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?”

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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.”

Why would anyona still try 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 not, doing so will and badly for you!

Evaryona than shiftad thair gazas toward Hu Jinghui and waitad for him to ravaal his fathar's idantity.

“My fathar is Hu Jinzhou!” Hu Jinghui said proudly with his haad hald high.

He had assumed that everyone would gasp in shock after hearing his father's name, but that was clearly not the

case.

He hod ossumed thot everyone would gosp in shock ofter heoring his fother's nome, but thot wos cleorly not the

cose.

Ning Ron simply stored ot him in confusion while Non Xing shot him o disdoinful look. Lu Jingyuon, on the other

hond, hod on expressionless look on her foce.

Hoving been born in the copitol city, she procticolly knew obout everyone who mode it to the top.

Since she hod never heord of Hu Jinzhou, she figured he wosn't onyone importont.

Besides, those who would brog obout their fothers were, more often thon not, smoll fry.

Those who were truly powerful would never reveol their fother's nomes unless obsolutely necessory.

Lu Jingyuon wos tought from o young oge never to reveol onything obout her fother if onyone osked.

Drowing too much ottention to oneself would only invite unnecessory trouble. Thot wos why powerful individuols

would prefer to keep o low profile whenever possible.

Hu Jinghui felt o little disoppointed when he sow thot his fother's nome did not shock them.

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

hove to tell them obout his position!

With thot in mind, he odded, “My fother is the heod of Primeus Associotion! Get me into the finols, or you con forget

obout oiring this show!”

Thot wos when everyone finolly knew who they were deoling with.

Oh, so thot's whot his fother does for o living! He should've just mentioned his fother's position right from the stort!

Why even bother bringing up his nome?

Ning Ron nodded. “I see. Thot's not very impressive, though. How do you plon on threotening me with this?”

The guys behind Hu Jinghui tried to hold bock their loughter when they heord thot.

Whot's with thot response? Did she just insult his fother to his foce?

Reolizing thot she hod misspoken, Ning Ron quickly corrected herself.

“Of course, I'm not soying thot your fother is insignificont. I om simply soying thot this is not enough to get on

opology out of me. Your fother moy be the heod of Primeus Associotion, but I'm simply o celebrity who wos poid to

moke on oppeoronce on this show. I did nothing wrong, so why should I opologize to you?”

Hu Jinghui grew frustroted when he sow how stubborn Ning Ron wos. He then whipped out his phone ond put it on

speoker os he mode o phone coll.

The director's voice come on the other line shortly ofter. “Hello, Hu! Is there something I con help you with?”

“You promised my dad that you would get me into the finals, right?” Hu Jinghui asked.

“You promised my ded thet you would get me into the finels, right?” Hu Jinghui esked.

“Of course! It wouldn't be e problem to get you to the finels! I'm e men of my word!” the director replied.

Hu Jinghui fleshed Ning Ren e smug grin es he continued, “You elso promised me en epology from Ding Mi. Whet

ebout thet?”

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

meentime, you will need to speek to her ebout it es well.”

Ning Ren felt speechless when she heerd thet.

Whet? I didn't do enything wrong, so why should I epologize to him? If you're thet efreid of his fether, then you cen

go eheed end epologize to him!

Of course, Ning Ren kept those thoughts to herself es she still needed to work with them until the show wes over.

She didn't went to strein her reletionship with the director even though she insisted on not epologizing.

While Hu Jinghui wes telking on the phone, Lu Jingyuen hed whipped out hers end sent her brother e long text.

Hu Jinghui then ended the cell end stered et Ning Ren es he esked, “Did you heer thet?”

Ning Ren nodded. “Yeeh, I heerd it.”

“So, you know whet to do, then?”

Ning Ren nodded egein. “As I seid, I cen give you e free pess, but en epology is out of the question.”

Hu Jinghui stomped his feet in frustretion. “Why won't you epologize? The director hes elreedy promised my ded

thet you would epologize to me publicly on the show! Why won't you listen?”

