29. I can date whomever I want.
Yuan Mei hadn't expected the truth to be like this. Fortunately, the farce had ended, and she shook her head with considerable tolerance as she looked at her.
Ji Ying then turned to Mu Jia, saying awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Auntie is just always so blunt, please don't take it to heart..."
Mu Jia remained silent.
After a few seconds, she looked directly at the other person and finished what she hadn't finished saying earlier: "Auntie, no matter what clothes I wear, I can be sure that I haven't exposed any parts that shouldn't be exposed. Since that's the case, what I wear and how I wear it is my freedom. As for what uncles and elders think, I can't control other people's eyes, but I also know that only people with dirty hearts would see everything as dirty."
She glanced at the neighbors gathered around the door: "Besides, as you just said, I'm still young. Since I'm of marriageable age, I can date whoever I like. Moreover, I haven't violated public order or good morals or offended anyone, so I shouldn't be criticized by anyone."
She looked directly at Ji Ying: "On the contrary, the behavior of some people who maliciously pry into the privacy of others is more worthy of condemnation."
"Besides, what's wrong with having been abroad? Has having worked and lived abroad now become a label that can be used for 'slut-shaming'?"
Ji Ying's face instantly began to switch rapidly between red and white again.
The neighbors looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely awkward.
"You little rascal, Zhang Jian! Trying to play these tricks on me! Shifting the blame for your own family's problems onto others!"
Zhang Jian was startled and didn't dare to look at Ji Ying and Yuan Mei. After regaining his senses, he no longer cared about being polite and pointed at Chu Chiyi angrily: "Who exactly are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business here!"
Chu Chiyi suddenly smiled and walked steadily to Mu Jia's side.
Mu Jia suddenly felt a warmth on her wrist and heard him say to everyone, "I am Ms. Mu and her family's lawyer. My surname is Chu."
His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of authority: "Regarding today's matter, I will handle all follow-up matters on behalf of my client. For any legal issues, please contact me directly."
Mu Jia looked up at him in surprise, and under everyone's gaze, she felt her wrist burning hot.
Chu Chiyi took out a business card holder from his suit pocket, pulled out two cards and handed them to Ji Ying and Zhang Jian respectively: "These are my contact information. We can discuss compensation matters after work starts next Monday."
The two men stared in disbelief, mechanically accepting his business card.
"Please leave my client's house now."
His tone was polite but left no room for argument, and his gaze swept over the crowd, causing the neighbors who had been watching the commotion to disperse.
The heavy security door was closed from the inside. Only the two of them and Yuan Mei remained in the space, and it suddenly became quiet.
"Cough..." Realizing that Chu Chiyi was still holding her hand, Mu Jia coughed lightly, avoided Yuan Mei's gaze, and quietly broke free before walking to her side and taking her hand: "Mom, don't worry, everything is fine now."
Unexpectedly, Chu Chiyi spoke first.
Yuan Mei looked at him, her almond-shaped eyes, almost identical to Mu Jia's, curving into a smile: "I remember you! We even took a picture together before, handsome young man."
In the second semester of her first year of high school, Mu Jia did something deceiving her superiors, substituting one thing for another, and secretly carrying out a scheme.
She secretly told her physics teacher without her parents' knowledge that she had stopped taking tutoring classes.
But she wasn't lazy and didn't want to learn; she still had to learn, only she learned from others.
Every Saturday morning, Mu Xiangming would take her to her teacher's house. She would sweetly say goodbye to her father and obediently walk into the neighborhood as he watched her go.
Turning around, I entered another building in the same residential complex, seemingly without any trouble.
On one side, Chu Chiyi was explaining to her how to derive a simple formula for the relationship between resistance and buoyancy; on the other side, Mu Jia was staring at the boy's profile, lost in thought.
The black ballpoint pen habitually placed the last dot on the paper. "Got it?"
"...Huh?" Mu Jia snapped out of her daze, as if only now realizing that the part she had just been talking about was over. "I...I know..."
But he interrupted me without any mercy: "If you understand it, then do this problem."
Mu Jia could only purse her lips, swallow her words, and look down at the test paper he handed her.
A few minutes later, Chu Chiyi looked at the blanks on the test paper that she had filled in and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"How about that? Aren't you surprised? You didn't expect me to be able to do that, did you?"
The girl suddenly smiled brightly at him, revealing two deep dimples and a small row of clean, even teeth. "I'm best at multitasking!"
"..."
She actually took pride in it.
"You're done. Can I continue what I was saying?" Mu Jia rested her chin on her hand and continued to look at his profile.
He finally couldn't help but turn his face, his eyes meeting hers, and he raised his eyebrows to look at her.
“I just realized,” Mu Jia’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile as she looked at his eyes, “do boys really need such long eyelashes?”
"..."
As it turned out, Chu Chiyi could not only teach her physics, but the two of them would also occasionally do homework together. For other subjects, he would sometimes glance at her test paper and casually offer a few words of advice, which were often very pertinent and greatly beneficial to her.
