The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife

Chapter 379: He is not Qiao Zhichuan (4th update, asking for monthly votes)

The clean and handsome face, with a delicate chin and distinguished eyebrows, especially those thin red lips, like peach petals. That sort of enchanting boy who seems to have walked out of a painting, appears pure, but is actually captivating.From head to toe, there’s an aura of cleanliness, except for a pair of alluring eyes that carry an enthralling light amidst its clarity.

When he looks at you, you’ll feel like you are his whole world, gentle and affectionate.

Murong secretly sized up Qiao Zhichuan for quite a while, no matter how he looked, he was exactly the same as the Qiao Zhichuan he had seen before, completely unable to tell any difference. If there had to be a difference, it might be his attitude towards his sister, Mu Bai.

Before, Qiao Zhichuan’s eyes would light up upon seeing his sister; but this Qiao Zhichuan, though he also claimed to be an admirer of his sister, his gaze when looking at her didn’t contain any affection, it was mysterious and hard to decipher.

Sometimes, when Murong was being stared at by him, he felt a chill on the soles of his feet.

"Senior brother, don’t you find this Qiao Zhichuan very odd? He feels like a replica of the previous one." Murong poked Zhan Jingshu.

Zhan Jingshu was holding his precious computer, and upon hearing this, he just lightly replied, "Mm."

"Hey, I’m talking to you, can’t you give a bit of reaction?"

"Didn’t I just ’Mm’?"

"That is what you call a reaction; even a woman moaning sounds better than you."

"Hehe!" Zhan Jingshu replied expressionlessly with two words.

"What do you mean by that?" Murong was dissatisfied.

"He’s gone to see your sister."

As soon as Zhan Jingshu finished speaking, Murong’s attention was immediately diverted: "You stay here, I’ll go check on my sister."

Zhan Jingshu shrugged. Isn’t Mu Cheng over there too? What loss could Mu Bai suffer?

As Murong approached, he saw Qiao Zhichuan with a smiling face holding a bouquet of red roses, giving them to Mu Bai, apologizing for having to deal with some private matters earlier and suddenly leaving without notice, wasting everyone’s time, truly sorry.

Before Mu Bai could speak, Mu Cheng took the roses and said: "Your sincerity, my cousin has received it, but I think you wasted not just my cousin’s time but the entire crew’s, no need to apologize to her alone. Although my cousin has a bit of a temper, she’s not that petty. If there’s nothing else, my cousin needs to go back to studying her script."

As he spoke, he wrapped an arm around Mu Bai’s waist and walked away.

Mu Bai turned her head to look at the person.

What met her was Qiao Zhichuan’s charming smile, but for some reason, she felt a bit uneasy inside. She felt that those peach blossom eyes were not as captivating as before, a faint sense of loss washing over her.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Cheng looked at Murong, who was clearly eavesdropping, and frowned slightly.

"Nothing, hehe, wasn’t I worried something might happen to my sister? If I had known earlier that my older cousin was here, I wouldn’t have worried and wouldn’t have come at all. With my older cousin stepping in, how could there be anything that can’t be resolved?" Murong flattered.

Mu Bai showed disdain: "Ah Rong, is there a day when you don’t flatter my older cousin? Wouldn’t you feel unwell then?"

"Sis~ How can you say that about me? Our older cousin is a great hero, even mom praises him, how is it flattery if I say true words, right, older cousin?" Murong looked amiably pleasing.

Mu Cheng expressionlessly walked past with Mu Bai in his arms.

Murong felt like crying: Older cousin, is it really necessary?

Mu Qiuniang arrived at the crew in the afternoon, making Mu Mingyu prepare a lot of things in Mu Bai’s name to thank everyone for taking care of Mu Bai during this time.

Although she and Jiang Nuo had visited the crew before, they kept a low profile, and some people weren’t very clear about their relationship, but this time, she made a high-profile appearance, declaring to everyone her familial connection with Mu Bai.

"Great Aunt!" As soon as she saw her, Mu Bai was particularly happy, throwing away Mu Cheng’s arm, running over, and holding Mu Qiuniang’s arm.

Mu Cheng’s hand was now empty, feeling a slight sense of loss, but he didn’t say anything and respectfully called out to Mu Qiuniang: "Great Aunt!"

Mu Qiuniang looked at him, her eyes flickering: "Mm!"

Murong and Zhan Jingshu also gathered around, each calling out: "Master!"

"Have you not neglected your cultivation?" Mu Qiuniang asked the fellow apprentices.

"Master, rest assured, how could we neglect something like this? Senior brother trains with me every day, we definitely haven’t slacked off." Murong thumped his chest, assuring.

"Tonight, I’ll have Mingyu test you."

Murong’s face immediately turned: "No, Master? Uncle Mingyu is basically an old demon, exceptional since childhood, with few in the family able to match him. If I compete with him, I’m sure to be at the bottom."

"Otherwise, you could compete with Jingshu?" Mu Qiuniang raised an eyebrow.

Murong was speechless: "..." It seems even senior brother is unbeatable!

"If you can’t beat them, work harder, or else you’ll always be left behind by others!" Mu Qiuniang’s cold voice was somewhat stern, "Mingyu has to manage so many things daily, and he’s not as talented as you, yet he progresses faster. If you can’t even beat him, why bother cultivating? Just live as an ordinary person, enjoy a leisurely and prosperous life."

"Master, I was wrong, I promise not to slack off anymore and will definitely cultivate diligently!" Murong was startled upon hearing this, hurriedly expressing his commitment to cultivate.

Boohoo... he didn’t want to be abandoned by his master!

Zhan Jingshu’s face was full of two words: Serves you right!

When Mu Qiuniang looked at Qiao Zhichuan, she immediately discerned that this person was not Qiao Zhichuan, to be precise, not the same person who portrayed Qiao Zhichuan before.

Her gaze turned a bit cold towards this person.

"Qiao Zhichuan" was very sensitive to gazes, sensing it immediately, he boldly returned the look, his gaze mysterious, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, when he turned back around, facing his manager, he reverted to the previously clean-cut Qiao Zhichuan.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Murong leaned in.

Mu Qiuniang glanced at him, ignoring him.

Murong felt like crying. Why did it seem like after being "scolded" once, the master no longer loved him?

"Master..." he sought comfort from Zhan Jingshu.

But Zhan Jingshu didn’t want to comfort him at all: "When I was cultivating earlier, I asked you to cultivate with me, you weren’t willing, now you know the consequences?"

Boohoo... I know! But, senior brother, can’t you stop striking him down?

However, Murong didn’t know that this wasn’t the worst yet, the worst was yet to come in the evening.

In the evening, Mu Qiuniang had Mu Mingyu test him and Zhan Jingshu. Zhan Jingshu made significant progress and received praise, but when it came to Murong, he couldn’t even beat the newly inducted Mu Mingyu, not only was he scolded by Mu Qiuniang, but also put in a large iron pot to be "cooked" for an hour.

"Master..." Murong really cried, sweat pouring from his head and mixing with tears, making it impossible to tell which was which.