The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife
Chapter 135: Master is occupied with something.

Chapter 135: 135: Master is occupied with something.

Next, Mom started instructing that once the important guest arrives, we must behave well and not shame the Zhan Family.

Zhan Jingmo was speechless: Just how much did he shame the Zhan Family?

Fu Chunxue didn’t have much chance to "educate" Zhan Jingmo as Mu Qiuniang arrived.

When Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue saw Mu Qiuniang, they were stunned: Is this the Master that their eldest son talked about?!

Are you kidding?!

Is she even an adult?

No wonder the eldest son said on the phone that he offended someone by judging by appearance. It’s not just him; even they, with their years of experience, might have been mistaken if not warned beforehand.

The couple exchanged a glance.

"Master, you’re here, please come in, please come in..." Remembering their eldest son mentioning that the Master is very young, Fu Chunxue could only suppress her doubts and warmly invite the guest in.

Mu Qiuniang was wearing a white top with red roses around the collar and a long red skirt with white edges, revealing a white underskirt and matching thick-soled shoes.

She moved lightly, her skirt swaying slightly, like an elegant ancient lady, her steps like she was treading on blooming flowers.

Fu Chunxue sighed: Indeed, worthy of being a Master, so refined at such a young age!

Zhan Jingmo felt a vague familiarity about her.

"You can call me Little Mu or Qiuniang," Mu Qiuniang, not used to such a title, furrowed her brow slightly and said.

"Yes, Mom, Sister-in-law Jiang doesn’t like being called Master, she is still young. You can call her Little Mu or Qiuniang, or you can call her Sister-in-law Jiang, like I do. She’s the famous international celebrity Jiang Nuo’s wife, known as Sister-in-law Jiang. I call her Sister-in-law..." Zhan Jingshu stepped in to smooth things over.

"Then... I’ll take the liberty to call you Qiuniang." Fu Chunxue, born into a prestigious family and accustomed to social interactions over the years, knew how to warm up to someone better than her sons.

Upon hearing Mu Qiuniang and her little son’s words, she immediately dropped the formality and affectionately called out "Qiuniang." Calling someone by their first name without the surname holds significant meaning, indicating a willingness for closeness.

If she indeed has the skill to save her younger son, calling her Qiuniang was their privilege. Even considering she saved her younger son, they must address her as such.

Mu Qiuniang sat down on the sofa, and the old housekeeper personally brought out the hot tea that had been prepared. It was Zhan Zhengxiao’s prized Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao tea, worth thousands per gram.

It’s only served for the most important guests.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, why didn’t Brother Jiang come?" as Zhan Jingshu sat down, he asked.

"Filming." Mu Qiuniang’s response was concise, only two words.

"Oh." He looked disappointed, "How come Brother Jiang is so busy? He promised to visit, but so much time has passed, and he still hasn’t come."

"Are you very disappointed that I came alone?"

"A little bit. I haven’t seen Brother Jiang in a few days, I thought he’d come with you, and especially prepared a gift for him." As he spoke, Zhan Jingshu nudged a beautifully packaged gift box next to him and handed it over, "There’s one for Brother Jiang and one for Sister-in-law Jiang. This is to thank you for rescuing me from the kidnappers last time and healing my injuries. I know, without you, I would not have recovered so quickly and might’ve been left with some disabilities..."

Alright, actually, Zhan Jingshu did it deliberately; he feared his parents, like his big brother last time, would "underestimate" his goddess and treat her improperly.

He wanted to show his parents through evidence that his goddess is not an ordinary person; she is not only his savior but also has exceptional medical skills.

Of course, he didn’t know that his elder brother had called earlier to remind their parents.

"Exactly, Qiuniang, if it hadn’t been for you saving my Jingshu from the kidnappers last time, who knows what would have happened. Jingwen called and told me the situation was very urgent, Jingshu was injured all over, and disability was the least of concerns; survival was a question..." Fu Chunxue clasped Mu Qiuniang’s hand tightly, deeply grateful, "I represent the entire Zhan Family, us as parents, and myself, to thank you!"

At this point, Zhan Zhengxiao, who hadn’t spoken yet, also said, "Since you saved Jingshu’s life, you’re a benefactor of the Zhan Family. We owe you a pledge. Whatever you ask, as long as the Zhan Family can do it and it’s not unethical or unlawful, we will promise you one thing."

"You’re too kind. I wasn’t specifically trying to save him, it was just incidental while saving my husband," Mu Qiuniang honestly stated, "As for his injuries, they were unsightly, so I treated them a bit."

"Sister-in-law Jiang, can you not emphasize the ’incidental’ part?" Zhan Zhengshu, not treating her as an outsider, said with a grievance, "Brother Jiang isn’t here, he won’t get jealous. Besides, didn’t you say you would take me as a disciple? Since I’m your disciple, shouldn’t a master save their disciple?"

Seeing his little son speak so casually with a Master, Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue felt a bit worried. Masters are generally very proud. This Master, although young, seemed aloof, wasn’t their little son being too casual and risking offending her?

If their little son ends up making her unhappy, they’d have to find a way to make it up.

Being accustomed to indulging their little son, they reflexively didn’t scold him but thought of ways to correct any mistake he made.

She thought Jiang Nuo was thick-skinned, but unexpectedly, she met someone similar; why didn’t she notice before? Mu Qiuniang gave Zhan Jingshu a glance and said blandly, "Wait until you’re officially my disciple."

Looks like she isn’t upset? Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, can I formally become your disciple now? What do I need to prepare? A disciple’s gift, or serve tea to the Master?" Zhan Jingshu looked expectant.

"Kneel and kowtow thrice, then serve tea,"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhan Jingshu respectfully knelt in front of her and began kowtowing.

Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue were quite surprised. He just knelt?! No further discussion needed?!

Zhan Jingwen was also shocked. Although he knew there would be a disciple ceremony, he didn’t expect there’d be kneeling.

Zhan Jingmo was taken aback: How does it feel like the younger brother is more adept than he is at this? He just kneeled straight away?!

In a daze, the three kowtows were done, and the tea was served.

Mu Qiuniang took the cup from Zhan Jingshu but didn’t drink it immediately, stating, "Before I accept this disciple’s tea, there are things to clarify. By acknowledging me as your Master, you become the 367th generation disciple of my sect. You must abide by the sect’s rules, and remember one principle: When a Master has a need, the disciple labors. Understand?"

"Understood."

"My sect has 3,671 rules, the first being: When a Master has a need, the disciple labors. This must be ingrained in your heart. In the future, when out in the world, you must prioritize the sect’s interests. Of course, if there’s a conflict between sect interests and the master’s interests, remember the rule: When a Master has a need, the disciple labors..."

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