My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Drunkenness always happened when one was least aware of it.

Ning Ran didn’t know from which glass onwards that she started feeling light in the head.

That feeling of light-headedness felt nice. It was exhilarating, relaxing, and unrestrained.

She was talking more and more loudly, and laughing more and more presumptuously.

Although Nan Chen was a little drunk, he remained upright in his seat as he looked at the increasingly wanton woman before him.

Was this the result he wanted? Not knowing the answer, he gulped down another glass of sake.

Why did I come here? Why did I eat with her? And why did I drink?

He didn’t drink any alcohol for work during the important social event tonight, but he was drinking white wine now with the woman he hated so much.

“You’re actually a nice person, Sir Chen,” Ning Ran said abruptly with a smile.

Nan Chen remained silent.

“You’re responsible. When we were in the jungle, you didn’t eat and had left the food for me and the children… I always remember it. In fact, my life is not as important as yours. I’m just a blade of grass. If I’m gone, I bet no one will remember me after a few days. But you’re different. You’re responsible for the family business. If anything happens to you, the entire Flower City or even the entire economy of China will be affected. So, I think it’s amazing that you’re willing to save food for us.” Ning Ran rambled on and on about many things.

Nan Chen’s heart softened a little.

How are you a blade of grass? How are you as cheap as you say you are? How could you be forgotten in two days if you’re gone?

Where do I find this one and only orange blossom fragrance if you’re gone?

“But you also have a bad side,” Ning Ran spoke in a thick voice, not caring if Nan Chen answered or not.

Nan Chen cocked an eyebrow and looked at Ning Ran.

“You’re too proud. Although you have the power, there’s no need to be arrogant. The world is diverse. Everyone has his own way of life, his own personality—” Ning Ran halted and burped.

Nan Chen knitted his brows tightly together. Is this woman going to throw up again?

He couldn’t let her throw up again this time. She had made a scene the last time she was drunk, and it was too much trouble.

of wine in front of her, but

grinned, “Are you afraid that I’ll

Chen paid no heed to

get right to

but

the alcohol made her feel dizzy, and she began to see a split image of Poker Face

she was still conscious, and she

She had many pent-up emotions in her heart,

Ning Ran, indicating her

drink a little more?

Chen stretched his hand to stop her. He couldn’t let her

give up. Tch, how controlling. It’s not

now?” Ning Ran

remind this woman

I remember now. We were talking about what happened in the jungle. Food supplies were limited. Instead of

she going to

what you want. You can even say it

repeated what she had just said, but

it was better to be praised than to be

not getting any

footsteps were a little unsteady, but she managed to find

sit down and then asked the boss for a bowl of soup, which should

soup was warm, and

booze, Ning Ran finished drinking it in a flash and wanted

could only order her another

have anything to tell me? You said you’ve got a story to

current state, she should be almost drunk, and the probability

Ning Ran had

do you want to

had heard of people choosing a song, but not

Nan Chen

to hear? I have too many stories to tell,” Ning

why do you need ten million all

that Nan Chen didn’t

lie, as Ning Ran had the natural

asked that now because he thought Ning Ran wouldn’t be able

and he could have a chance

of my mother,” Ning Ran

away a long time ago, and

life. But that woman stashed away my mother’s belongings and what’s even more

person’s joy, but also their

in a stable mood, suddenly choked up when she

pouring out, and

been suppressing as her strong heart became

to a realization that she would always be close to falling apart

the last time she was drunk, lamenting for her mother and her

of deep sorrow is hidden in

because she’s guilty of killing her mother, and that’s why she would collapse when she brings up something from the

was so plain that it could be

because he felt that the suffering in this world could only be borne by

useless because the pain would gradually

he said the words ‘don’t cry’,

“Tissue,” Ning Ran said.

tissue over to let her wipe her

me with my mother’s belongings, asking for ten million and if I don’t give her that

and the hatred in her

said before this, Nan Chen felt that what