My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Dabao sent over something that resembled a record of GPS locations. It was a list of the places Feng Minsheng had visited.

From the record, Feng Minsheng had headed in the direction of the city’s east side after they split ways outside the restaurant just now. He had stayed at a place for very long before he left.

It seemed to be a hotel near Cheng Xiangyun’s house.

He must have stayed there on a long term basis for me. But what exactly is his motive?

Dabao had also sent Feng Minsheng’s phone call record to her. He had called three numbers frequently, and one of the calls was made immediately after they split ways.

Ning Ran felt an urge to dial the number to find out who the mysterious caller was, but decided against it as it would be too dangerous.

I can’t rush this matter. I have to take it slow.

…

The next afternoon, Qin Lan received a call informing her that Nan Chen was coming.

Thinking back, Master Chen has not come for a long time. I wonder if he was too busy or he just doesn’t need any psychological counselling anymore.

Qin Lan rushed to prepare for his visit. First, she had her assistant cancel all her appointments to ensure that no one would see Nan Chen in her clinic.

Next, she changed her reclining patient chair to a new one. Nan Chen had always disliked it, claiming that her chair was too dirty as it was sat on by different patients every day.

In Qin Lan’s eyes, he was too fussy. Of course, public amenities would not be squeaky clean – that was a known fact. I can’t possibly change a new chair every day. But since the great Master Chen wants to be so fussy, I can only accommodate him.

Nan Chen turned up as scheduled, in his typical black formal suit and white shirt. I haven’t seen him for so long, but he hasn’t changed a bit. In fact, over the years, he hasn’t aged much. He’s still as tall and dashing as ever.

At times, Qin Lan felt jealous of him. Why did God give him everything beautiful in this world? He has exceedingly good looks, ridiculously high IQ and a prominent family background. Anyone would be blessed if one owns any of these traits, but he alone possesses all three of them.

Nan Chen frowned the moment he walked into the room.

Seeing his frown, Qin Lan knitted her brows too, “What’s wrong? What has annoyed you again?”

is

use perfume

“Sandalwood fragrance.”

Lan asked,

Chen could not be bothered

only used the sandalwood incense yesterday, not today. But you can actually smell that? Do you know that the smell will dissipate after the incense is

chair was clean, he lay on it and closed his

come here for a long time. What have you run into this time? Which girl have you taken a liking to now?” Qin Lan asked in

did not

going on so I can help you. How do you expect me to help you when

Nan Chen

sleep if you don’t want to talk. Anyway, I charge by the hour. You can sleep here for two hours. I will still charge you my

Chen crossed his legs

uncooperative patient who refused to talk to her. Thus, she sat down beside him and played with

still get paid without doing any

Nan Chen uttered a single sentence,

not understand

“Children,” repeated Nan Chen.

just say

“Yes.”

aside her

she uttering nonsense? Can’t I make

Is she the one

frenzied excitement now, more excited than if

with her was because

had turned topsy turvy in an instant. He has actually made someone pregnant!

formidable to break through the steel barricades that the man

have children.” Nan

heard it the first time. She’s pregnant.

come to see turns out to be an idiot. I told her I have children now, yet

“Almost 5 year old.”

Qin Lan was shocked to the

Chen are referring to, are the ones I have met before. But I have inquired about them. Aren’t the kids Nan Xing’s? Why have they become Nan Chen’s kids all of a

you saying the kids

“Yes.”

fallen for the same girl? Is that why you

others might jump

crease between his

did not know how to console Nan Xing. Neither did he know how to break the news

come to find

expected that a professional psychologist would rather indulge herself in the gossip and the joy it brought her, and discard her professionalism.

face, Qin Lan suddenly remembered her duty as a psychologist. He has paid to consult me. I can’t

your main

don’t like

his meaning instantly. So he

ugly?” Qin Lan’s

popped up in Nan Chen’s mind. Of course,

background isn’t as prominent as

Nan Chen did not reply, tacitly implying that it was not the

already! She’s married now. There’s another man in

of the chair

allow it! Even if I, Nan Chen, don’t