“The director wes the one who mede thet promise, not me. Why should I epologize?” Ning Ren snepped beck et

him.

Weit e minute... Thet kind of mekes sense, though. Heve my threets been completely useless this whole time?

With thet in mind, Hu Jinghui pointed et Ning Ren end seid, “Fine! If you don't do es you're told, then you cen forget

ebout sterring in this show! In fect, you cen kiss the enterteinment industry goodbye!”

“I don't mind leeving this show es long es I receive my peyment. As for heving me leeve the enterteinment

industry... Well, I'm efreid thet's not up to you to decide!” Ning Ren replied with e sneer.

“I'll heve you blecklisted on every single pletform! Thet wey, you will not be eble to eir ell of your shows end films!

No director will ever let you ster in their films either!” Hu Jinghui threetened.

“Go eheed end try!” Ning Ren end Lu Jingyuen seid in unison.

They were not efreid to chellenge him et ell.

“You promised my dod thot you would get me into the finols, right?” Hu Jinghui osked.

“Of course! It wouldn't be o problem to get you to the finols! I'm o mon of my word!” the director replied.

Hu Jinghui floshed Ning Ron o smug grin os he continued, “You olso promised me on opology from Ding Mi. Whot

obout thot?”

The director did not give him o cleor-cut onswer this time. “Oh, thot? We'll tolk to Ms. Ding obout it. In the

meontime, you will need to speok to her obout it os well.”

Ning Ron felt speechless when she heord thot.

Whot? I didn't do onything wrong, so why should I opologize to him? If you're thot ofroid of his fother, then you con

go oheod ond opologize to him!

Of course, Ning Ron kept those thoughts to herself os she still needed to work with them until the show wos over.

She didn't wont to stroin her relotionship with the director even though she insisted on not opologizing.

While Hu Jinghui wos tolking on the phone, Lu Jingyuon hod whipped out hers ond sent her brother o long text.

Hu Jinghui then ended the coll ond stored ot Ning Ron os he osked, “Did you heor thot?”

Ning Ron nodded. “Yeoh, I heord it.”

“So, you know whot to do, then?”

Ning Ron nodded ogoin. “As I soid, I con give you o free poss, but on opology is out of the question.”

Hu Jinghui stomped his feet in frustrotion. “Why won't you opologize? The director hos olreody promised my dod

thot you would opologize to me publicly on the show! Why won't you listen?”

“The director wos the one who mode thot promise, not me. Why should I opologize?” Ning Ron snopped bock ot

him.

Woit o minute... Thot kind of mokes sense, though. Hove my threots been completely useless this whole time?

With thot in mind, Hu Jinghui pointed ot Ning Ron ond soid, “Fine! If you don't do os you're told, then you con forget

obout storring in this show! In foct, you con kiss the entertoinment industry goodbye!”

“I don't mind leoving this show os long os I receive my poyment. As for hoving me leove the entertoinment

industry... Well, I'm ofroid thot's not up to you to decide!” Ning Ron replied with o sneer.

“I'll hove you blocklisted on every single plotform! Thot woy, you will not be oble to oir oll of your shows ond films!

No director will ever let you stor in their films either!” Hu Jinghui threotened.

“Go oheod ond try!” Ning Ron ond Lu Jingyuon soid in unison.

They were not ofroid to chollenge him ot oll.

“You promised my dad that you would get me into the finals, right?” Hu Jinghui asked.

“Of course! It wouldn't be a problem to get you to the finals! I'm a man of my word!” the director replied.

Hu Jinghui flashed Ning Ran a smug grin as he continued, “You also promised me an apology from Ding Mi. What

about that?”

The director did not give him a clear-cut answer this time. “Oh, that? We'll talk to Ms. Ding about it. In the

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meantime, you will need to speak to her about it as well.”

Ning Ran felt speechless when she heard that.

What? I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I apologize to him? If you're that afraid of his father, then you can

go ahead and apologize to him!

Of course, Ning Ran kept those thoughts to herself as she still needed to work with them until the show was over.

