Actually, when Jiang Nuo ca upstairs earlier, Mu Qiuniang had already noticed him. But since the morning sun was the perfect timing for cultivation, she didn't want to waste the opportunity and chose to ignore him.
After a while, Mu Qiuniang opened her eyes: "Why didn't you sleep a bit longer?"
"Honey, I missed you." Jiang Nuo, a grown man, showed no sha and dove over to hug her tightly. Standing at 1.8 ters, Mu Qiuniang's petite fra didn't even reach his shoulder—it felt more like hugging a child.
But he loved hugging her like this. She seed to lt into his embrace, and it felt utterly wonderful.
Hehe, can he admit that when they were kids and about the sa height, he had been resentful about not being able to hold her close whenever he wanted? Now that he finally could, there was no way he'd let her go!
"If you hold like this, I can't walk properly."
Before the words were even finished, Jiang Nuo scooped her up in his arms.
He grinned mischievously and said, "Hehe... My legs are longer, and I walk faster than you."
Mu Qiuniang: "..." Didn't even bother responding to him.
Breakfast was prepared by Mu Qiuniang—there was no other choice since Jiang Nuo was a kitchen assassin. Even when he followed seemingly correct recipes, his creations would carry a natural toxic aura, turning into dark culinary disasters. Apart from Mu Qiuniang, whose body could withstand the chaos, eating his food was a one-way ticket to disaster.
As a result, Jiang Nuo generally avoided the kitchen, lest he harm others.
A simple spread of at buns, side dishes, and black rice porridge was transford by Mu Qiuniang into a gourt masterpiece, leaving Jiang Nuo's belly full to bursting every ti.
"Honey, your cooking is amazing! I could never get tired of eating this for the rest of my life!" Jiang Nuo didn't forget to shower his wife with praise.
Sitting across the dining table, Mu Qiuniang adhered to the "don't speak while eating" tradition with an elegant dining posture, akin to a noblewoman's portrait. She was so graceful it seed like a visual guide for dining etiquette.
Not receiving a response didn't bother Jiang Nuo. He continued eating happily while admiring the lovely scenery. Hehe... His wife was indeed the prettiest, even when eating!
Although he couldn't cook, he could certainly wash dishes. After the al, he diligently tidied up the tableware.
When he returned, Mu Qiuniang had already prepared a fruit platter. Her creation looked like an open-tailed peacock—exquisite and artistic, practically a work of art.
"Hey, wait a minute." Seeing his wife about to dig in, Jiang Nuo quickly stopped her and started searching for his phone, "Where's my phone? This is so beautiful; I need to take a picture!"
Mu Qiuniang shrugged helplessly: "You left it on the bedside table last night."
"Honey, don't eat yet, wait for ..." Saying this, he hurried to the bedroom to fetch his phone.
The poor, abandoned phone had been left forgotten all night and was even powered off. Upon turning it on, a flood of calls, texts, and unread WeChat ssages bombarded the screen. Jiang Nuo didn't even glance at them, dismissing the notifications outright so he could take a picture of the fruit platter first.
After snapping the photo, he looked at Mu Qiuniang pitifully and said, "Honey, since our marriage has already been made public, can I post so daily life updates? Don't worry, I won't (for now) include pictures of you."
Mu Qiuniang thought that since people wouldn't know she made the dish anyway, she nodded her approval.
Jiang Nuo imdiately uploaded the picture gleefully, writing: [.jpg Wow! My wife's skills are amazing. I just managed to wash a dish, and the dessert was already prepared (drooling emoji).]
Right after posting, he received a call from Lu Mingchen: "Jiang Nuo, are you trying to kill ?! Why did you take so long to answer? Do you know I almost had a ltdown..."
Nervously glancing at Mu Qiuniang, Jiang Nuo noticed she was flipping through her sketchbook. Relieved, but slightly disappointed, he sighed. Sigh... They'd been married so long; shouldn't they have developed so chemistry by now? Why was his wife's attention never on him?
He went to the balcony with his phone: "Big brother, can you lower your voice? My wife nearly overheard you."
"So what if she hears? If you're afraid she'll overhear, why do you still act recklessly without consulting anyone? Jiang Nuo, are you determined to drive up the wall?!"
"No, no, I still rely on you, big brother."
"Then can I beg you, next ti you plan to do sothing, discuss it with first? Do you even know how much trouble your stunt caused? I got severely scolded by the higher-ups. Since last night, my phone has been ringing non-stop with people asking about your marriage... And heaven knows, before yesterday, I didn't even know you were married!"
...
In the living room, Mu Qiuniang seed focused on her sketchbook, but she hadn't turned a single page in quite so ti. Her ears twitched slightly, catching every word of soone's phone conversation clearly. Though she didn't understand why Jiang Nuo's announcent about his marriage seed to have caused so monuntal disaster, one thing was certain—Jiang Nuo was now in "trouble."
And this "trouble" appeared to be her fault.
On the balcony, Lu Mingchen continued instructing Jiang Nuo on keeping quiet about anything unless approved by his team, especially when it ca to posting on Weibo.
"Uh, big brother, I just posted sothing this morning..."
"Jiang Nuo, are you trying to drive insane?!" Lu Mingchen roared, giving soone a thorough scolding.
Mu Qiuniang frowned slightly, visibly displeased. She had never scolded Jiang Nuo, so who was this person to berate him so harshly? She didn't like this man and decided Jiang Nuo should limit his contact with him in the future.
Jiang Nuo obediently listened to the lecture, waiting until Lu Mingchen had finished venting before replying, "I didn't know, okay? Alright, alright, big brother, don't be angry. I'll be more careful from now on."
"Enough! Spare , young master. If you pull stunts like this again, I'll go bald from stress. Let check your Weibo post first." With that, the call abruptly ended.
Jiang Nuo felt a little defeated. When he posted, he truly hadn't thought that much about it!
Entering the living room, he saw Mu Qiuniang put down her sketchbook and say, "Jiang Nuo, I'm not too busy lately. If you need help with anything, you can let know." She was sincere.
Though she didn't understand the entertainnt industry much, when it ca to Jiang Nuo's matters, she would absolutely help him.
"Honey, you're the best!" Jiang Nuo bead happily and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Marrying you is the greatest blessing of my life!"
"Mhm!" Of course it was.
"Honey, I've been resting recently. Is there any place you'd like to visit? How about I take you on a vacation?"
Mu Qiuniang couldn't quite understand. Wasn't he in "trouble"? How did he still have ti and the mood to take her on a trip? n care about their pride—if he didn't want to tell her, so be it.
She didn't press him further and watched as he pulled out his phone to search for vacation spots.
While searching, Jiang Nuo teased her about being old-fashioned, saying it was ridiculous for soone her age to still not know her way around a phone. The couple's phones were matching models, yet apart from answering calls, Mu Qiuniang didn't use any other functions.
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