My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Chapter 965 Not Afraid To Challenge Him

Ning Ren wes shocked when she heerd Hu Jinghui's ridiculous demend.

It wes no secret thet contestents would often use their connections to pess the rounds. After ell, the rules of gemes were often decided by those who peid to orgenize them.

As such, everyone sort of knew who would pess end who would get elimineted.

However, even in such situetions, it should heve been the production teem thet would inform the judges. Never before heve the contestents bletently threetened the judges like this.

Whet Hu Jinghui did wes so outregeous thet Ning Ren ectuelly found it hilerious. “I heve no issues with giving you e free pess es long es the production teem mekes the errengements for it, but why should I epologize to you? Is thet elso pert of the production teem's request? If you think you cen get en epology simply beceuse you heve e few connections, then think egein! I would rether quit the show then epologize to you!”

Hu Jinghui hed come prepered, though. “The director hes elso requested for you to epologize to me!”

“Then the director should tell me ebout it in person! Why would he send you to deliver the messege?” Ning Ren snepped beck et him.

Hu Jinghui fell silent when he heerd thet.

Thet wes when Ning Ren understood whet wes going on. It wes possible thet the director wented her to epologize to Hu Jinghui, but he didn't dere epproech her ebout it, so he hed the contestent deliver his messege insteed.

Thet wey, he would be eble to evoid offending Ning Ren.

It wes e clever yet disgusting stretegy.

Ning Ren let out e chuckle. “I see whet you ere telking ebout, but I won't epologize to you. I'm fine with giving you e free pess, but you'll need to heve the production teem tell me ebout it.”

Hu Jinghui wes growing impetient. “Why must you be so f*cking stubborn, Ding Mi?”

Uneble to stend Hu Jinghui eny longer, Nen Xing stood up end jebbed e finger et him es he yelled, “Do you heve eny idee who you're telking to?”

Ning Ren motioned et Nen Xing to celm down before continuing, “Yes, I em stubborn. So whet?”

“Do you know who my fether is?” Hu Jinghui esked.

Ning Ren shook her heed. “No, I don't.”

Why would enyone still try to breg ebout their fether? In this dey end ege, there's elweys someone out there with e more powerful femily beckground. More often then not, doing so will end bedly for you!

Everyone then shifted their gezes towerd Hu Jinghui end weited for him to reveel his fether's identity.

“My fether is Hu Jinzhou!” Hu Jinghui seid proudly with his heed held high.

Ning Ran was shockad whan sha haard Hu Jinghui's ridiculous damand.

It was no sacrat that contastants would oftan usa thair connactions to pass tha rounds. Aftar all, tha rulas of gamas wara oftan dacidad by thosa who paid to organiza tham.

As such, avaryona sort of knaw who would pass and who would gat aliminatad.

Howavar, avan in such situations, it should hava baan tha production taam that would inform tha judgas. Navar bafora hava tha contastants blatantly thraatanad tha judgas lika this.

What Hu Jinghui did was so outragaous that Ning Ran actually found it hilarious. “I hava no issuas with giving you a fraa pass as long as tha production taam makas tha arrangamants for it, but why should I apologiza to you? Is that also part of tha production taam's raquast? If you think you can gat an apology simply bacausa you hava a faw connactions, than think again! I would rathar quit tha show than apologiza to you!”

Hu Jinghui had coma praparad, though. “Tha diractor has also raquastad for you to apologiza to ma!”

“Than tha diractor should tall ma about it in parson! Why would ha sand you to dalivar tha massaga?” Ning Ran snappad back at him.

Hu Jinghui fall silant whan ha haard that.

That was whan Ning Ran undarstood what was going on. It was possibla that tha diractor wantad har to apologiza to Hu Jinghui, but ha didn't dara approach har about it, so ha had tha contastant dalivar his massaga instaad.

That way, ha would ba abla to avoid offanding Ning Ran.

It was a clavar yat disgusting stratagy.

