The totally clueless Xu Ruoxuan felt much better after the Second Senior Brother’s words of comfort and began thinking of ways to get closer to Jiang Nuo under the guise of "enduring humiliation for the greater good".
Because of her unwillingness, her attitude toward Jiang Nuo was sowhat conflicted, which explained why she had been acting so strangely these past few days.
She turned to the internet to search how normal won win over n, and stumbled upon the phrase: "To win a man’s heart, you must first captivate his stomach," and suddenly, it all made sense.
And that’s why there was today’s lunch.
Besides, this al wasn’t even cooked by her; it was ordered from so advanced restaurant, and she had the assistant switch it to unbranded lunch boxes for delivery.
Her "good intentions" went unappreciated, leaving Xu Ruoxuan thoroughly dissatisfied. Especially when a certain soone was still showing off their relationship in public!
Hmph!
Go ahead and enjoy yourself for now, but when you’re hopelessly infatuated with and I don’t let you experience the pain of "yearning without return", then I’m not Xu Ruoxuan!
"Clang—"
Thinking this, Xu Ruoxuan suddenly threw down her chopsticks and left.
Mu Nan paused in his eating and looked at Jiang Nuo: What exactly is that woman here for?
Jiang Nuo shrugged: How would I know?
Mu Qiuniang had already finished eating: "Should I wait for you?"
"Of course, wait for , wifey. I want to go ho with you after work," Jiang Nuo blinked expectantly.
In truth, he hoped to go ho with her every day.
"Alright."
Jiang Nuo showed a happy smile.
Mu Nan: Dammit! Don’t you two ever stop? Flaunting your relationship here all day, what’s that all about?
Xu Ruoxuan either did it on purpose or not, but when she stood there silently, she really resembled White Snake, though as soon as she spoke, sothing felt off.
It was as if White Snake was possessed by a ghost, which infuriated Mu Nan to no end. He couldn’t help but curse out the scriptwriter: "Change the script for !"
The scriptwriter tentatively asked, "To what extent?"
Mu Nan pointed directly at Xu Ruoxuan and said, "Change it so she can act."
The scriptwriter was on the verge of tears: Boohoo... This woman acts like an ice queen, just needs to stand there and say nothing.
But the character setup in "Fahai Doesn’t Understand Love" wasn’t like this, changing it would ruin the classic character.
Unable to shoot the White Snake scenes, Mu Nan decided to shoot other scenes first. Anyway, soone else was financing it, so he didn’t have to save money for investors.
"Change the background, shoot other people first, we’ll hold off on White Snake..." With that one sentence, he changed the entire shooting schedule.
The staff dared not complain; after all, it wasn’t the director who wanted to change things for no reason, soone wasn’t pulling their weight.
Sigh... Having connections is a good thing; even if your acting is bad, you don’t have to worry, you can always throw money at it.
"Wifey, it’s my turn. Later, I’ll act as a particularly handso hunk for you," Jiang Nuo grinned cheekily at Mu Qiuniang and went on stage.
Mu Qiuniang blinked her eyes: Could it be that in his mind, monks are handso?
But to be fair, wrapped in a bright red kasaya with a staff in hand, his chiseled face exuded an ascetic aura, and as the light fell from behind him, he appeared particularly tall and imposing.
Coupled with that powerful aura, an invincible, brave, and just, firm-willed, and highly respected enlightened monk appeared before them, worthy of admiration.
The wind blew at his kasaya and billowed his sleeves, giving the impression that he could rule the world with just a wave of his hand.
Mu Qiuniang’s breath hitched slightly, her pupils dilated.
They say a man focused on his work is particularly handso, and he is extraordinarily so.
She suddenly thought that not all bald heads looked bad; at least Jiang Nuo’s bald head was quite pleasing to the eye.
Not far away, Xu Ruoxuan looked at Jiang Nuo, her gaze sowhat enchanted.
So handso!
Even better looking than her Second Senior Brother, he’s truly amazing!
But alas, just a re human, otherwise...
Even though it was hard to pull away, Xu Ruoxuan forced herself to look away and turned her head to see Mu Qiuniang watching Jiang Nuo intently, admiration unhidden in her eyes.
Her mood plumted instantly, reaching its lowest point.
Even if he was just an ordinary human, since he was destined to be hers, she wouldn’t let anyone else covet him, especially this woman!
For no particular reason, she found this woman exceedingly annoying.
Seeing everyone focused on Jiang Nuo’s performance, Xu Ruoxuan walked directly to Mu Qiuniang and with a cold face said, "Co with ."
With that, she turned and left.
Mu Qiuniang glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to watch her handso husband.
Xu Ruoxuan walked a few steps and found: What? That woman didn’t follow?! Her guts were incredibly big!
Rejected, she turned back imdiately: "I told you to follow , are you deaf?" Although her voice was low, the anger in it was not concealed.
Mu Qiuniang remained calm: "If I follow you just because you say so, wouldn’t that make lose face?"
"Do you dare to defy ?! Mu Qiuniang, do you know who I am?"
"If even you don’t know who you are, how should I know?"
"You..." Xu Ruoxuan grit her teeth, "You ungrateful woman."
"I have a face, no need for you to give one. But if you have no face, I don’t mind giving you one."
"Ah..." Xu Ruoxuan couldn’t hold back her anger and charged at Mu Qiuniang, pulling out a Sleeve Sword, chanting a mantra, and stabbing toward Mu Qiuniang’s face.
This face was too much of an eyesore, she wanted it destroyed!
The filming Jiang Nuo and others all jumped at the scream, thinking sothing had happened, and quickly looked over. Jiang Nuo’s heart leapt to his throat at the sight.
Damn it! What is that woman trying to do?! Using a knife to attack my wife?!
"Wifey, watch out!" Jiang Nuo shouted anxiously.
Mu Qiuniang remained eerily calm. Just as the Sleeve Sword was about to hit her face, with only a centiter gap, she slightly shifted her foot.
Like a scene in slow-motion, the Sleeve Sword brushed past her face. Despite the slight move, she appeared to remain as if she hadn’t moved at all.
Xu Ruoxuan was first surprised she missed, then realized she had used too much force and couldn’t stop herself, so she and the sword ended up lunging forward.
"Ah—"
Xu Ruoxuan scread in fear.
With a "thud," she fell to the ground. As for the Sleeve Sword, it buried half its blade into the ground, indicating just how strong her thrust had been. If this sword had hit Mu Qiuniang’s face, forget disfigurent, her life might have been forfeit.
Jiang Nuo rushed over, his heart pounding wildly, and quickly enveloped Mu Qiuniang in his arms: "Wifey, are you alright? You scared to death. What would I do if sothing happened to you?"
He couldn’t even bear to imagine.
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