Mu Jiaojiao felt comfortable and at ease in the Gu family. She was carefree and simple-minded, and could easily find contentment. The twelve-year-old girl had no major flaws except for her dislike of studying and her somewhat lazy nature.
When Liu Jiu finished her work and came downstairs, Mu Jiaojiao was still sitting on the sofa looking at magazines.
On the coffee table were a pile of food: dried fruit, candy, and fried snacks made by Aunt Xiang...
"Sister Yun Chu, are you done with your work? This magazine is so beautiful, it's full of gorgeous clothes. Do you think I could find a job where I can have new clothes to wear every day?"
Mu Jiaojiao rested her chin on her hands, imagining herself with countless beautiful clothes to wear. How wonderful that would be! If that were the case, she could endure the hardships of work and wouldn't be disliked by her boyfriend.
"I think so, but I'm not sure. There are models overseas who specialize in showcasing various clothes. But it seems there's a height requirement, at least 1.7 meters. How tall are you now?"
I've seen Liu Jiu in foreign magazines, and Teacher Zhai even has videotapes of foreign model competitions.
Unfortunately, Teacher Zhai can't come back recently, and she misses her very much.
"Really? I'm only a little over 1.5 meters tall now. I don't know if I'll grow taller in the future. My three older brothers are all tall, so I can't be short either."
Mu Jiaojiao was full of confidence again. She felt that she was not good at studying and that it seemed a bit uncertain if she could get into university in the future.
"Genetics is very important. Considering your family's situation, you probably can't be too short. Are you a good student? If you're not, that won't work either."
"Huh? You need to be a good student to be a model? Isn't it just walking around in clothes? Do you really need a diploma?"
Mu Jiaojiao was dumbfounded. She had only thought of becoming a model because she was not good at studying.
"Why don't you need a diploma?"
Liu Jiu was baffled by the question. Besides, what's the point of a little kid not studying?
"I became a model precisely because I'm bad at studying; studying is too hard!"
"Begging is not hard work. You can dress in rags and beg on the street. When you are tired, just lie down on the side of the road. When you are hungry, go and beg for some scraps. You don't have to think about anything. That way it is not hard work."
When Mu Nanfang returned home, Aunt Zhang said that Mu Jiaojiao was at Liu Jiu's house, so he rushed over.
"Brother."
Mu Jiaojiao was genuinely afraid of her brother; she had been slouching just moments before, but now she immediately sat up straight.
"Jiaojiao, you keep looking at the magazine. I have something to say to your brother."
Liu Jiu remembered the girl from that morning; he had heard her last muttered words.
"Okay, Sister Yun Chu, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be a good girl."
Mu Jiaojiao knew that since her mother wasn't around, she couldn't be naughty, otherwise her older brother would discipline her.
Mu Nanfang followed Liu Jiu upstairs. He had been busy all day and missed his girlfriend quite a bit. Liu Jiu was his girlfriend now! Mu Nanfang was still getting used to this new identity, mainly because it felt a bit unreal.
"I saw Mu Jiaojiao at the public restroom near the mall this morning, with a girl who was a bit older than her. That girl got into some trouble, which dragged Mu Jiaojiao into it."
Liu Jiu recounted the matter, explaining that it could be a big or small issue.
"As we were leaving, that girl muttered something, saying that we finally managed to get together, and now it's all over. You'd better talk to your dad and see if that girl just wanted to fool Mu Jiaojiao into having some food and drinks, or if she had something bigger in mind."
Liu Jiu and her friends grew up in a military compound and had seen all sorts of spies. Mu Nanfang's father was a commander, so there were some things they had to be wary of.
"I know, I'll talk to my dad about it."
Mu Nanfang immediately perked up; he really needed to have a serious talk with his father about this.
"Then I'm going home. Thank you for your hard work today. Mu Jiaojiao is a bit dim-witted; her brain capacity is barely bigger than a peanut."
Mu Nanfang ruthlessly complained about his younger sister, saying that it was all because his parents spoiled her, turning her into a silly, good-natured child.
"Alright, don't let your parents hear you say that. In a parent's eyes, every child is the best."
Liu Jiu was praised by her parents from a young age, so she was very confident. Everyone likes to be praised.
"Okay, I won't say it again."
Mu Nanfang took Mu Jiaojiao home, where they ran into his parents who had just entered the house.
"Where did you two go? Why did you come back together?"
Mu's mother was quite puzzled. Her daughter, Jiaojiao, was very afraid of her older brother and would always act like a mouse before a cat. Why was she suddenly going to be with him?
"Mu Jiaojiao, tell Mom what you've done. Dad, I have something to tell you, let's go to the study."
Mu Jiaojiao told her mother that she had eaten delicious food at the Gu family's house, seen beautiful magazines, and was even going to be a model, but she didn't mention any of the important points, nor did she realize which ones were important.
"Did Liu Jiu say these things?"
"Yes, she thinks we should investigate. Don't let Liu Jiu's straightforward manner fool you; she's actually very perceptive about certain things!"
Mu Nanfang looked proud; his son Liu Jiu was exceptionally outstanding.
"Alright, stop showing off. That was Liu Jiu's achievement, what does it have to do with you?"
"Liu Jiu and I are family. What's mine is hers, and what's hers is hers. If we have a daughter in the future, we can't let my mom raise her. She's such a good child, but she's spoiled rotten."
After Mu Nanfang finished speaking, he quickly retreated and noticed that his father was looking for something.
"You little brat, you think you're all grown up now, showing off in front of me. It's been a while since I've given you a good beating, are you itching for a beating?"
Commander Mu watched the study door slam shut, muttering curses under his breath, but inwardly he was envious. How did Commander Gu raise his children? Each one was so outstanding. His own children were either too clever or too foolish.
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