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Her International Multiple Identities

Everyone knew that A-list Best Actor, Jiang Sheng, married a penniless pretty face. On the day of announcing their marriage, his fans wailed. Jiang Sheng's social media platform was flooded with fan posts: [Divorce now!] Jiang Sheng: [Do I need others to point fingers at how I live my life? Nobody knows how many damn years I've been chasing after her!] Fans: [I don't agree to this marriage! She has ruined my Big Brother's resources!] Jiang Sheng: [Please shut up! Your Big Brother's resources are all thanks to her!] Fans: [How is she worthy of my Big Brother? If they don't get a divorce, I'll immediately stop being his fan!] Jiang Sheng: [As for who's the one who's not worthy of the other, I know it from the bottom of my heart, Sis.] Fans: [She doesn't even know how to wash clothes and cook. How can she take good care of our Big Brother?] Jiang Sheng: [I don't need her to take care of me. I can take care of her!] ...Ning Xue was annoyed. She said, "There's so much noise. Let's divorce if it doesn't work out." Jiang Sheng hugged her thighs with tears streaming down his face. "Wifey, please don't say that. I'll listen to everything you say!" Ning Xue replied, "Scram. Men will only affect my attack speed." Persona: Ning Xue: Cold and arrogant; she was harsh on the outside but soft on the inside. Jiang Sheng: Cold and arrogant on the outside, but he was a maniac who loved his wife tremendously.

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A Cheap Gold-digger?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"But they were saying mean things about you..."

"Oh, well then. If it doesn't work out, we'll have to get a divorce. It's too annoying."

Jiang Sheng's grip on Ning Xue's thighs tightened. "I was wrong, my dear wife. Please don't go there. I'll listen to whatever you say."

"Delete the comments now."

"Right away." He let go of her, tapped into the Instagram app, and deleted each of his comments. Just as he was about to claim his credit, he realized she was sifting through her bag collection—she was heading out.

Where? Alone? Who was she seeing?

"Where are you going, honey? Can I come along?"

Ning Xue glanced at the cabinet full of Louis Vuitton, Gucci, and other luxury bags. "I have a mission. I'm not bringing you along." As she spoke, she casually retrieved a limited edition bag, then a thick coat next from the rack.

Jiang Sheng got up from the mat, his head almost reaching the low ceiling with his height of 1.9 meters. While he was expressionless, he seemed distant. Yet, it would always soften up when he fixed his eyes on her beautiful side profile.

He embraced her, lowering his face to bury it in the crook of her neck. He whined like a kid, "I'm sick of staying at home. I wanna go with you."

Ning Xue gave him a gentle push. "The Interpol's investigating me."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have posted about our marriage." It must have been what he had posted on his social media—their marriage certificates—and it caught Interpol's attention. He should've known better.

"Don't be silly. It's not your fault. Gotta go."

"Where to? I'll drop you off."

"River Park."

As he heard the destination, Jiang Sheng's thoughts wandered wild.

The dining area and the bar lounge had split in a circular form in River Park. As if it was the center of a stage, when you looked up, you could gaze at the night sky full of stars. Not only could you enjoy the tranquil beauty of the eastern Hudson River, but you could also taste modern American cuisine made from the freshest ingredients coming directly from the farmer's market.

Geographical location, interior design, or flavors of the dishes, the very romantic River Park would surprise diners, not letting anyone spending their charming night in Manhattan down. Complimentary to its ambiance, modern colors were abundant on the menu, not lacking creativity.

But those weren't Jiang Sheng's focus. The point is, that place held the perfect place for a romantic dinner date.

Dating? No, no, no—he had to tag along!

It wasn't a struggle picking which car to drive—the closest one to them in the garage was a Rolls-Royce. They didn't need to choose. Like a cultured gentleman, Jiang Shend held the door to the passenger's seat open.

After a few minutes of driving, Ning Xue's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey sis, are you coming yet? If Jiang Sheng comes along, remember to put on a mask."

Ning Xue's expression was blank, and there was no emotion in her tone. "So why didn't you choose a restaurant with a private room?"

"Because I booked the entire place."

While Jiang Sheng was waiting for the traffic light to turn green, he eavesdropped, and he couldn't help but clear his throat. That guy, Jack! It was a business dinner meeting—why would he choose River Park and reserve the whole restaurant? It was as if he was screaming his scheme and plot to the entire world.

Ning Xue hung up the phone and scrolled through the news on her phone. As expected, the most earth-shattering news happening in the world today was that the man beside her got married.

With the traffic jam ahead, their car slowed to a crawl before stopping behind a vehicle. Jiang Sheng noticed his wife casually scrolling through Twitter. Her slender, graceful fingers were extremely pale, her lovely side profile even more beautiful under the city's neon lights.

"Eyes on the road." Ning Xue didn't need to tear her sight to her left to know he was staring at her.

"We're stuck in traffic. It looks like it's going to take a while. Staring at you makes me happy." Ning Xue was gorgeous. To Jiang Sheng, she was the prettiest woman in the whole world.