The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 457: The Male God’s Little Mood

Mu Qiuniang had just finished taking on a disciple when Murong excitedly ran to "report" the news to Zhan Jingshu. In truth, he simply wanted to brag: "Hehehe... Master definitely likes me better, right? Such an important matter as taking on a disciple—only I got to witness it, and you didn’t even have the chance!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhan Jingshu replied calmly: "Did Master attend?" If he remembered correctly, he’d seen Master’s recent post on Weibo just complaining that his son was a sweet burden!

Murong froze.

Dammit!

He forgot about Master!

Oh no, he had just tagged Master in his Weibo post. If Master saw it, would he want to strike him down?

After all, Master hadn’t attended the disciple ceremony.

At this moment, Jiang Nuo was clutching his phone, gritting his teeth as he stared at Weibo: "Mu Qiuniang, good for you!" Sneaking off to take on a disciple behind his back. She could have waited until he returned for the ceremony—why was she so intent on hosting it while he was away?

[@QiuniangWife Baby feels wronged. You didn’t even notify me about your disciple ceremony?!]

[@JiangNuo It was my disciple ceremony, not yours.]

[@QiuniangWife But this is your ceremony—it’s very, very important!]

[@JiangNuo You participated in the more important ceremonies; why fuss over this one?]

[@QiuniangWife Of course it’s important! It’s about you, my wife. Wife, do you not love me anymore?]

[@JiangNuo Stop it! Be good and focus on filming your program!]

[@Qiuniang No, no, no! If Wife doesn’t explain things properly, Baby is going to have a little tantrum!]

...

While the couple was enthusiastically bantering on Weibo, a third party suddenly chimed in: [@JiangNuo It’s already late, why aren’t you sleeping yet?]

The username was "WanlianBaby."

Jiang Nuo: [@WanlianBaby Weren’t you asleep already?]

WanlianBaby: [@JiangNuo I was, but your phone light disturbed my sleep.]

Jiang Nuo: [@QiuniangWife I’ll coax our son to sleep first; we’ll chat next time. Bye, Wife! I love you!]

Qiuniang: [@JiangNuo Bye! @WanlianBaby Go to sleep.]

WanlianBaby: [Okay, @QiuniangMom I’ll sleep now. @JiangNuo If you don’t sleep properly, I’ll report you to Mom about how you’ve been hitting on the neighbor’s little girl!]

Countless onlooking fans burst into laughter upon seeing this: [Hahahaha... The blatant difference in treatment! One calls her Mom, while the other just calls her by her name. Can someone calculate the psychological shadow this must leave on @JiangNuo?]

[Hitting on the neighbor’s little girl? Who’s that? @WanlianBaby Aren’t you guys filming a program? I remember the neighbor is @Tiantian, right?]

[Hahahahaha... Isn’t it Tiantian? During the day, @JiangNuo even sent her flowers.]

[@JiangNuo I’m telling on you! I’ll let @Qiuniang know that you’ve been hitting on Tiantian while filming the show!]

...

The next morning, when Lu Mingtian and the others saw Jiang Nuo, they started teasing him over getting "busted" by his son last night.

"Hahaha... Jiang Nuo, so how does it feel to get caught by your son last night?"

"It just proves that my son is too clever—something you can only envy but never achieve!" Jiang Nuo shrugged as he spoke.

Lu Mingtian gave him a pat on the shoulder and said with meaning: "That’s not envy we want anyway!"

"It’s not that you don’t want it—it’s that you couldn’t even if you tried! Don’t you guys know my relationship with my wife is actually the stuff of legend in the entertainment industry?" Jiang Nuo boasted, "We’ve never fought, not once—we’ve always been sweet and affectionate."

"Old folks say that true couples fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed."

"Tch! That’s old-fashioned talk. Nowadays, couples in the modern era should be more like me and my wife—sweetly in love for a lifetime," Jiang Nuo said, absolutely full of himself.

Lu Mingtian couldn’t resist: "Jiang Nuo, stop flirting with my Tiantian in the future. Tiantian doesn’t like older men!"

Jiang Nuo: "..." Clearly jealousy.

Today, the mission for "Daddy, Where Are We Going?" was to complete a seashell-collecting challenge by the shore. Whichever team collected the most shells within the allotted time would get priority in choosing their lunch for the day.

"Wanlian, stop lounging under the sun umbrella. Let’s go collect some shells together; look, Tiantian’s group has already gathered a bunch!"

"It’s so sunny—I don’t want to go out." Mu Wanlian lazily sprawled out on the beach chair.

"Wanlian, you can’t be this lazy," Jiang Nuo walked over to try pulling him up. "We’re filming a program—you need to be more active."

"Nope!" Mu Wanlian refused.

"Weren’t you quite active the other day? Why are you so uncooperative today?"

"I said already—it’s way too sunny."

"You’re a boy—how can you be afraid of a little sun? Look at Tiantian; she’s not afraid at all."

Mu Wanlian glanced at Tiantian and said, "You go ahead; isn’t it the same if I wait for you here?"

That’s a human little girl—he’s a demon. How can the two be compared?

"No way! This is a father-son bonding game. If I collect shells by myself, how is that still a father-son game? Here’s an idea—how about you wear a sun hat and follow me from behind, okay?" Jiang Nuo negotiated with him in exasperation.

Mu Wanlian reluctantly agreed: "Fine..."

He donned a sun hat and carried a small bucket, trailing behind Jiang Nuo.

Just as Jiang Nuo described, Mu Wanlian seemed utterly lazy, trailing behind him step by step, while Jiang Nuo carried a small shovel and worked hard to collect shells.

Time ticked by—who knew how much had passed?

Suddenly, the previously sluggish Mu Wanlian grew alert, staring intensely at the ocean horizon. At the same time, his left hand subtly moved like he was flicking at the air. His palm turned upward, and a glowing Red Lotus emerged, perfectly fitting in his little hand.

Jiang Nuo, who had been picking up shells, also felt the atmosphere shift. He lifted his head and was startled to find that somehow, he had moved so close to the ocean’s edge.

What was even stranger—where was the crew filming them?

Where were the other participants?

Why was it just him and Mu Wanlian left? And why did Mu Wanlian look so serious, poised in a stance for battle?

"Wanlian, what’s wrong?"

Just as Jiang Nuo finished speaking, Mu Wanlian muttered softly, "It’s here!" Then swiftly moved forward, holding the Red Lotus with both hands and shouting.

The small fist-sized Red Lotus instantly expanded, growing as large as a little boat, floating before them and glowing all around.

"Boom..."

A wave of water suddenly surged forward, fiercely crashing against the Red Lotus.

Jiang Nuo jumped in surprise. If not for Mu Wanlian’s quick reaction, wouldn’t they both have been swept away by the wave?

"The tide came in? No... there’s demon energy..." Initially, Jiang Nuo thought the demonic aura was emanating from Mu Wanlian. But no, because Mu Wanlian had been raised by Mu Qiuniang and regularly fed Beast Nourishing Pills, the aura he carried was more imbued with a celestial energy, coupled with his natural lotus fragrance.