Thanks to him, Mu Jia made significant progress in the final exam of the second semester of her first year of high school, jumping into the top twenty of the grade.
Lu Siming jokingly asked her if she had some secret weapon.
"have."
"Really? What? Tell me quickly, and once I use this to defeat Chu Chiyi, I'll be number one in the grade next time!"
Mu Jia glanced at him and then said kindly, "Brother, don't think about it so much..."
The end-of-semester parent-teacher meeting at Pinghai No.1 Middle School also serves as an open day for parents, and Mu Xiangming and Yuan Mei attended as usual.
From the first grade of elementary school, Mu Jia and her son attended every parent-teacher meeting together, unless there were special circumstances.
Before each class's individual parent-teacher meeting, there is a large meeting attended by all students and parents in the school.
Chu Chiyi spoke as a student representative.
He wasn't really suited for this kind of occasion, but the teachers in the teaching affairs office felt that his image and temperament were suitable and could represent the school's image, so they forced him to do it.
Mu Jia sat in the stands of the stadium, watching a certain "duck" being herded onto the stage.
He wore his plain white shirt and black trousers in his formal school uniform with a dashing and imposing air, exuding a refined elegance with a touch of arrogance, perfectly embodying the stereotypical image of a top-performing, somewhat haughty, privileged student.
Microphones and audio equipment are inherently designed to endorse human voices.
At this moment, she made his voice sound reliable and serious, adding a sense of "exemplary power." Unlike the usual tone she heard, which was either indifferent or lazy, occasionally tinged with a roguish charm…
She pouted and rolled her eyes inwardly; she really was quite the actor.
As the model student on stage gave his speech, the parents sitting below couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
Mu Jia heard Mu Xiangming, who was sitting behind her, say to Yuan Mei, "Look at that young man on the stage, he looks so handsome, and I didn't expect him to have such good grades."
Yuan Mei nodded, her gaze sweeping over the student host next to the boy. "Kids these days are getting better and better looking; they're all little beauties and handsome boys. The little girl next to him is too; they look quite well-matched standing together."
“Indeed.” Mu Xiangming smiled, then suddenly gave his wife a slightly mischievous look, deliberately trying to put her in a difficult position, “How does she compare to your daughter?”
Caught red-handed, the two looked at each other with a guilty expression.
After the assembly, Mu Jia and her parents walked towards her classroom. Just as they reached the classroom door, the class monitor stopped them. "Jiajia, the teacher just came to inform us that the top thirty students in the grade need to go downstairs for a photo so it can be printed on the honor roll in a few days. This is the school's open day, so parents are required to come along."
"Huh? We have to go with our parents too..." Mu Jia paused for a moment, as if remembering something, before asking, "Is it like this for every grade?"
Of course.
A hint of melancholy suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes.
As the family of three walked downstairs, Mu Jia suddenly became extremely conflicted. The real reason for this had absolutely nothing to do with the classic dilemma of "choosing between dad and mom".
Once she reached the lobby on the first floor, she finally made up her mind, steadied her steps, and turned around.
She turned around abruptly, startling Mu Xiangming and Yuan Mei who were walking behind her. "What's wrong?"
Mu Jia's gaze swept over the two men's faces one by one, and she made the final decision, "Dad, will you come with me to take pictures later?"
Unexpectedly, Mu Jia didn't even look at him, but instead suddenly turned to Yuan Mei with a serious expression.
She blinked at Yuan Mei, and earnestly pleaded, "Mom, can I ask you for a small favor..."
Ms. Yuan Mei's makeup was exceptionally exquisite for today's parent-teacher meeting, making her even more beautiful than usual, making her a very suitable candidate for the event.
As for Mr. Mu Xiangming, although he is also tall and handsome.
But through snippets of conversation, she could sense that someone was more hostile towards his father than towards his mother.
Therefore, considering both options, it would be better to lend Yuan Mei to him.
Yuan Mei and Mu Jia are exactly alike when it comes to having an exceptionally high affinity for handsome men.
"Auntie, you're just as beautiful as you were back then."
Mu Jia and Yuan Mei were sitting in the back of the car when he unexpectedly sweet-talked her.
Yuan Mei beamed with joy at his praise and continued chatting with him about this and that.
"Why did you end up studying law? I remember you were the top science student before, right?"
Which district do you live in now?
What do you like to do during your free time?
Are your parents alright?
Looking at her overly enthusiastic and affectionate mother, Mu Jia couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
Chu Chiyi answered each question seriously.
"Mom!" Mu Jia finally couldn't hold back anymore, "This is someone else's privacy..."
"It's okay." In the rearview mirror, Chu Chiyi smiled gently at Yuan Mei, "Auntie, I'm single."
"Single, huh?" Yuan Mei smiled. "So, are you and Jiajia still...good friends?"
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