"Weren't you just saying that your spiritual support is your male idol?" Li Weiqiao teased nonchalantly.
"Bro, I was wrong. You're my spiritual support, really, you're my male idol, and the one who gives me money, food, and clothes. In this world, no one treats me better than you..." Li Qiqi hurriedly fed her brother some "Love Potion."
Boohoo... Her brother gives her at least a hundred thousand yuan a month for living expenses, not including occasional dining out and shopping sprees.
It's quite strange; other wealthy guys are always taking their "girlfriends" out to play, but her brother always takes her.
In her brother's words, there are so many rich bad men out there, if he doesn't hurry and let her "experience" things, what if she's easily "taken" away by someone?
Though she thinks her brother makes sense, she can't help but tease: no wonder he can't find a girlfriend.
Returning home, Jiang Nuo saw Li Qiqi's Weibo post and directly reposted it: [Took my wife out for dinner today, met a particularly adorable fan. I seriously doubt it, are you a fan of my wife?〣(?Δ?)〣]
Li Qiqi saw the post from her male idol and excitedly replied: [Idol, how did you find out this secret?!〣(?Δ?)〣 You won't abandon me, right? Please don't, I really like Mu Qiuniang T^T]
Jiang Nuo replied: [Send me your address in a private message, so my wife can send you something she made herself (*/ω＼*)(*/ω＼*)(*/ω＼*) Can I say, my wife is amazing?]
Li Qiqi exclaimed in surprise: [Really really really?!〣(?Δ?)〣 I definitely want it, Idol, let Qiuniang wait for me...]
After posting on Weibo, Li Qiqi quickly sent a private message: [Idol, here's my address. By the way, is it true?]
Jiang Nuo: [It is. Get ready for a surprise.]
Li Qiqi started rolling around the sofa in excitement, unable to hold back, she called her brother.
"Qiqi, what are you doing up so late instead of sleeping?" Li Weiqiao had just gotten into bed, expressing his reluctance as he had just fallen asleep, okay?
"Bro. The idol is sending me something, and it's made by Qiuniang herself—" Li Qiqi exclaimed excitedly.
Li Weiqiao: "..."
"I don't know what it might be? The idol said it's a surprise. Could it be some food made by the idol?" Upon mentioning food, Li Qiqi jumped up with joy, "Ahhh... delicacies?! Qiuniang's cooking is the best."
Li Weiqiao quickly replied: "Keep your voice down, what if you wake up mom and dad?"
Li Qiqi hurriedly covered her mouth: "Hehe, got a bit carried away."
"You know it too? Alright, go to sleep early, your brother has work tomorrow."
Getting hung up by her brother, Li Qiqi expressed: My brother is so uninteresting, no wonder he can't find a girlfriend, serves him right!
Li Qiqi made another call to her best friend.
Her best friend, also a fan of the idol, was equally thrilled. She even started bargaining with her, asking if she could let her have the "gift."
"Qiqi, aren't we best friends?"
"No way! Even best friends have limits."
"You're so greedy, you already have the idol's autograph, and you still won't share. Not happy..."
"Unhappy but what can you do, it's all mine anyway, don't even think about it. Next time if you meet the idol, you can ask him yourself."
"This is a rare opportunity, okay? If I were as lucky as you, would I need to ask? Hmph! Stingy, be careful you won't have any friends left."
"Even if I won't have any friends, I won't let it go. Other things maybe, but when it comes to my idol, absolutely not."
...
Mu Qiuniang had no idea someone had designs on her handkerchief. It was only later, when she went to use it, that she always found she was missing one.
Where could that missing one have gone?
There were too many of these practice items for Mu Qiuniang to mind.
After finishing dinner and coming back, it was already quite late. However, Mu Qiuniang had a habit of showering before bed, so while she was showering, Jiang Nuo secretly picked out the simplest handkerchief and tucked it into his pocket.
These handkerchiefs were all embroidered by his wife, hehehe, how many women know how to embroider these days? That's why his wife is the best!
When Jiang Nuo woke up the next day, he found that a huge commotion had erupted on his Weibo feed.
[Idol, idol, I want a gift too!]
[Boo hoo... surprise, surprise, I want a surprise too, idol! ●▽●]
[There's favoritism!]
[Idol, you can't be so biased. Others have autographs, photos, and 'gifts,' while I have nothing!]
[Pouting, rolling for a gift!]
[(ˇ?ˇ) want～(ˇ?ˇ) want～(ˇ?ˇ) want～(ˇ?ˇ) want～(ˇ?ˇ) want～]
[+1.]
[+10086.]
[+10086.]
[+10086.]
...
Chaos also erupted under Li Qiqi's Weibo post.
[OP, please show the gift!]
[Name your price, I'll buy the gift.]
[Reveal, please!]
[Is the idol your relative, beauty?]
[Same rice flour, why the treatment disparity? I want some too!]
[Just a weak question: can I have one too?]
...
Jiang Nuo smilingly replied: [She's not my fan; she's my wife's fan!]
Instantly, the commotion below continued.
[Wait, I think I discovered a truth!]
[Ah… I see, being a fan of the idol's wife = surprise gift.]
[Idol, I'm also a fan of your wife, plea for a gift!]
[Above, you're despicable, selling out your dignity for a gift! But well done, I want a gift too, preferably something personal from the idol.]
[Actually, I'm more curious about what kind of 'surprise gift' the idol mentioned is?]
[Same ask.]
...
Jiang Nuo picked a fan's question and replied: [Since it's a surprise, of course I can't casually reveal it, wait until @Qiqi(^_^)∠※ receives the gift, then it will be unveiled.]
"What are you doing?" Seeing someone playing with their phone while eating, Mu Qiuniang asked.
"I also want to have little secrets, is that okay?" Jiang Nuo blinked innocently.
Mu Qiuniang: "..."
Just after breakfast, Jiang Nuo received a call from his agent, Lu Mingchen, who said there was a movie being shot that wanted him to perform a cameo role.
"Didn't you say, you wanted me to appear less before the public recently?" Jiang Nuo looked innocent. Could he say, he just wanted to enjoy a "long vacation" and spend more time with his wife?
Lu Mingchen, already familiar with his nature, replied speechlessly: "Director Zhang said you owe him a favor, wants you to repay it now."
Jiang Nuo rubbed his nose: "Oh, it's old Zhang, why didn't you say so earlier?"