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?”

fragrance is too

use perfume during my working

“Sandalwood fragrance.”

asked, “You

could not be

must have a dog’s nose. I 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

ensuring the chair was clean, he

time? Which girl have

Chen did

have to tell me what’s going on so I can help you. How do you expect me to help you

Chen

if you don’t want to talk. Anyway, I charge by the hour. You can sleep

Chen crossed his legs without saying a

to talk to her. Thus, she sat down beside him and played with

I will still get

Nan Chen uttered a

not understand him,

“Children,” repeated Nan Chen.

say

“Yes.”

was so shocked with the jaw-dropping news that she cast aside her role as a psychologist, and shrieked, “You got

Nan Chen kept quiet. Why is she uttering nonsense? Can’t I make a woman

she the one

of frenzied excitement now, more excited than if

the reason for Nan Chen’s consultation with her was

her views of him had turned topsy turvy in an instant. He

formidable to break through the steel barricades that the

I have

have heard it the first time. She’s pregnant. For how long

The psychologist I have come to see turns out to

“Almost 5 year old.”

Qin Lan was shocked to

before. But I have inquired

the

“Yes.”

you fallen for the same girl? Is that why you don’t

fear. He was worried that others might jump to this conclusion, just

crease between his

been bothering him for ages. He did not know how to console Nan Xing. Neither did he know

come to find

a professional psychologist would rather indulge herself in the gossip and

as a psychologist. He has paid to consult me.

your main worry

like the

up his meaning instantly. So he only wants the children, not their

it because she’s ugly?” Qin Lan’s question carried a gossipy

Chen’s mind. Of course,

isn’t as prominent as yours? Is your family objecting to you being with her?” Qin Lan let her imagination

reply, tacitly implying

know already! She’s married now. There’s another man in the picture! You cannot accept her

jumped out of the chair in a sudden

man now. Will they get married? I won’t allow it! Even if I, Nan Chen, don’t want her, I