CHAPTER 141: 141: THIS WOMAN IS SICK.

Jiang Nuo thought, this woman must be crazy. Otherwise, why does she always have this attitude of "you mere mortals, I’m above arguing with you," when it was clearly her who was acting like a diva yesterday, getting Mu Nan all riled up.

Later, she came to him out of the blue, said a bunch of things, got angry on her own, and left.

But today, when she showed up, she looked as if someone else had provoked her, and she was graciously not holding it against everyone.

"Maybe she’s really got issues," Mu Nan quipped.

"Did I just say that out loud?" he wondered. Wasn’t that supposed to be an internal monologue?

"Yes, you said it out loud. Why, weren’t you planning to say it?"

Jiang Nuo shrugged: "This woman’s got a strong backing. I have to be careful." He glanced disdainfully at Mu Nan and said, "Didn’t you say yesterday that she should leave and never come back? So why is she here again today?"

Mu Nan spread his hands: "I wish too, but she’s got strong backing. I can’t do anything about it. Where the money talks, they’re the boss. Here, whether they pay or not, they’re still the boss."

"What do you mean? Her backer didn’t pay up?"

"Oh, he did, splashed more than ten million, being all generous. Told me to spend as I please, and ask for more if needed."

"Isn’t that a good thing?"

"Hah? What’s so good about it? I don’t even know how much this film can make, and he’s throwing so much at it. Is he investing in my movie, or is he using it to mess around with this woman?"

Jiang Nuo touched his nose: "Throwing too much money in isn’t necessarily a good thing either."

"There’s something fishy going on here, so don’t get involved," Mu Nan squinted. He had thought about it long last night and just couldn’t figure out why someone would go through hell and high water to join his crew. If it’s for his fame, well, he was a bit self-aware; that’s utter nonsense.

But if it’s for Jiang Nuo...

Mu Nan felt there was nothing impossible. Anyway, he had seen too many women in the entertainment circle trying to cling to Jiang Nuo. It was nothing surprising.

Besides, didn’t this woman cozied up to Jiang Nuo the very first day she arrived?

Trying to ingratiate with Jiang Nuo yet putting on an arrogant front, it was awfully awkward. He really hadn’t seen such a low EQ woman before, he was anxious just watching her. He couldn’t figure out what her backer saw in her, apart from that face, could it be her pure ’stupidity’?

"Why would I join the fun? I’m a married man, plus my wife is coming today. Hey, don’t always talk about me, let’s talk about yourself. Isn’t this woman beautiful, aren’t you tempted at all?"

"Tempted? The rabbit doesn’t eat the grass by its burrow, got it?"

"Got it, got it, as long as you can control yourself, everything will be fine."

"You punk, what do you mean by that? You’re making me sound like I’m a lecher. I like women, but I know what I can and cannot touch better than you. You, a wife slave, wouldn’t understand."

"I have a wife, no need to understand."

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Mu Qiuniang came right at lunchtime. She had visited Wei Manman at the hospital in the morning, giving her some scar-preventing ointment, and brought some food too. That girl was as happy as could be, completely forgetting she’d lost her role.

She even asked Mu Qiuniang to send a message to the crew, saying she was recovering well, asking everyone not to worry and that she’d visit the set later.

"Here’s the Haagen-Dazs ice cream Miss Wei asked me to bring. Each of you can have one after lunch."

"Wow! Sister Wei is so generous, each one costs several bucks!"

"Hahaha, Sister Wei is so thoughtful, knowing we work so hard filming on such hot days."

"Exactly, Sister Wei thinks of us."

...

After handing over the stuff to them, Mu Qiuniang quietly exited the crowd.

"Honey, thanks for your hard work!" Jiang Nuo held her hand, starting to flaunt his affection.

Over there, that woman, look carefully, huh, I belong to someone, belong to someone, belong to someone, stay away from me!

Mu Qiuniang, who was sporadically clung to, said she had gotten used to it, so she didn’t notice anything unusual about someone.

Jiang Nuo fetched tea, poured water, and massaged shoulders, serving thoroughly.

Watching this, Mu Nan felt a bit prickly and wanted to speak several times but had to hold his tongue, knowing someone’s intention: "Can we start eating yet?"

Hmph! If it wasn’t for Sister-in-law Jiang’s fantastic cooking, and wanting to mooch, he wouldn’t even bother coming over to be put up as a ’third wheel’.

"What’s the rush? Don’t you see your Sister-in-law Jiang just arrived, she needs a little rest," Jiang Nuo replied to him.

Mu Nan said, "I’m not in a hurry, but my stomach is." As he spoke, his stomach made a few growling noises.

Jiang Nuo was speechless, "You glutton, could you be the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie? You already had two breakfasts this morning." One was Mu Nan’s own breakfast, and the other he mooched off his snacks.

Do you know those were lovingly prepared by his wife to keep him going for a whole morning shoot?

But this guy without a clue snatched up two-thirds of them, almost angering Jiang Nuo to death.

"Just some snacks, can we get over it already? Sister-in-law Jiang, right? What delicious food have you made today?" Mu Nan lasered his eyes at the lunchbox, eager to open it.

"No way, this is made by my wife for me. If you want to eat, ask your wife."

"I don’t have a wife, let me mooch first. When I have a wife, welcome you to mooch as well."

"Get lost, will your wife’s cooking be as good as mine? My wife’s cooking skills are the best in the world!"

...

The two chatted while they had already opened up the lunch, arranging it on the low table.

"These are all made by my wife, my wife eats first." Jiang Nuo stopped Mu Nan’s attempt to grab food, served a bowl of dishes for Mu Qiuniang, then said, "Alright, you can eat now."

"You, I’m at a loss for words, okay?" Mu Nan said as he grabbed food.

"If you’re at a loss, then don’t eat."

"How is that possible, this is made by Sister-in-law Jiang."

"Can’t eating shut you up?"

"The mouth is for eating and talking. Naturally, when there’s food, it should also be able to speak."

Just then, that Xu Ruoxuan appeared again, dressed in the classic White Lady outfit, looking demure: "Director Mu, Brother Jiang, can I eat with you?"

Mu Nan and Jiang Nuo were a bit stunned: we aren’t that close, right? Didn’t you see even Xu Dachang didn’t come over? How big of a face does she think she has, insisting on joining us?

Mu Qiuniang glanced over, then calmly retracted her gaze: Oh, a newbie in the Cultivation World!

Not even in Foundation Establishment, yet her eyes seem to grow on top of her head, considering herself superior. If the young people in the Cultivation World today are all like her, there’s probably no hope.

Hmm! Maybe, she should take some time to visit her Master to see if any arrogant fools have shown up there and are embarrassing themselves.

"I personally cooked some dishes. Director Mu, Brother Jiang, you can have a taste." She stepped aside, revealing the assistant standing behind her, holding a very large box.

The box was placed on the ground, the lid lifted, revealing at least ten dishes in their containers. Through the transparent glass boxes, the vibrant colors of the stir-fry were vividly shown, looking very appetizing.