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

style of doing things. Since when did he learn

was watching Erbao as she was doing

little too much and needed

Xing called. He had contacted the new

shouted with joy, “Oh yes! We can finally

Daddy or Uncle?”

you ask?” Ning

was Uncle’, but he had promised Nan Chen to

a pair of white suit to impersonate his daddy, he

hiding something from me?” Ning

how smart Dabao was, Ning Ran could tell whether

“Nope.” Dabao denied quickly.

“You sure?”

you.” Dabao shook

was trying to convince himself that he was not

time for bed. You have

……

day, Nan Chen drove to Cheng Xiangyun’s neighborhood, and used the phone Nan

the time and thought it

haven’t taken their breakfast.

Chen looked at his watch. Indeed, he

his car and

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

answer her but he was definitely not pleased

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

eaten?” Ning asked

“Nope.”

and grab

Ran had made noodles and

Ning Ran said, “I don’t think you should eat. I didn’t prepare extra. Go

pointed at a bowl, “How about

mine.” Ning Ran

Xing from bringing the bowl over to

mine! You did not say that you wanted to have breakfast ay

her, kept his head down and

she seems to have a knack

have

him was Uncle, again. He could easily differentiate his

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

her child willingly giving up his food for her, Ning Ran decided to put the matter to rest. She rolled her eyes at Nan

remained unbothered and

noodles as simple

daddy?” Erbao went up

his head, “It’s

for you everyday?” Erbao asked in

for a while, and

a mantou. She stared at him

retaliate but continued to enjoy the

you’re going to make me the same old noodles everyday. What is there to be proud

very last strand,

soup. Instead of gobbling down

was drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, not the soup from

Ran watched him and frowned. Rich people are inherently pretentious. It’s tiring watching him ‘sip’ the soup

entire morning drinking the soup. I want to clean the bowl before leaving. If not,

Chen immediately put down his bowl. How would he know how to do this

don’t want to drink

soup, right? If you don’t finish this, you will have to wash the bowl yourself. Stop being

drink or not to drink? Nan Chen had a tough