid of peeping Toms? What a way to spice things up!” Cheng Xiangyun exclaimed.

“Why should we be afraid of others seeing us?” Ning Ran got confused.

“Okay you are right. Since you both are getting married soon anyways.”

Ning Ran finally understood her words, “Cheng, you and your filthy thoughts! It’s not what you think. I just brought him some pills, and we talked for a while in the car, that’s all.”

“Hey, don’t you think Master Xing doesn’t seem quite like his usual self today?” Cheng Xiangyun asked with an enigmatic expression.

“His reaction seems to be a little slower today. Perhaps the spicy steamboat got into his head.” Ning Ran mocked.

“Master Xing normally doesn’t look like this, because he’s always fun and jolly. It just felt weird when he came in today.”

Ning Ran’s imagination ran wild for a bit. Is he…nope, not possible. What’s wrong with me…

“I guess as humans we do act differently at different times, nothing too unusual.” Ning Ran said.

“You think so? He seemed more steady and down-to-earth tonight.” Cheng Xiangyun’s words planted an idea in Ning Ran’s mind. She took out her phone and called Nan Xing.

Nan Xing had two numbers. No one answered the first number, so she continued dialing the second one.

The phone rang but no one picked up. She called again and finally someone answered, “Hello?”

“Where are you?” Ning Ran asked.

“I’m still driving. I just left Ms. Cheng’s neighborhood, remember?”

Ning Ran was relieved to hear that, “Does your stomach still hurt?”

“The pills you gave are very effective. I feel better now.” He said.

“Alright. Go home and rest then.” Ning Ran then ended the call.

Nan Xing suddenly called back and said, “Oh yes, I found a new school for the children. I will send them to school tomorrow.”

Before Ning Ran could say anything, Nan Xing had already hung up.

was the classic ‘I’m just informing

does not seem like Nan Xing’s style of doing things. Since when did he

was watching Erbao as she

and needed to exercise to stay in a

Xing called. He had contacted the new school, and

We can

or Uncle?” Dabao suddenly

Xing did. Why do you ask?” Ning Ran

was not daddy, that was Uncle’, but he had promised Nan Chen to keep

why Uncle would put on a pair of white suit to impersonate his daddy, he felt that Uncle

from

tell whether he was hiding something. Dabao was her son, after

“Nope.” Dabao denied quickly.

“You sure?”

Not hiding anything from you.” Dabao

was not lying to his mother. The mastermind behind this is Uncle,

bed. You

……

Xiangyun’s neighborhood, and used the phone Nan Xing

and

kids haven’t taken their breakfast. Wait

his watch. Indeed, he

got down from his car and walked

“Why did you come

her but he was

anyone in his life, yet he was reprimanded in such

you eaten?” Ning asked

“Nope.”

grab

had made noodles and

after Nan Chen sat down, Ning Ran said, “I don’t think you

pointed at a

Ning Ran

stop Nan Xing from bringing the bowl

mine! You did not say that you wanted to

her, kept his head down

she seems to have a knack for

have mine.” Dabao

of him was Uncle, again.

understand a lot of things just by exchanging glances with Uncle — no words were needed — but it was not the

child willingly giving up his food for her, Ning Ran decided to put the matter to rest. She rolled her eyes at Nan Chen, steamed a mantou and grabbed a glass of milk.

remained unbothered

expect noodles as simple

nice, daddy?” Erbao went up

his head, “It’s

mummy to make this for

for a while, and looked

mantou. She stared at him and said,

did not retaliate but continued to enjoy the

appetite if you’re going to make me the same

Nan Chen ate the noodles to the very last strand, and

Instead of gobbling down the

if he was drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, not

are inherently pretentious. It’s tiring watching him ‘sip’ the soup from

soup. I want to clean the bowl before leaving. If not, you stay back and clean the bowl yourself!” Ning Ran stood beside Nan Chen and gave him

put down his bowl. How would he know

don’t want to

treat it like ginseng soup, right? If you don’t finish this, you will have to wash

or not to drink? Nan Chen had a tough choice