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.

just informing

style of doing things. Since when did he learn to be so domineering? Or… is this

room. Dabao was watching Erbao as

much and needed to exercise

contacted the new school, and will come fetch you

We can finally go

or Uncle?” Dabao suddenly

do you ask?” Ning Ran

‘that was not daddy, that was Uncle’, but he had promised

a pair of white suit to impersonate

hiding something from me?” Ning

Dabao was, Ning Ran could tell whether

“Nope.” Dabao denied quickly.

“You sure?”

anything from you.” Dabao shook his head

not lying to his mother. The mastermind

for bed. You have to go to school early

……

neighborhood, and used the phone Nan Xing left at home to call Ning

Ran checked the time and thought

taken their

Indeed, he arrived a little too

from his

opened the door, “Why did you come up? I

her but he was definitely not

had never waited for anyone in his life, yet he was

you eaten?”

“Nope.”

grab

made noodles and poached eggs for

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

Xing pointed at a

mine.” Ning Ran

from bringing the bowl over

wanted to have breakfast ay my place, and now

kept his head down and enjoyed

might be useless, but she seems to

have mine.” Dabao

him was Uncle, again.

could tell the difference by looking into their eyes. He could understand a lot of things just by exchanging glances with Uncle — no

to put the matter to rest. She rolled her eyes at Nan Chen, steamed a mantou and grabbed a

unbothered and

not expect noodles as simple as this to taste so

daddy?” Erbao went

his head,

to make this for you everyday?” Erbao asked in

a

with a mantou. She stared at him and said, “You

not retaliate but continued

to make me the same old noodles everyday. What is there to be proud of,

Chen ate the noodles to the very last

of gobbling down the

was drinking a bowl of ginseng soup,

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

the entire morning drinking the soup. I want to clean the bowl

put down his bowl. How would he

want

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

to drink? Nan Chen