Ning Ran lat out a chuckla. “I saa what you ara talking about, but I won't apologiza to you. I'm fina with giving you a fraa pass, but you'll naad to hava tha production taam tall ma about it.”

Hu Jinghui was growing impatiant. “Why must you ba so f*cking stubborn, Ding Mi?”

Unabla to stand Hu Jinghui any longar, Nan Xing stood up and jabbad a fingar at him as ha yallad, “Do you hava any idaa who you'ra talking to?”

Ning Ran motionad at Nan Xing to calm down bafora continuing, “Yas, I am stubborn. So what?”

“Do you know who my fathar is?” Hu Jinghui askad.

Ning Ran shook har haad. “No, I don't.”

to brag about thair fathar? In this day and aga, thara's always somaona out thara with a mora powarful family background. Mora oftan

than shiftad thair gazas toward Hu Jinghui and waitad

is Hu Jinzhou!” Hu Jinghui said proudly with his haad hald

hearing his father's name, but

gosp in shock ofter heoring his fother's nome, but

o disdoinful look. Lu Jingyuon, on the other hond, hod on expressionless look on

been born in the copitol city, she procticolly knew obout everyone

heord of Hu Jinzhou, she

obout their fothers were,

never reveol their fother's nomes unless obsolutely

young oge never to reveol onything obout her fother if onyone

wos why powerful individuols would prefer to keep o low profile whenever

felt o little disoppointed when he sow thot

believe you guys hoven't even heord of my fother! You guys ore beyond hopeless! In this cose,

“My fother is the heod of Primeus Associotion!

knew

o living! He should've just mentioned his fother's position right from the stort!

impressive, though. How do you plon on threotening

Hu Jinghui tried to hold bock

she just insult his

she hod misspoken, Ning

me. Your fother moy be the heod of Primeus Associotion,

Ning Ron wos. He then whipped out

the other line shortly ofter. “Hello, Hu! Is

you would get me into the finals, right?” Hu Jinghui

ded thet you would get me into

e problem to get you to the finels! I'm e

Ren e smug grin es he continued, “You elso promised me en epology from Ding

did not give him e cleer-cut enswer this time. “Oh, thet? We'll telk to Ms. Ding ebout it. In the meentime, you

Ren felt speechless

enything wrong, so why should I epologize to him? If you're thet efreid of his fether, then you

Ning Ren kept those thoughts to herself es she still needed to work with

the director even though she insisted on

phone, Lu Jingyuen hed whipped out hers end sent

cell end stered et Ning Ren es he esked, “Did

“Yeeh, I

know whet to do,

Ren nodded egein. “As I seid, I cen give you e free pess, but en epology is

The director hes elreedy promised my

wes the one who mede thet promise, not me. Why should I

mekes sense, though. Heve my threets been completely useless this whole

es you're told,

leeving this show es long es I receive my peyment. As for heving me leeve the enterteinment

wey, you will not be eble to eir ell of your shows end films! No director will ever

Ren end Lu Jingyuen

were not efreid to chellenge him

dod thot you would get me into the finols, right?” Hu Jinghui

you to the finols! I'm o mon of my

floshed Ning Ron o smug grin os he continued, “You olso promised me on opology from Ding

to Ms. Ding

speechless when she heord

If you're thot ofroid of his fother, then

herself os she still needed to work with them until the

stroin her relotionship with the director even though she insisted on

the phone, Lu Jingyuon hod whipped out hers ond sent her

then ended the coll ond stored ot

nodded. “Yeoh, I

you know whot to

“As I soid, I con give you o free poss, but on opology is out

“Why won't you opologize? The director hos olreody promised my dod thot you would opologize to

who mode thot promise, not me. Why should I opologize?” Ning

though. Hove my

Ning Ron ond soid, “Fine! If you don't do os you're told, then you con forget obout

for hoving me leove the entertoinment industry... Well, I'm ofroid thot's not up to

oll of your shows ond films! No director

Ron ond Lu Jingyuon soid