"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Nuo's wife, Mu Qiuniang. You can call me Qiuniang..." Mu Qiuniang smiled at everyone.
When she smiled, it was like a warm ray of sunshine spilling down from the sky, flowers blooming, and a butterfly dancing among them.
Everyone, including the camera crew, was momentarily stunned. She wasn't particularly stunning at first glance, but her smile was breathtaking.
Seeing everyone dazed, Jiang Nuo coughed discontentedly, "Ahem! Have you seen enough?"
His face was saying: This is my wife, what are you looking at? No matter how much you look, she's still my wife.
The director noticed that Jiang Nuo and his wife were wearing similar clothes, clearly matching outfits. She hinted to the cameraman to get a close-up.
"Would you like to have breakfast together?" Although Mu Qiuniang usually didn't talk much, she actively invited them for Jiang Nuo's sake.
Before the director could refuse, Jiang Nuo said jealously, "Wife, didn't you say you'd only make breakfast for me before?"
Mu Qiuniang felt a bit helpless, "What do you want for breakfast?" She really couldn't recall ever making such a promise to Jiang Nuo.
"I want eight treasure porridge, tofu pancakes, and a cup of soy milk." Jiang Nuo actually started ordering.
As for the crew, Mu Qiuniang didn't ask again, but an hour later, when breakfast was served, everyone from the crew endured having just one serving of breakfast.
"Wife~" Jiang Nuo looked at the breakfasts in their hands, heartbroken, as if parents forcibly shared their child's beloved toy with his friends.
Seeing his expression, the crew felt embarrassed. Wasn't the great Jiang supposed to be gentlemanly, handsome, courteous, and graceful?
This petty, jealous attitude really didn't match his usual public image.
But honestly, the breakfast Jiang's wife made looked incredibly delicious.
The eight treasure porridge was a mix of various beans and grains, colors distinct and consistency just right, with a seductive aroma inviting you to taste it.
And when you actually taste it, you feel it's the best porridge you've ever had in your life.
The pancake buns were also crafted adorably and delicately, fried to a golden hue, placed on a plate lined with green paper, almost becoming a craftwork.
Although it felt a bit cruel to ruin it, the temptation of the food compelled you to pick up a bun and stuff it in your mouth. When you did, your eyes widened, not daring to believe it was this delicious?!
One bite and you couldn't stop; even a single bun felt not enough to fill the gap between your teeth. And there was still the porridge.
Besides that, there was a bowl of soy milk.
This soy milk was served in a simply and beautifully styled white porcelain bowl, the white liquid seemingly not extraordinary at first glance. But when you drank a bit, a chubby baby appeared bathing inside the bowl.
The director was the first to discover there was something in the bowl. When she accidentally found a cute little head peeking out from the soy milk, she was extremely surprised.
When she drank a bit more, and the chubby baby emerged fully from the bowl, she hugged the bowl and stared for a while.
Impossible, the chubby baby in the bowl was so adorable, full of spiritual energy, as if it was about to crawl out of the bowl.
Just then, she heard the cameraman beside her express surprise, and when she looked over, there was also a chubby baby in his bowl.
Only the chubby baby in her bowl was bathing, while the one in the cameraman's bowl was "climbing the wall," looking like it was about to crawl out.
It turned out to be different from hers?!
The director quickly checked all the staff's soy milk bowls and found that each person's bowl had a chubby baby with different postures, some bathing, some climbing walls, some crying, some laughing...
Each expression was unique, yet all were full of spiritual energy and lifelike.
The director had never seen such bowls before; they were indeed too special. She couldn't help but think of making a close-up of these bowls, planning to add subtitles in post-production: Jiang's household bowls are truly adorable, I wish I could take one home.
After a conflicted breakfast, Jiang Nuo said, "You wash your own dishes, my wife doesn't serve outsiders."
The director felt awkward. So this guy is still jealous?
She felt the image of the great Jiang in her heart had collapsed. When the show was being planned, she was excited about his participation and quickly volunteered for the task of filming him.
But now...
Ignorance is bliss!
There's no hurt without comparison!
The director's mind was full of these thoughts.
Since it's a show, it naturally couldn't always be at Jiang's house, although she was quite curious about his private space.
After breakfast, she gave Jiang the first task card: [Pack your luggage: A marriage naturally includes a honeymoon, why don't we travel for the honeymoon?]
When Jiang Nuo heard "honeymoon," his long-unhappy face finally showed joy, "You're finally being reasonable."
He turned and asked Mu Qiuniang where she wanted to go for their honeymoon. Back when they got married, for the sake of secrecy, they didn't even take wedding photos, let alone go on a honeymoon.
Jiang Nuo was full of regret, "Wife, I'm sorry, I haven't given you anything."
Mu Qiuniang wanted to say that she never considered this marriage real. She always thought it was a fake one.
"Whether or not we take wedding photos or have a honeymoon doesn't matter, what's important is that you feel happy."
"Wife, you're really too good to me, I'm so happy~" Jiang Nuo said, moved.
Those around them only felt like they were being force-fed with affection!
No wonder this woman could captivate the great Jiang. Not only could she capture his stomach (after tasting her breakfast, they were willing to be captured), but her skill with sweet words was also top-notch.
Searching among the crew, not everything could be packed indiscriminately, and not everything fit into a suitcase.
The task card required: Besides clothes, everything else had to be handed over to the crew.
Jiang Nuo hesitated for a moment, "Why?" Shouldn't you bring a camera, maps, phone, passports, etc., when you travel for a honeymoon?
At that time, there were also his wife's must-carry sketchbook and pen.
"This is the task." The director tried her best to ignore Jiang Nuo's handsome face, resisting temptation, keeping a straight face.
"Can't we negotiate?"
The director thought he wanted to bring something like a phone and quickly refused. No kidding, for the sake of the show's effect, how could we proceed if he had a phone?
Jiang Nuo said, "My wife likes to draw, can you allow her to bring her sketchbook and pen?"
The director was slightly surprised: Jiang Nuo's wife is an artist?!