My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Chapter 525 Within Reach

Hearing Tang Jing’s framing put Ouyang Qing in a much better mood. “If he says that he can’t accept me, then you should leave it at that. Don’t give him cause to look down on me! Never mind that Nan Chen doesn’t think well enough of me, you can’t allow Nan Xing to do that as well,” Ouyang Qing said.

“Rest assured that no one would be looking down upon you with you being the young heiress that you are,” Tang Jing replied comfortingly. “Then when will you go and see Nan Xing?”

“Obviously, the sooner the better. However, I don’t have any means of reaching him. Could you try extending an invitation on your end? Then, I’d go meet with him to try and sound him out.”

Tang Jing was somewhat reluctant to meet Ouyang Qing’s gaze when she said this because she was worried that the latter might catch on to the fact that she was merely using her to get close to Nan Xing.

Truth be told, Tang Jing was merely pricked by her own guilty conscience. With Ouyang Qing’s emotions all over the place, she was really in no state of mind to over-analyze anything.

“I could, but what if he declines to meet?” Ouyang Qing was still a little worried.

“My guess is that he’d agree. Tell you what. Why don’t you pass me his contact straight and let me give that a shot instead,” a cautious Tang Jing proposed.

Initially, she thought that Ouyang Qing would require some time to consider, but instead, the latter assented to it quite readily.

“Okay, you go ahead and ask him out. At least that way, I won’t come away embarrassed should he refuse,” Ouyang Qing stated.

Pride could very often prove the downfall of many, even with someone as sharp as Ouyang Qing. For the sake of her own dignity, she had even managed to overlook Tang Jing’s obvious designs.

“Okay, then I shall go meet with this Nan Xing on your behalf.” Tang Jing was positively thrilled.

The next day, Tang Jing and Nan Xing convened as scheduled.

It was not like Nan Xing was obliging to just anyone, for he had women in Flower City who were interested in dating him lining up from end to end. His willingness to meet with Tang Jing stemmed from his understanding that the latter was the one who drove to lure the paparazzi away from Ouyang Qing.

Nan Xing had seen the photo featuring Tang Jing leaning against the luxury car and found that to be quite intriguing.

Pretty women were not an uncommon sight to Nan Xing, who had mostly grown weary or even sickened by those heavily made-up aesthetics popularized by online influencers.

a well-read and intelligent beauty like Tang Jing came across to him as much more palatable

that sentiment was merely an absence of dislike and a

in an interest in

Tang Jing did make a concerted

but she understood that her own charisma was where her strength

she opted to put on glasses in a shade of pale blue, and with her hair bundled up. Decked out in a suit, she looked less like someone from the entertainment

his appreciation for beauty—a

“We’ve met before, but I’m sure you’ve come across too many

do remember you, Ms.

flattered. Thank you for this, Mr.

Xing” was also a groundbreaking move on her part, for most others would

those were lacking in novelty, because being hailed as a “young master” was something that came to Nan Xing through his familial connections. Literally, any son of the Nan family

“Mr. Nan” was even more commonplace since any male individual with a corresponding

a hereditary status and was, in itself, an affirmation of Nan

the former as “Mr. Chen.” Addressing Nan Xing as “Mr. Xing” was a subtle way of expressing her

a matter of fact, keenly sensible. Some things need not be explicitly stated, and subtlety might, at times, be even more effective in

for his good looks; a direct approach would seem extremely lame,

be conveyed tactfully through the use of language that

delighted at being able to decipher the intentions of another. The added perk of receiving a veiled compliment in the process would naturally increase one’s sense

things stood, Nan Xing’s fondness for Tang Jing had been

Ms. Tang.” Nan Xing motioned to

whatever you like to drink, it’s

so I’m

pity that this is a café. Alcohol isn’t on

unsuitable for conversation then. How about I treat

take up your time?” Tang

you’re here to

Jing was good at concealing her intentions, Nan

the soul. No matter how good one’s acting was, the

give this woman a chance, just to see how far

was firm in his belief that the purpose of Tang Jing’s

are so obliging, Mr. Xing. Being able to dine with you must be the best thing to

met by Nan Xing’s boisterous hoot. “Well, after

throw away

Japanese cuisine was lighter on the palate, the requirements for its ingredients

hotpot, where the degree of freshness for anything would be rendered indistinguishable once it had

these days who would, regardless of the physical attributes they were born with, turn out

of milder flavors. He primarily chose this joint because he had thought rather favorably of

Xing was not joking when he claimed to only drink coffee in the company of men

needed to be

afford to be too rational with women. As more impulse and excitement were in order, he had

too, was excited for

was not exactly a habitual drinker because she had to be mindful of the highly educated vibes she was designated to project as an

she could not possibly allow herself to be caught walking out of a

be documented even once, the image she had spent years

that she would be facing this day, and to

not necessarily mean she was not capable of

almost never gotten drunk before was that she did

before her, though, was deserving. Regardless of looks or background, he was practically someone who had

beyond that of her wildest dreams. Yet today, she could dream and perhaps with a little luck, go

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