"Maybe it’s just that I don’t really like it, and I’m making a fuss over nothing," Lu Mingchen sighed and said.
There is no other way, having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he’s seen countless celebrity couples come together and break up, break up and come back together. They’re treating marriage like a child’s play.
Sometimes, he even doubts whether there is true love in the entertainment world.
And just a while ago, he always thought Jiang Nuo was single, but to his utter surprise, Jiang Nuo had secretly been married for several years right under his nose. If Jiang Nuo hadn’t disclosed it himself, he would’ve never known.
Once it was revealed, they flaunted their love every day, sharing their affection to the point it was overwhelmingly sweet. It almost made him believe in true love again!
Later on, after meeting Mu Qiuniang, he realized she truly is a virtuous and gentle wife; it’s Jiang Nuo’s fortune to have married her.
They complement each other so well; no couple in the world could be happier than they are. If even they broke up, then...
Jiang Nuo patted him on the shoulder, "Big Brother Lu, I know you’re looking out for me, and I need friends like you to constantly remind me not to make unnecessary mistakes. Everybody gets lax at times, and having someone to supervise can prevent many unnecessary troubles!"
Although Jiang Nuo doesn’t believe he would make such mistakes, he was truly pleased that someone cared so much about them as a couple.
That day, Lian Nicang didn’t come over, as if what happened last night never occurred. She remained the humble and eager-to-learn newcomer, polite to everyone.
Lu Mingchen couldn’t help thinking: Was it a misunderstanding on his part?
Because they had to rush back to Capital City the next day, the night’s filming went on until around three or four in the morning.
After hearing that he had a plane to catch that night, Lian Nicang specially prepared some warm elixir-stewed duck eggs for him. "Brother Jiang, have some of this; it’s good for staying up late. You can rest a bit while on the plane."
"Thank you! But I don’t need it; give it to Brother Lu instead. He’s pretty worn out too." Jiang Nuo took it and gave it directly to Lu Mingchen.
Lian Nicang’s expression showed a fleeting moment of disappointment.
Lu Mingchen: "..." Apparently, his suspicion was warranted?
Kyoto Airport, morning.
Mu Qiuniang arrived very early. She found a seat in the lounge, sent her location to Jiang Nuo, and then lowered her head to start sketching.
Before starting, she didn’t deliberately think about what to draw; she just casually doodled with her pencil.
"Wow! You’re drawing Jiang Nuo, aren’t you? It looks just like him!"
A voice sounded next to her, and she looked up to see a very young girl, wearing the latest trendy lace A-line dress, gray, with a white T-shirt, white flat shoes, and long black hair down to her waist—a true campus-style national goddess.
"You’re Jiang Nuo’s wife, right? I’m his fan, Ai Qian." The girl’s eyes sparkled as she reached out her hand to Mu Qiuniang, smiling.
"Hello!" Although not accustomed to the handshake etiquette, Mu Qiuniang still extended her hand.
Ai Qian shook the phone in her hand, saying, "When I first saw you, I couldn’t believe it, meeting you in an airport . But Jiang Nuo just complained on his Weibo a few days ago that his wife left him alone to go to Kyoto, making him a lonely man."
Well, Jiang Nuo has the habit of posting on Weibo willy-nilly; she couldn’t do anything about it. When she’s with him, he holds back a little and doesn’t post everything, but as soon as she’s not...
Thinking of how he even sent a flirty article to her, telling her to study hard, Mu Qiuniang blushed a little.
"Ah?! You’re blushing?! Jiang Nuo was right, you are the shyest..." Ai Qian exclaimed as if discovering a new continent, exceptionally delighted.
Originally, she was just a little embarrassed about her privacy being exposed to others, but after being pointed out this way, Mu Qiuniang blushed even more.
When Jiang Nuo got off the plane and found his wife, what he saw was his wife being "bullied."
"Wife..." He immediately walked over and pulled Mu Qiuniang into his arms, protective posture in full display.
"Jiang Nuo?!" Ai Qian’s eyes lit up instantly. "I’m your fan, can I get your autograph?"
Sure enough, some fans have claimed that wherever Mu Qiuniang appears, Jiang Nuo will surely be around.
Her wait here paid off; she finally met Jiang Nuo.
"Sure, where should I sign?" While speaking, Jiang Nuo winked at Mu Qiuniang and squeezed her little hand, hoping she wouldn’t be mad.
Having just been teased and now held in his arms, Mu Qiuniang felt extremely uncomfortable: "People are watching!"
"So what if people are watching? Hugging my own wife isn’t illegal," Jiang Nuo said with a smile, looking energetic, without a hint of staying up all night.
"Right, right, hugging your own wife isn’t illegal. Idol, I support you!" Ai Qian said, taking out a notebook from her backpack, "Please sign here."
"See, even my fans say that." Jiang Nuo proudly raised his chin at Mu Qiuniang, then quickly signed his name in Ai Qian’s notebook.
Mu Qiuniang couldn’t resist pinching his waist secretly: Don’t overdo it!
Jiang Nuo’s response was to swiftly lean down and peck his wife on the cheek.
Instantly, Mu Qiuniang’s face turned as red as a tomato, embarrassed and angry: "Jiang Nuo!"
Ai Qian gasped in amazement: Wow! A classic scene happening right here! What a pity she didn’t record it or take a picture.
Her heart filled with regret.
Quickly, this regret was interrupted by chaos. The repeated cries of "Jiang Nuo" caught the attention of the surrounding crowd.
Couple that with Jiang Nuo’s understated charm that can’t be hidden once recognized, a star aura that a covered jade pendant couldn’t completely mask, suddenly many people noticed him.
"Ah! Jiang Nuo, I see Jiang Nuo?!"
"Oh my God?! I see the real Jiang Nuo?!"
"Quick! He’s leaving!"
"Uh-oh! We’ve been spotted!" Jiang Nuo wasted no time, pulling Mu Qiuniang as they ran.
Ai Qian, clutching her signed notebook, was a bit dazed: She hadn’t even taken a photo with her idol yet!
"This way." At such a time, it was up to the incredibly reliable Mu Qiuniang to take charge. She grabbed his hand, making quick turns, and taking advantage of the lack of people and cameras, effortlessly led them through a wall.
Jiang Nuo’s eyes widened: Through?! We actually went through?!
Oh my gosh?! He really thought he’d smash right into it, get a cracked head, and gush with blood. Instead, the wall seemed like an illusion, appearing solid but feeling like nothingness.
"Wife, you’re amazing!" Even when they reached the hotel, Jiang Nuo’s heart was still pounding with disbelief.
He really went through a wall just now?!
Did he really just fly through the air? Just now?!