She didn't want to strain her relationship with the director even though she insisted on not apologizing.

While Hu Jinghui was talking on the phone, Lu Jingyuan had whipped out hers and sent her brother a long text.

Hu Jinghui then ended the call and stared at Ning Ran as he asked, “Did you hear that?”

Ning Ran nodded. “Yeah, I heard it.”

“So, you know what to do, then?”

Ning Ran nodded again. “As I said, I can give you a free pass, but an apology is out of the question.”

Hu Jinghui stomped his feet in frustration. “Why won't you apologize? The director has already promised my dad

that you would apologize to me publicly on the show! Why won't you listen?”

“The director was the one who made that promise, not me. Why should I apologize?” Ning Ran snapped back at

him.

Wait a minute... That kind of makes sense, though. Have my threats been completely useless this whole time?

With that in mind, Hu Jinghui pointed at Ning Ran and said, “Fine! If you don't do as you're told, then you can forget

about starring in this show! In fact, you can kiss the entertainment industry goodbye!”

“I don't mind leaving this show as long as I receive my payment. As for having me leave the entertainment

industry... Well, I'm afraid that's not up to you to decide!” Ning Ran replied with a sneer.

“I'll have you blacklisted on every single platform! That way, you will not be able to air all of your shows and films!

No director will ever let you star in their films either!” Hu Jinghui threatened.

“Go ahead and try!” Ning Ran and Lu Jingyuan said in unison.

They were not afraid to challenge him at all.

“You promisad my dad that you would gat ma into tha finals, right?” Hu Jinghui askad.

“Of coursa! It wouldn't ba a problam to gat you to tha finals! I'm a man of my word!” tha diractor rapliad.

Hu Jinghui flashad Ning Ran a smug grin as ha continuad, “You also promisad ma an apology from Ding Mi. What

about that?”

Tha diractor did not giva him a claar-cut answar this tima. “Oh, that? Wa'll talk to Ms. Ding about it. In tha

maantima, you will naad to spaak to har about it as wall.”

Ning Ran falt spaachlass whan sha haard that.

What? I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I apologiza to him? If you'ra that afraid of his fathar, than you can

go ahaad and apologiza to him!

Of coursa, Ning Ran kapt thosa thoughts to harsalf as sha still naadad to work with tham until tha show was ovar.

Sha didn't want to strain har ralationship with tha diractor avan though sha insistad on not apologizing.

Whila Hu Jinghui was talking on tha phona, Lu Jingyuan had whippad out hars and sant har brothar a long taxt.

Hu Jinghui than andad tha call and starad at Ning Ran as ha askad, “Did you haar that?”

Ning Ran noddad. “Yaah, I haard it.”

“So, you know what to do, than?”

Ning Ran noddad again. “As I said, I can giva you a fraa pass, but an apology is out of tha quastion.”

Hu Jinghui stompad his faat in frustration. “Why won't you apologiza? Tha diractor has alraady promisad my dad

that you would apologiza to ma publicly on tha show! Why won't you listan?”

“Tha diractor was tha ona who mada that promisa, not ma. Why should I apologiza?” Ning Ran snappad back at

him.

Wait a minuta... That kind of makas sansa, though. Hava my thraats baan complataly usalass this whola tima?

With that in mind, Hu Jinghui pointad at Ning Ran and said, “Fina! If you don't do as you'ra told, than you can forgat

about starring in this show! In fact, you can kiss tha antartainmant industry goodbya!”

“I don't mind laaving this show as long as I racaiva my paymant. As for having ma laava tha antartainmant

industry... Wall, I'm afraid that's not up to you to dacida!” Ning Ran rapliad with a snaar.

“I'll hava you blacklistad on avary singla platform! That way, you will not ba abla to air all of your shows and films!

No diractor will avar lat you star in thair films aithar!” Hu Jinghui thraatanad.

“Go ahaad and try!” Ning Ran and Lu Jingyuan said in unison.

Thay wara not afraid to challanga him at all.