My Wife Is a Superstar (Ning Tan)

Chapter 933 I Shall Be Miband Then

“What's so funny?”

Ning Ran's phone was snatched away.

Nan Chen, who had woken up, overheard her laughter and assumed that she was chatting with someone.

In a fit of jealousy, he snatched her phone away from her.

He only breathed a sigh of relief when he realized she was scrolling on Weibo.

“Who is Mison? This person looks familiar.”

Ning Ran found it funny that Nan Chen couldn't recognize the edited photo.

“My fan,” she responded cheekily.

“You have a male fan?”

Ning Ran pursed her lips. “Why do you sound so surprised? I'm a female celebrity. If I have no male fans, am I a

tomboy?”

“You said that yourself,” Nan Chen responded calmly.

Ning Ran reached out for her phone. “You're the tomboy. Give my phone back to me!”

Nan Chen used his other hand to take the phone out of Ning Ran's reach.

Ning Ran lunged forward in an attempt to retrieve her phone, but instead, she found herself falling into Nan Chen's

arms. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“Tell me who Mison is,” Nan Chen demanded coldly.

“I won't!”

“Why does he look familiar? Have I seen him before?” Nan Chen's suspicion grew.

“Of course you've seen him before!”

“Is he a celebrity at Star Entertainment? Or is he someone else?”

“I told you he's my fan, didn't I? Why won't you let it go? You're so petty.”

The more anxious Nan Chen was, the more tight-lipped Ning Ran was. She wanted to make him suffer.

“If you refuse to spill, I'll ask Qiao Zhan to find out who he is!” Nan Chen declared.

“There are billions of accounts on Weibo. Why would you want to find out who the fan is?” Ning Ran was baffled.

“You're grinning at his profile picture so early in the morning. Something seems off. You must be quite close to

him!”

Ning Ran grew more amused. “Of course. I even hugged him to sleep before!”

Nan Chen fell silent.

The atmosphere grew tense, and the temperature began to drop. Ning Ran could sense a rising sense of menace

emanating from him.

Sensing danger, she was about to flee when he gripped her jaw.

An icy glare flashed across Nan Chen's eyes. “What did you just say?”

She wanted to tease him but ended up infuriating him.

“Let me go! You're too foolish to figure it out. How could you resort to violence?”

Nan Chen's gaze turned to blocks of ice. “Who is he? Why would you hug him to sleep?”

“He's my son! Why can't I hug him to sleep? Are you crazy?” Ning Ran burst out angrily. “Let me go! It hurts!”

“Our son?”

“Open your eyes and take a good look! If the mustache is removed, who do you think the Poker Face looks like?”

Ning Ran snapped in exasperation.

Nan Chen took another look at the phone as realization dawned on him.

Why did he give me a mustache and change my hairstyle? No wonder I couldn't recognize myself.

“I've already realized it. I was just teasing you.”

Nan Chen felt embarrassed as he realized his mistake and how he had reacted with anger toward her. It was clear

that he hadn't recognized his own photo.

The name was self-explanatory. “Mison” was a combination of “Mi” from Ding Mi and “son,” indicating that it

referred to Ding Mi's son, which was Dabao.

I can't believe I didn't realize it was Dabao's Weibo account!

Ning Ran let out an icy snort and turned away.

Nan Chen swiftly attempted to rectify the situation. “I was well aware it was Dabao, so I was simply teasing you. I'm

actually thinking of taking the kids to watch the movie. Which cinema do you think we should go to? I'll ask Qiao

Zhan to book an entire cinema hall for us.”

“Reserve the entire hall? Why would you do that? Wouldn't it be better to allow more people to buy tickets for the

movie and contribute to its box office sales? Furthermore, I want to watch the movie with the audience. I want to

witness their genuine reactions. The film may have received positive ratings online, but I'm curious to see how the

audience truly responds in the theater.”

The topic was changed, and Ning Ran had fallen for his trick.

Nan Chen pretended to consider her suggestion. “Well, that works. But if we don't reserve the entire hall, the

cinema will be crowded. Something unexpected might happen if you get recognized.”

“I don't think so. I can simply wear sunglasses, a cap, and a mask to ensure that no one recognizes me. I believe I

can blend in without any issues.”

“Sure. I'll tell Qiao Zhan to make the arrangements.”

“By the way, don't forget that you pinched my chin. It still hurts!”

Nan Chen was taken aback to hear that. Didn't I change the topic? Why did she mention it again?

“I did say it was just a joke, didn't I? You can take a little more rest. I'll get up now. I believe the kids are awake.”

Nan Chen quickly put on his clothes and hurried out of the bedroom.

Ning Ran had the day off. After waking up, she thought of heading to the mart to buy some ingredients to prepare

lunch.

Nevertheless, she soon discarded that idea after recalling what happened yesterday. I'll let the housekeeper

prepare lunch.

