My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

He saw a Rolls Royce at the entrance.

Nan Chen came out of the car with his face void of expression. Dressed entirely in black, he walked in with a powerful aura about him.

Qiao Zhan went up to him. “Sir Chen.”

“Haven’t gotten rid of him?”

“I…I couldn’t get rid of him,” Qiao Zhan bowed his head and said.

Nan Chen did not say anything and continued to take large strides forward.

Qiao Zhan followed him from behind. Nan Chen then turned around and shot him a questioning look. Why are you following me?

Qiao Zhan understood him perfectly and hence stopped following him. He then turned and left.

At the private room in the second floor, Nan Chen adjusted his suit a little and knocked on the door.

“Please come in!” It was Erbao’s little voice.

Nan Chen pushed the door open to enter the room.

The whole table was taken aback. They had expected it to be the server with their food, only to see this supreme being walk-in.

“Third Uncle?”

“Third Uncle!” Erbao shouted out joyfully.

Erbao was an extrovert who was the happiest when more people she knew got together.

Ning Ran was the only one who looked rather unhappy.

Now that the threats from Ning Ziqiang and gang were gone, she thought they could finally relax and have a good meal together. However, Poker Face had shown up.

No matter where he went, he would bring pressure and tension into the room.

In other words, he was the party pooper. As long as he was there, the atmosphere would never be lively.

Nobody liked to share a meal with someone like that. Who could relax and truly enjoy a meal with that much tension around them?

Without waiting for an invitation, Nan Chen pulled out a chair and sat himself down.

Dabao was happily staring at his Third Uncle with twinkling black eyes.

Third Uncle was his favorite person. He may seem cold to other people, but Dabao felt an especial kinship with him.

him, Dabao also had a cold and frosty appearance

brought awkward silences everywhere he went to,

when he led the room into a prolonged awkward silence with his mere presence.

expert in warming up a

where did you come from?”

the enchanting child’s voice. He then looked at Erbao with a gentle

the chair

then picked up Erbao to sit on

the issue

be imagining things, Third Uncle. Anyway, how did you know we

in the area when Qiao Zhan mentioned you were here,

he was here for the children and had nothing to do with

area. You’re always

a glare that

something to do? You can leave first,” Nan

aback. I’m done for

“I don’t…”

Nan Chen

“I…”

“Go ahead.”

Zhan had wanted

now inadvertently the third wheel because Nan Chen wanted

Fourth Uncle’s girl? What has it got

these relationships getting more and more messed

let the messy relationships go on like this. It will only make things more difficult for

leaving. That would be for

I’ve something on,” said Zheng

and

your concern, Uncle,” Zheng Lunlun said without missing

while. How dare this kid

you have a medical appointment?” Nan Chen

What medical

to go back for a checkup, so off to the hospital you

the hospital under doctor’s orders, Uncle. Look, I don’t stutter anymore!” Zheng Lunlun

soon. So, go for your checkup, the doctor is waiting

Lunlun was about to burst into tears. Even though you are

you respect, you should care for

are you stopping me from having dinner, but you are also making me go to the

Zheng Lunlun still tried to fight till

The doctor is waiting for you, so you need to go

“Uncle…”

will stay in the hospital for a fortnight

Lunlun wailed, “I am not staying

are fine, you don’t need to stay in the

he knew his uncle was forcing

he locks me up in the hospital

hate the disinfectant smell in the hospital! I can’t go in there

leave, I’ll leave now.” Zheng Lunlun had no choice

not say anything to that. Wouldn’t it be better

the whole scene play

Nan Chen getting

was trying to get rid of Zheng Lunlun so that

sense. Doesn’t he hate me the most? Why would he want to spend alone time

already said that he

he is here to see the kids, Zheng Lunlun’s presence wouldn’t matter at all. Why

was very clear even to Dabao, that Zheng Lunlun was being

was puzzled as well. Why can’t Blondie have dinner with us? It’d be fun to have dinner all

left the room, the atmosphere

a medical checkup. Let’s eat,

hair, still engrossed

to move again.

you want to

“That one.” Erbao pointed.

the dish

I can. Thank you,