My Wife Is a Superstar novel Chapter 62

Two days later, Cheng Xiangyun went to pick up the kids from the kindergarten as usual.

The school’s front gate looked like it was having an automobile exhibition. Even expensive cars like the Mercedes Benz looked cheap in that sea of Porsches and Maserati. There, only cars like Lamborghini and Ferrari could be regarded as ‘luxurious’.

Cheng Xiangyun’s car – a Honda – was basically regarded as a car driven by paupers.

Cheng Xiangyun parked her car some distance away so that the kids wouldn’t be made fun of because of it.

The other kids wouldn’t be able to tease Dabao and Erbao because they wouldn’t know the truth.

“Aunty Xiang,” said Erbao sweetly as she dashed into Cheng Xiangyun’s arms.

Erbao was a naughty little fairy who would hug Cheng Xiangyun tightly every time they meet. Her sweet gesture had always melted Cheng Xiangyun’s heart and made Cheng Xiangyun wished that those were her children, not Ning Ran’s.

Dabao, on the other hand, was as cool as he normally was. He stood obediently at the side while his Aunty Xiang dealt with his baby sister.

Cheng Xiangyun held their hands and led them to her car.

After getting into the car, the two kids climbed onto the baby seats and put on their safety belts.

“Aunty Xiang, what time would mommy be clocking off at work?” asked Erbao.

“Your mommy needs to work overtime today to make up for the delays caused by an incident two days ago so she’ll be in quite late. We’d probably be asleep by the time she reaches home.”

“So mommy won’t be having dinner with us tonight?” asked Erbao.

Cheng Xiangyun got suspicious. They didn’t normally have meals with Ning Ran so why was Erbao asking about it all of a sudden?

“Sweetie, is there something you want to tell me?”

“Aunty Xiang, we’re friends, aren’t we?” asked Erbao.

Cheng Xiangyun was surprised to hear that and answered, “Yes, we’re friends.”

“Friends keep each other’s secret, don’t they?” asked Erbao again. This time, she was deliberately making her baby voice cuter and sweeter.

Cheng Xiangyun’s walls came up instantly. That kid was smarter than an average kid. Did she have something up her sleeves again?

“What exactly are you talking about?”

“First, you must answer my question,” said Erbao as she showed off her big, round eyes.

“Yes, friends do keep each other’s secret.”

“Okay, then you won’t tell mommy if I have dinner with Uncle Nan Chen, right?”

“You’re having dinner with Mr. Chen? When?”

“I’m not sure yet. I’m still working on inviting him over,” said Erbao whose tone had suddenly turned more mature.

Cheng Xiangyun chuckled.

The kid may be smarter than average, but she was still a child, and there were things she simply could not understand.

Mr. Chen was not the kind of person who would just hang out with anyone. In fact, he was notoriously difficult to get close to because he preferred being left alone.

Many ladies and socialites wanted to seduce him, but they never got the chance because he never even showed his face.

Cheng Xiangyun didn’t want to explain how difficult it was to invite Nan Chen over for dinner because she didn’t want to crush Erbao’s fantasies.

She didn’t want to let Erbao send out that invitation either because the rejection would’ve hurt Erbao even more.

“Let’s not do that, sweetie. Let’s just have dinner at home without anyone else bothering us,” said Cheng Xiangyun.

“But I wanna invite Uncle Nan Chen over. He promised he’d treat us to lobsters,” pouted Erbao.