My Wife Is a Superstar novel Chapter 8

Late at night, Ning Ran closed the script and rested her tired eyes.

She picked up her wallet on the bed and opened it. There was a shiny button inside.

That crazy night from five years ago had left her with two children and this button.

The button was black and intricate in design with the letter “N” embossed onto it.

Ning Ran fiddled with the button as her thoughts started to wander.

Even she didn’t understand why she held on to this button throughout these years.

That night from five years ago was a nightmare to her.

Ning Ran had never thought of looking for that man. Whenever the kids asked about their father, she would only tell them that their daddy was missing.

Ning Ran came back to her senses after a while, and put the button back into the wallet.

The audition was tomorrow. Luo Fei would be there too, so she would definitely know who the man was that night……

The next day, at the Empire Hotel in Flower City on the set of the Sound of Thunder 2 audition.

Luo Fei showed up at the audition in fancy clothes surrounded by her manager and assistants.

The reporters who had been waiting for her quickly gathered around her.

“Ms. Luo, your film Sound of Thunder from five years ago was a great hit! What are your thoughts on starring in Sound of Thunder 2?”

“Ms. Luo, your acting skills has received mixed reviews from the audience since the release of Sound of Thunder. How confident are you for starring in Sound of Thunder 2?”

……

Luo Fei had not slept well the night before because of the incident from yesterday.

When she heard the reporter’s questions which indirectly mocked her acting skills, her face turned black instantly.

“Shut up! Come and do it if you think you’re that great!”

Wang Xiaoou was startled by her sudden outburst and quickly urged the hotel security to escort Luo Fei into the building.

“How many times do I have to tell you this? Don’t mess with the reporters!”

Luo Fei snorted, “I’ve been putting up with them for a long time. They’re just a bunch of useless reporters. How dare they shame me like that! What they make in a month isn’t even enough for me to buy a lipstick……”

As she looked up, she saw a familiar face.