q Two days later, Cheng Xiangyun went to pick up the kids from the kindergarten as usual.
The schoolâs 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 âluxuriousâ.
Cheng Xiangyunâs car â a Honda â was basically regarded as a car driven by paupers.
Cheng Xiangyun parked her car some distance away so that the kids wouldnât be made fun of because of it.
The other kids wouldnât be able to tease Dabao and Erbao because they wouldnât know the truth.
âAunty Xiang,â said Erbao sweetly as she dashed into Cheng Xiangyunâs arms.
Erbao was a naughty little fairy who would hug Cheng Xiangyun tightly every time they meet. Her sweet gesture had always melted Cheng Xiangyunâs heart and made Cheng Xiangyun wished that those were her children, not Ning Ranâs.
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.
âAunty Xiang, what time would mommy be clocking off at work?â asked Erbao.
âYour mommy needs to work overtime today to make up for the delays caused by an incident two days ago so sheâll be in quite late. Weâd probably be asleep by the time she reaches home.â
âSo mommy wonât be having dinner with us tonight?â asked Erbao.
Cheng Xiangyun got suspicious. They didnât normally have meals with Ning Ran so why was Erbao asking about it all of a sudden?
âSweetie, is there something you want to tell me?â
âAunty Xiang, weâre friends, arenât we?â asked Erbao.
Cheng Xiangyun was surprised to hear that and answered, âYes, weâre friends.â
âFriends keep each otherâs secret, donât they?â asked Erbao again. This time, she was deliberately making her baby voice cuter and sweeter.
Cheng Xiangyunâs walls came up instantly. That kid was smarter than an average kid. Did she have something up her sleeves again?
âWhat exactly are you talking about?â
âFirst, you must answer my question,â said Erbao as she showed off her big, round eyes.
âYes, friends do keep each otherâs secret.â
âOkay, then you wonât tell mommy if I have dinner with Uncle Nan Chen, right?â
âYouâre having dinner with Mr. Chen? When?â
âIâm not sure yet. Iâm still working on inviting him over,â 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 didnât want to explain how difficult it was to invite Nan Chen over for dinner because she didnât want to crush Erbaoâs fantasies.
She didnât want to let Erbao send out that invitation either because the rejection wouldâve hurt Erbao even more.
âLetâs not do that, sweetie. Letâs just have dinner at home without anyone else bothering us,â said Cheng Xiangyun.
âBut I wanna invite Uncle Nan Chen over. He promised heâd treat us to lobsters,â pouted Erbao.
âHeâs a very busy man. He doesnât have time for that,â said Cheng Xiangyun.
âPlease promise me youâll at least try to invite him, Aunty Xiang,â said Erbao sweetly, âpretty please?â
â¦â¦
Nanshi Corporation Nan Chen was having a conference with a couple of high ranking executives, but he was distracted and kept checking his watch.
He needed to catch a flight that night to make it to the 18th birthday party of a European princess.
Nanshi Corporation was planning to build a huge scale construction site in that country. The project must be approved by the royal family.
The birthday party in question was being thrown for the kingâs favorite daughter, and only the most prestigious and powerful individuals were invited to that party.
Hence, Nan Chen could not afford to be late for that.
Jiang Zhe noticed Nan Chenâs worries so he reminded everyone, âMr. Chen needs to catch a flight to attend a European royal banquet. Please do keep things short and to the point.â
Upon hearing that, the executives sped everything up.
After the meeting ended, Nan Chen checked his watch and realized that he had less than two hours to catch the flight.
Since the destination was in Europe, a large amount of paperwork and time would be needed to get the approval to use a private plane.
Moreover, Nan Chen liked to keep a low profile so he rarely used his private plane. Instead, he chose to buy a first-class ticket and fly to Europe on a commercial plane.
Nanshi Corporation was one of the major shareholders of the Hua Cheng Airlines so the moment Nan Chen bought his first-class ticket, the airline stopped the sales of all other first-class tickets to ensure that Nan Chen was the only person in first-class.
Even the first-class stewards and stewardesses were to clear out of the cabin as Mr. Chen required complete silence during his flight. In a way, Nan Chen was chartering the entire first-class section.
âMr. Chen, do you need a change of clothes?â asked Jiang Zhe.
âThere isnât enough time. Iâll change after I landed. Have someone prepare a suit for me,â said Nan Chen.
âUnderstood, Mr. Chen.â
The car was prepped and was ready to rush to the airport at full speed, but Nan Chenâs personal phone rang the second the car left the parking lot.
That phone rarely rang because less than thirty people were privy to that phoneâs number. Most of the people who did have that number were members of the Nan Family who wouldnât have called it unless there was an emergency.
Hence, Nan Chen must be informed as soon as that phone rang, regardless of when or where, even if he was in the middle of an important meeting.
Jiang Zhe handed the phone over quickly and reported, âMr. Chen, itâs from the emergency line.â
Nan Chen took the phone and was surprised to see that it was an unknown number. That shouldnât have been possible because everyone who knew that number wouldâve had their number recorded on the phone too.
Since not many knew about this number, Nan Chen decided to pick it up. âThis is Nan Chen,â a deep voice traveled through the phone.
âUncle Nan Chen! Is that really you?â a young and childish voice came from the phone.
Nan Chen frowned in confusion. What is going on?
âUncle Nan Chen, is it really you? Talk to me, will ya?â the childish voice came again.
âYes, I am Nan Chen.â
âYay! I am the prettiest superheroine â Ning Sihan! Do you still remember me, Uncle Nan Chen?â
Nan Chenâs frown disappeared and was replaced by a slight upward curve of his lips.
Sitting on the passengerâs seat, Jiang Zhe was astonished. Did⦠Did his employer smile after picking up the call?
Nan Chenâs smiles were so rare that it was practically an annual event. Who was the person, or rather, the magical unicorn that could make Nan Chen smile with just a phone call?
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