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 he didn’t

Ran grinned, “Are you afraid that I’ll trouble you when

paid no heed to

right

to concentrate, but

and she began

was still conscious, and she knew what she had to

wanted to talk. She had many pent-up

looked at Ning Ran, indicating

a little more? Otherwise, I can’t

to stop her. He couldn’t let her drink anymore, as it would be too taxing to deal

could only give up. Tch, how controlling. It’s not like I’m a

stop just now?” Ning Ran looked at Nan

reply. He wasn’t obliged to remind this woman that she

Food supplies were limited. Instead of eating it yourself, you

Is she going

You can even say

just said, but

that it was better to

go. It’s not getting any earlier.” Ning

were a little unsteady, but

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

warm, and it tasted

Ran finished drinking it in

only order

said you’ve got a story to tell,” Nan Chen

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

Ning Ran had forgotten what she said before

do you want

of people choosing a song, but

Nan Chen

hear? I have

me, why do you need ten million all of

Chen didn’t

was worried what he would hear was a lie, as Ning

now because he thought Ning Ran wouldn’t be able to

was lower and he could have a chance to hear the

because of my mother,” Ning Ran

Didn’t your mother pass away a long time ago, and it was your fault that she died? Do you think I wouldn’t

But that woman stashed away my mother’s belongings and what’s

person’s joy, but

who had still been in a stable mood, suddenly choked up when she talked

tears started pouring out,

those pent up sorrows she had been suppressing as her

that she would always be close to

had cried so loudly on the highway the last time she was drunk, lamenting for her mother and her lost

of deep sorrow is hidden in

of killing her mother, and that’s why she would

was so plain

really didn’t know how to comfort people, because he felt that

useless because the pain

when he said the words

“Tissue,” Ning Ran said.

Chen compliantly handed the tissue over

don’t give her that money, she will pour dog’s blood on my mother’s ashes so that she cannot

expression was very clear, and the hatred in her tone was

what she said before this, Nan Chen felt that what he heard this time