My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Ning Ran knew that the person on the other side of the phone must be angry when she was met with dead silence.

Well, that’s how he is. Others will holler or bellow when they are angry, but not him. When he’s angry, he will only keep quiet with a stone-cold expression on his face.

Ning Ran could imagine the murderous aura Nan Chen must be emitting right now. Thank god we are talking over the phone. I will hate to see the look on his face now.

Anyway, it is so late already. I can’t possibly continue talking on the phone with him at this hour.

“I thought this call was from my friend. She asked me out, but I turned her offer down as it was too late…”

Ning Ran was still fumbling to come up with an explanation when she heard a busy signal on the phone. Nan Chen had hung up on her.

“Crazy bas***d!”

After hanging up the phone, she continued sleeping.

For the next few days, Ning Ran was on a tight filming schedule. It was late autumn already, so the director was rushing to complete the filming before wintertime.

Ning Ran was immersed in her work, leaving her with no personal time to spend with her children.

On that day, she had filmed continuously without catching a wink, until it finally ended at 6 pm. By then, she was totally drained of energy.

After changing out of her costume and back into her attire, she dragged herself out of the film set and saw a dark green Land Rover in front of the entrance.

The second the car window was rolled down, Ning Ran heard Erbao calling out loudly, “Mommy!”

Pleasantly surprised, Ning Ran hurried over, “Why are you here?”

Dabao chipped in, “We’re all here.”

Ning Ran shifted her gaze to Nan Chen, who was in the driver’s seat.

Wow! Instead of his iconic black formal suit, he’s wearing a grey tracksuit instead!

This was the first time Ning Ran saw him wearing a color other than black.

grey adds

company had sent her to the Capital for a

fretting about the dinner tonight and had expected

it works for me. At least I won’t be having

together

Ning Ran asked in

three of them know how to cook?

all about your secret. To think that you still want to hide it from us. Haha!”

was baffled,

her face into her

is the most adorable kid in the world! So, one will be shy

you know

Dabao and Erbao in

you tell them?” Ning Ran looked at Nan

Chen kept quiet, implying

he leak out the secret to my children before I tell them myself! I wonder how he explained it to them? I bet he had a tough

now on, we’re a

her fist into a small ball and extended it straight above her head as if readying herself to rush forward.

she said that. Did Poker Face teach her to say

Nan Chen, but he ignored her. He could

Nan Chen was not a person who liked to say mushy stuff such as From

Chen started the car and drove forward

asked, “Where

dinner!

could feel a headache brewing. What exactly are they planning to do? Why must we

like to cook dinner together with Aunt Xiang and have dinner together afterwards. Then Daddy

it is very troublesome. One needs to prepare ingredients in the first place. Also, after preparing all the ingredients, who will be the chef? It can’t be the two kids, so this role can only fall

asked directly, upon noticing the troubled

bear to dampen their moods, after

supermarkets under Nanshi Corporation, where they

this was the first time they were engaging in a

especially when she was engaged in group

of Dabao that

shop in the supermarket! This is a

a stir. Other customers in the supermarket gasped at them, in awe

at the kids.

parents are? Of course, their

they too beautiful? Are they a family of celebrities? I feel

getting used to receiving

zone. He had always stolen the limelight no matter where he was, even in parties attended by prominent people or in more crowded places. Certainly,

to walk. Thus, she sat on the child seat in the

Nan Chen. It was an amusing sight, to see the same stoic expressions on

Nan Chen had a plan in mind for the dinner, but soon

for pushing the

up and subsequently returned to its shelf, he would put it into his trolley. He had assumed she was concerned over the prices. Well, the price does not matter to me. After all, the entire supermarket belongs to Nanshi

items I don’t want into the trolley?”

“You don’t want them?”

taking a look and

at them when you don’t

for words. What kind of logic is that?

waste time looking at them if you don’t need them,” reasoned Nan

suit my needs if I

Chen did

moment, a few men, decked in formal suits, hurried

bowed respectfully before Nan

a superb memory, recognized the man at a glance, “Manager