My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Ning Ran was about to say ‘anything’ but was afraid that it would seem rude, so she said to Nan Chen affectionately, “You make the call!”

The phrase ‘You make the call’ sounded simple, but it was rich in meaning.

And it was even more meaningful to say it in this situation.

Nan Chen was a little caught off guard at Ning Ran’s sudden gentleness.

As the server was still waiting at the side for him to place his order, Nan Chen didn’t say much and simply ordered a few dishes.

This was Ning Ran’s purpose. Naturally, Nan Chen should know best what to order since he brought her here.

Ning Ran scrutinized her surroundings. The decoration was very simple in Japanese style, and the customers beside them were also speaking in Japanese.

“You like Japanese food?” Ning Ran asked Nan Chen.

Nan Chen didn’t speak, and Ning Ran felt a little awkward for failing to strike up a conversation with him.

“This isn’t Japanese food,” Nan Chen eventually said.

“Yeah.” Ning Ran nodded hastily. “It’s a late-night snack that derived from Japanese food, like the late-night eateries seen in movies.”

Nan Chen was silent at that.

Alright, it seems he’s not planning to talk to me. Ning Ran zipped her mouth tactfully.

Nan Chen, who always bore a graceful posture, surveyed the surroundings as well. When he realized that almost all the female diners’ eyes were fixed on him, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and sat upright.

This restaurant had been in business for some years, and it was his mother who had brought him and Nan Xing here for supper when they were young.

But then something happened, and he never came back.

This place seemed to have been renovated, but the style hadn’t changed much.

Nan Chen had always wanted to visit this place again but never had the courage to come.

With Ning Ran as a companion today, Nan Chen somehow had the courage and excuse to come over.

The food was served. There was fried ramen and a meatball dish Ning Ran couldn’t name.

As Ning Ran didn’t know which dish was hers, she let Nan Chen take it first.

the meatball dish and handed

from what she usually ate. She didn’t know if she was really starving or it was

Nan Chen

wondered if he was going to throw

kept staring at the meatballs, wanting to have

her wolfish gaze and wondered, Is this woman a glutton?

bound to make one chubbier, and she still eats

At that, he raised his hand and signaled the boss for another bowl

ate one and it’ll be a

feet, reached for that bowl, and

was crisp

delicious. He ordered fried ramen for me, but he ordered something more delicious for himself,

in a mouthful, and one word came to his

I’ve never forgotten about the sake that we drank the last time. It was really

Nan Chen was reminded of her drunken

again

didn’t know why, but he just

been speaking casually, and she didn’t expect him

rain check on that drink. I’ve got work tomorrow, and it’s too

her a glass as he said, “Don’t you have something to tell me? How are you going to tell

Ran looked stunned. Drinking doesn’t

drunk just

things to him that shouldn’t be said. Is he addicted to

“But I’m busy tomorrow—”

to go to work tomorrow too!” Nan Chen cut her

are you making things difficult when I’m willing to listen to you

with you. But as you know, I’m a light drinker and my decorum in drinking is pretty bad. If I’ve offended you with my drunken behavior, please forgive me,”

face. He had seen her decorum in drinking

matter. He had his

thinking about the past; the time when his mother brought him here to eat meatballs, the warmth that

When she looked up, she saw that the eyes of the man seated on opposite had darkened and there was a flash of sorrow in

the trace of sadness

things. He was a filthy rich, handsome, and arrogant

his head and emptied his glass

posture was dashing, yet

Ran tried to imitate him as she gulped

few glasses of sake, Nan Chen’s sitting posture wasn’t as upright as before, which showed that he

be wary of his bearings at all times, regardless of whether he was tired

his words and actions could be amplified anytime and made into a topic for

affect himself,

pretty strong, and Nan

Why was he drinking with this woman

very much? Didn’t

heart turn soft because he saw her sleeping

Why didn’t he

can’t drink anymore. I’m done.” Ning Ran could feel

Chen ignored her and

strange feeling

temporarily put aside some things and simply

enjoyed the feeling of drinking at his hour or if he enjoyed drinking with

the latter. He would be wallowing in

trying to get me drunk, Sir Chen?” Ning Ran asked, a little drunk as her tone wasn’t as

her glass

you promise to give me ten million, I don’t mind if drink

Nan Chen frowned.

irritated him the most was how Ning Ran talked about money so straightforwardly to him. This woman only had eyes

upset, Ning Ran quickly changed her words, “Alright, when one drinks with a bosom friend,

it didn’t

be bosom friends? And how could we