The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 565: Despair in Happiness

Mu Qiuniang thought for a moment and seriously replied, "It’s possible!"

Jiang Nuo almost cried, "Honey, don’t be like this?"

Mu Qiuniang looked innocent, "Weren’t you the one who told me not to wait for you before?"

"Uh... I was just saying it casually, honey, you shouldn’t take everything seriously."

"What should I take seriously and what shouldn’t I?"

"Well... whichever makes you happy, take that seriously." Jiang Nuo could only sigh and say.

Mu Qiuniang couldn’t help but laugh and shook her head.

"Honey, don’t laugh, I genuinely feel like I’ve dug myself a hole."

Actually, Mu Qiuniang vaguely felt that Jiang Nuo had been a bit different recently.

But she wasn’t sure what the problem was exactly; she hadn’t secretly investigated, but the results showed everything was normal.

Not only that, even when she secretly checked his body while he was asleep at night, she found no issues with his health.

It’s as if he had entered a period of fatigue towards cultivation, showing active enthusiasm for it but with a ’three days fishing, two days drying nets’ mindset.

Mu Qiuniang felt a bit helpless.

Could it be the excuse she found for him at the time—getting too deeply into character from acting, unable to come out?

To capture the feeling of acting, Jiang Nuo hadn’t been holding various scripts, asking her to help read his lines at home.

Mostly scenes of a couple in love about to part, filled with reluctance and painful despair.

Mu Qiuniang wasn’t suited for acting; no matter how emotionally charged the scene, without Jiang Nuo’s lead, she just recited like she was reading a book.

Yet Jiang Nuo didn’t mind, still performed the character passionately.

He even recorded it, critiquing his own expressions—was this expression sorrowful enough, the kind knowing once gone, there might not be a return; did that expression show the male lead’s deep love for the female lead, making people instantly aware of the profound affection.

Mu Qiuniang: "..."

Why, in the camera, does Jiang Nuo look like a deeply affectionate male lead, but when looking at her lens, it seems like it’s "casting pearls before swine," breaking the scene?

Next time Jiang Nuo wanted her to act with him, she would say, "Ah Nuo, let’s not shoot this?"

"Why not shoot it?" Jiang Nuo raised an eyebrow, "We must shoot it, honey. If we don’t shoot it, how will I know where my expression’s off? This movie is very important, I definitely have to do it well."

"But don’t you feel like my expressions are too few?"

"You’re just helping me rehearse, not having you act, what’s there to fear? Hehehe... Honey, come on, come on~"

Mu Qiuniang felt quite helpless, being dragged by him to practice a lot of scenes.

This year’s Spring Festival at the Mu family was quite different, coupled with the ancestor worship just concluded, all relatives from the Mu family nationwide who should return, returned. Those who didn’t, entrusted parents or siblings to bring something back.

On such a joyous day, the weddings of Mu Cheng and Mu Bai were finally held in time.

Perhaps because of Mu Qiuniang’s influence, Mu Bai became fond of traditional attire, even having a traditional wedding. Not only did she wear gorgeous Hanfu wedding attire, but even the bridesmaids wore beautiful Hanfu.

Of course, only her wedding dress was made by Mu Qiuniang herself, with exquisite patterns all handcrafted. Even her hair flowers were made by Mu Qiuniang.

Mu Bai was thrilled, "Great-grandma, you’re simply amazing, I don’t know when I could ever learn your skills."

"Just focus on practicing calligraphy well, you can’t chew too much at once."

"Sigh... That’s why I say great-grandma is incredible, feels like you can do everything. In my lifetime, only when I perfect calligraphy will I live up to you. Otherwise, I’m really embarrassed to tell people I’m your descendant, it’d be such a disgrace." Mu Bai encouraged herself.

Though her calligraphy isn’t even half as good as Mu Qiuniang’s now, in the actress circle, her calligraphy is quite decent. Under Mu Qiuniang’s guidance, she’s progressed rapidly, even surpassing her brother Murong.

And she often showcases her work online, driving her fans crazy.

[@Little Bai, I know it, you must be a super fan of @Goddess Qiuniang, look at your writing, getting more and more like @Goddess Qiuniang!]

[Hahaha... @Little Bai, keep it up! Your writing is becoming more beautiful! I think even if you fail in your career, you can live by calligraphy. @Goddess Qiuniang, will surely be deeply moved. Wait, why do I feel my adjectives are a bit off?]

[Seeing @Little Bai’s hard work in calligraphy, I couldn’t help picking up the brush from back then. Although not as good as @Little Bai, seeing my daily progress makes me so happy.] 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

[@Little Bai is truly amazing! I’ve used your story as an inspiration for my niece. That little girl is diligently practicing calligraphy these days. She says, given she’s younger, she’ll definitely write better than @Little Bai with effort. Hahaha...]

[@Little Bai, congratulations on your wedding!]

[@Little Bai is a military marriage, be blissful!]

[@Little Bai, don’t forget to share the wedding video with us, we want to see your wedding attire. We’ve long heard that your wedding dress was handmade by @Goddess Qiuniang. Anything by Qiuniang must be top-notch, you have to show it off.]

[Yes, yes, please show @Qiuniang’s wedding attire photos.]

[Please show.]

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Mu Bai looked at her fans’ messages, laughing at Mu Qiuniang, "Great-grandma, look, it’s my wedding, yet they’re all focused on the wedding dress you made for me. It’s too much, aren’t I the star?"

Murong laughed, "Sis, your wedding attire isn’t as pretty as our master’s, of course, people won’t look at you."

Mu Bai, unconvinced, stood up and even walked around in front of him, "Take a good look, don’t I look pretty in this outfit? Like a fairy descending from the heavens, okay?"

"Yes, yes, like a fairy descending, sis, why don’t you say you’re the Queen Mother ascending?"

"Get out! The Queen Mother is so old, if I’m going to be anyone, it’s a fairy, that’s what you call beauty." Mu Bai lifted her chin with a ’you don’t appreciate’ expression.

Murong laughed till he was out of breath, "Sis, you’re too funny, hahaha... If it wasn’t for master’s beautiful outfit, with your attitude, you might not get married. Only our eldest cousin pitied you, marrying you just to spare others from your harm..."

"Damn it! Arong, are you looking for a beating today? What do you mean I can’t get married? I’m about to get married now, and can’t you see this wedding attire I’m wearing?"

"Sis, that’s why I said, our eldest cousin pitied you, scared you’d know the truth, so he married you."

"Would you dare say this to your eldest cousin?"

Murong let out two ’hehe’ laughs, of course, he couldn’t admit nor deny that. Even though he’s a cultivator now, he wouldn’t dare provoke his eldest cousin with a strong aura casually.

That guy, with a random sneak attack, he would fall.