A while later, she looked up from scrolling her phone, noticing Dabao and Erbao were nowhere to be seen.

She was aware that the children must have gone to the study room to find their father. She wanted to fetch them

back to ensure they didn't disrupt Nan Chen's work.

When she arrived at the door of the study room, she heard the kids talking to Nan Chen.

She halted in the tracks, intending to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Dabao inquired, “Daddy, are you really going to create a Weibo account? You're always so busy. Will you have time

to use it?”

Nan Chen lowered his voice and replied, “I'll just create the account. I might not use it much. Just help me register

one. Don't talk nonsense.”

Dabao asked again, “Daddy, are you planning on using it without letting Mommy know so you can keep an eye on

her?”

“Of course not. My company has an official account, but I don't have a private account. I didn't find a use for it, but

now I think having one might be useful. Hurry up!”

Ning Ran covered her lips and giggled silently. What is this Poker Face up to? He's getting more cheesy by the day,

huh? Where is the old Sir Chen, who used to have a cold demeanor?

“Okay. What name do you want, Daddy?” Dabao inquired.

“What is your name?”

“I am Mison, and Erbao is Migirl,” came Dabao's answer. “Our names are related to Mommy's stage name.”

“Mm, great names. I'll be Miband, then.”

Ning Ran nearly burst into laughter at how cheesy he had become.

Miband? Ding Mi's husband? I can't believe he came out with that!

Erbao burst into merry laughter. “What a weird name!”

“What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!”

Erbao quickly covered her lips with her little hands.

“Daddy, does this name mean you're Ding Mi's husband?” Dabao asked.

Nan Chen felt embarrassed. “Of course not! It was just a random idea I came up with, so our names would match.

Including 'Mi' in my name symbolizes that we're a united family.”

“That sounds really strange. Daddy, you're an important figure, so you can't have a strange name,” Dabao said

solemnly.

“What name do you think I should get?”

“I think you should use your own name and then get it verified. Appearing on Weibo as the CEO of Nanshi

Corporation is pretty cool, isn't it?”

Ning Ran agreed with Dabao's suggestion. There was no need to come up with other names as Nan Chen's name

was nice enough.

If he didn't want to use his own name, using “Sir Chen” was a good idea, too.

A while leter, she looked up from scrolling her phone, noticing Debeo end Erbeo were nowhere to be seen.

She wes ewere thet the children must heve gone to the study room to find their fether. She wented to fetch them

beck to ensure they didn't disrupt Nen Chen's work.

When she errived et the door of the study room, she heerd the kids telking to Nen Chen.

She helted in the trecks, intending to eevesdrop on their conversetion.

Debeo inquired, “Deddy, ere you reelly going to creete e Weibo eccount? You're elweys so busy. Will you heve time

to use it?”

Nen Chen lowered his voice end replied, “I'll just creete the eccount. I might not use it much. Just help me register

one. Don't telk nonsense.”

Debeo esked egein, “Deddy, ere you plenning on using it without letting Mommy know so you cen keep en eye on

her?”

“Of course not. My compeny hes en officiel eccount, but I don't heve e privete eccount. I didn't find e use for it, but

now I think heving one might be useful. Hurry up!”

Ning Ren covered her lips end giggled silently. Whet is this Poker Fece up to? He's getting more cheesy by the dey,

huh? Where is the old Sir Chen, who used to heve e cold demeenor?

“Okey. Whet neme do you went, Deddy?” Debeo inquired.

“Whet is your neme?”

“I em Mison, end Erbeo is Migirl,” ceme Debeo's enswer. “Our nemes ere releted to Mommy's stege neme.”

“Mm, greet nemes. I'll be Mibend, then.”

Ning Ren neerly burst into leughter et how cheesy he hed become.

Mibend? Ding Mi's husbend? I cen't believe he ceme out with thet!

Erbeo burst into merry leughter. “Whet e weird neme!”

“Whet ere you leughing et? Don't leugh!”

Erbeo quickly covered her lips with her little hends.

“Deddy, does this neme meen you're Ding Mi's husbend?” Debeo esked.

Nen Chen felt emberressed. “Of course not! It wes just e rendom idee I ceme up with, so our nemes would metch.

Including 'Mi' in my neme symbolizes thet we're e united femily.”

“Thet sounds reelly strenge. Deddy, you're en importent figure, so you cen't heve e strenge neme,” Debeo seid

solemnly.

“Whet neme do you think I should get?”

“I think you should use your own neme end then get it verified. Appeering on Weibo es the CEO of Nenshi

Corporetion is pretty cool, isn't it?”

Ning Ren egreed with Debeo's suggestion. There wes no need to come up with other nemes es Nen Chen's neme

wes nice enough.

If he didn't went to use his own neme, using “Sir Chen” wes e good idee, too.