The thing is like this.
Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang were having a good time strolling around, when they suddenly saw the couple in front sharing an ice cream. Jiang Nuo got a bit envious and said, "Wifey, do you want one too?"
Mu Qiuniang glanced at him. She wasn't interested in ice cream, but it was obvious he wanted some, so she said, "Okay."
"Then wifey, wait here for me." Jiang Nuo ran off to buy ice cream. He browsed through and picked one out, but when he was about to pay, he was flustered.
Damn! He had forgotten he had no money!
Excuse me, is facial payment possible?
Turns out it was. Jiang Nuo was standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to do, when the ice cream shop owner finally realized (in French), "Oh my God, Jiang, it's Jiang?! The celebrity Jiang bought ice cream in my shop. I'm going to be famous, I'm going to be famous..."
At this moment, a few French girls who were buying ice cream heard the shop owner and quickly looked over.
At this sight, they were shocked (in French), "God?! "
"Ahhh... God Jiang?! International Jiang?!"
"I want an autograph, I want an autograph!"
...
A crowd gathered around.
Everyone was excited, but Jiang Nuo didn't understand a word (in English), "Sorry, can you speak English?"
"Yes, yes, you are the celebrity International Jiang, right?" The shop owner said excitedly (in English), "No! You must be, don't deny it. Oh my God, to this day, I can't believe I've seen the star Jiang. Can you give me an autograph and take a picture with me?"
"Yes, yes, us too (in English)."
"We want to, God Jiang (in English)."
"You're my favorite, God Jiang (in English)."
"I'm your fan, God Jiang (in English)."
...
The French girls also eagerly requested a photo.
"Okay (in English)." Jiang Nuo, still holding the ice cream, thought it would be great if his signature and photos could be exchanged for ice cream.
Amidst the excitement of the shop owner and the crowd of girls, Jiang Nuo put his index finger to his lips, "Shh—keep it down, I'm filming a show now (in English)."
His handsome face with one finger on his lips, a simple action, yet done by Jiang Nuo, was so charismatic that it almost made the girls scream.
But unfortunately, now wasn't the time for screaming.
"Shh—" Everyone hurriedly quieted down, looking around, only to discover a camera crew following from not far away.
"Sorry, we didn't notice, will it affect Jiang's work (in English)?" A French girl apologized.
"It's okay, I'm filming a variety show now (in English)."
"What show is it? Can we know? If not, it's okay not to tell us (in English)." The French girls were empathetic, after all.
Jiang Nuo smiled, instantly dazzling the eyes of the French girls, like a thousand pear trees blossoming. He said, "It's okay, the program crew only asked to keep the filming content confidential, as long as everyone doesn't expose today's filming contents. The show I'm filming is called 'Wifey, Let's Get Married' (in English)."
Hehe... He couldn't wait for the whole world to know who his wife was.
The French girls were dumbfounded: "Wifey? Who did the God marry (in English)?"
"Of course, it's my wife." Jiang Nuo said proudly, pulling out Mu Qiuniang, who had been standing unnoticed outside the crowd, and hugging her intimately by the waist, "This is my wife Mu Qiuniang, we are legally married, you can call her Qiuniang (in English)."
The French girls were blown away: "The God is married (in English)?!" When did this happen?! Why didn't they know?
Boo hoo hoo hoo... it really hurts to be so far away from the God, missing out on even the news of his marriage!
It's incredible, what are the domestic news agencies doing, actually missing such important news about the God (the dogs protest: boo hoo... you really can't blame them, the God's secrecy measures were too good, not even Huaxia had the news until the God revealed it himself)?
"I hope my wife can take photos with us, do you mind (in English)?" While speaking, Jiang Nuo gave Mu Qiuniang a kiss on the face.
In front of everyone, Mu Qiuniang instantly got embarrassed and blushed, glaring at him.
A French girl laughed, "God, Qiuniang, isn't underage, is she (in English)?"
Someone played mean, "Hehehe... Did God abduct an underage girl (in English)?"
Jiang Nuo touched his nose, "She's actually older than me (in English)."
"No way?! You can't tell at all, okay? How old is Qiuniang (in English)?" The French girls exclaimed in surprise.
"She's ten years older than me (in English)." Jiang Nuo spilled the beans.
The French girls marveled, "Qiuniang, amazing (in English)!"
"Yes, yes, she's maintained so well, look at that skin, white and tender, like a baby. I thought Qiuniang hadn't come of age (in English)."
"Me too. Qiuniang, you have to tell us your beauty secrets (in English)."
...
Although the God is important, he's someone else's, beauty is still more important since beauty is one's own.
A group of French girls surrounded Mu Qiuniang even more enthusiastically.
But unfortunately, Mu Qiuniang, being a native Huaxia girl and a bit of an old-fashioned person, really "disdains" learning foreign languages. As a result, the French girls' enthusiasm was met with a look from Mu Qiuniang that could only be described as bewildered.
Standing aside, Jiang Nuo, who'd been watching the whole interesting scene, said, "My wife is particularly old-fashioned, she only speaks Huaxia (in English)."
"Huh?! Why? Isn't English the international language (in English)?" A French girl was saddened.
Jiang Nuo looked innocent, "I don't know either, but she says she's Huaxia, and for her whole life, she'll only speak Huaxia (in English)."
A French girl was disheartened and outraged, "That's racial discrimination (in English)."
"No, no," Jiang Nuo seriously denied, just kidding, this was on a public show, and the topic of "racial discrimination" is quite sensitive internationally. If his wife was labeled as a "racial discriminator," it'd be troubling.
Jiang Nuo said, "You misunderstood, my wife is very respectful of other cultures, even an animal or a kind of plant, she greatly respects other lives, even if it means extending a hand to save them. In my wife's eyes, all living things are equal. The reason why she only speaks Huaxia is simply because she is Huaxia (in English)."
Mu Qiuniang was somewhat at a loss, not understanding why the previously lively atmosphere suddenly turned odd. She naturally didn't know that her own husband almost made her become a "public enemy" as a racial discriminator.
She tugged at Jiang Nuo's sleeve, tilting her head in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Nuo suddenly found his wife so cute, he wanted to touch her face. But he had almost made a mistake just now, so he didn't dare, "I was just explaining why Qiuniang only speaks Huaxia."
Mu Qiuniang didn't understand, "What's there to explain? I'm Huaxia."
"I know, but they thought you were being racially discriminatory, so they were upset."
"What is racial discrimination?" Sorry, Miss Mu Qiuniang spent her first half life on cultivation and really didn't know this word.