Chapter 1: The Mysterious Brother-in-law

Mo Qi suddenly stood on her tiptoes and leaned in, mysteriously pointing at the handsome young man who seemed to be deliberately keeping his distance from her. With a self-satisfied expression, she said: "That guy has been following me for many days now, and I can't shake him off. Sigh, it's just that my charm as a light beauty is too great. Uncle, please help me out; just follow my lead later and get rid of him, okay?" Seeing his expression change instantly, Mo Qi glanced subtly at the onlookers and continued to threaten with a light snort: "If you don't help me drive him away, hmph, I believe the audience would be interested in hearing something more scandalous, like the affairs between middle-aged uncles and underage girls, or sisters sharing a husband... Hmph, just wait for tomorrow's front-page headlines, Uncle."

After tidying up his messy short hair, resembling a bird's nest, and adjusting his cheap, market-bought shirt, Comrade Lao He once again stepped into the sacred talent market

However, what truly left him in a state of shock and fear was yet to come. The girl, seemingly indifferent to her own fate, bounced straight towards him, her lively eyes sparkling with excitement and joy.

"Brother-in-law, I've been waiting for you to take me out to play, just like waiting for the stars and the moon. Hmph, you are so good, not even giving me a call." Mo Qi's delicate and lovely little face was filled with complaints, her bright red lips pouting as she looked at him sulkily: "I don't care, now that summer vacation has finally started, you must fulfill your promise. Otherwise, I will tell my sister and make her not sleep with you, hmph." As she spoke, her slender arm naturally wrapped around Comrade He Yuan's arm, and the underdeveloped chest of the youthful girl made him experience a different kind of temptation.

Mo Qi not only did not get angry, but instead, she proudly puffed out her small chest, feeling delighted in her heart. The notorious reputation of the "airport" had accompanied her for many years, and today she finally met someone who understood her. How could she not be happy? Haha, perhaps she was enchanted by the beauty of this light beauty.

Taking advantage of the moment, Mo Qi pressed her chest tightly against He Yuan, her bright, watery eyes quickly gathering mist as she gazed at him with a hint of grievance: "You, you actually said you don't know me. We, we have been through so much, brother-in-law, you are a man, you wouldn't shirk your responsibilities, would you?" Her voice was loud, as if deliberately meant for the onlookers.

The time has reached summer, and the scorching sun slants down on the streets. A gentle breeze sweeps by, and the tender green leaves flutter along the street, not knowing where they are headed.

In fact, she has no idea that our comrade He Yuan is secretly distressed over the term "uncle." A brother-in-law is just a brother-in-law, at least it refers to someone of the same generation, but the term "uncle" has left him feeling a bit down.

As soon as my right foot barely stepped in, a resounding, tingling female voice echoed in my ears: "Oh, brother-in-law, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you in such a long time." The voice was sharp, unmistakably characteristic of a youthful girl, sounding both playful and slightly reproachful, capable of sending shivers through one's bones.

Indeed, the crowd that had previously paid little attention began to turn their heads, some with disdain, others with excitement, their ears perked up one by one. In this chaotic city, even a moderately sized piece of gossip could provide a jolt to their restless spirits.

He Yuan subconsciously stopped in his tracks and looked over, only to see a lively young girl bouncing straight toward him. She was at most a middle school student, with a finely chiseled, delicate face that radiated youthful vitality. Her cherry-like lips, petite and straight nose, and slender eyebrows paired with large eyes, combined with her adorable bouncing gait, evoked a sense of illicit desire among the graduating students who turned to look.

Zhao Zhao looked at her cautiously, her face blushing shyly: "I, I still won't go. There will be opportunities in the future, later."

Although He Yuan is only 26 years old, such attire still sends chills down his spine, leading him to secretly ponder that he can no longer keep up with the trends. In this era of opulence and indulgence, who does not possess such things? It has become commonplace.

"Is it really that old? I thought I looked like a middle school student." He Yuan said shamelessly while touching his old face, provoking Miss Mo Qi to cover her mouth and make a vomiting gesture. My goodness, I have seen shamelessness before, but I have never seen such utter shamelessness.

Could it be that my charm is so great that I have captivated the young lady's heart?

"Child, children speak without restraint!" Moqi truly wished to sit him down with a thud. Pouting her small lips, she once again puffed out her not-so-full chest and retorted, "Open your eyes and take a good look. Where is this light beauty a child? I'm almost in the first year of high school. Hmph, old man, smelly old man, indecorous lecherous old man."

Forget it, children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint

"Hey, Zhao Zhao, my brother-in-law is calling for you, why aren't you coming over quickly?" Mo Qi glared at him fiercely, her tone decidedly unfriendly. In her view, a man should possess a certain masculinity; that assertive demeanor is absolutely essential. However, this Zhao Zhao, who had pursued her for several years, not only lacked that assertiveness, but in her presence, he didn't even dare to let out a peep, behaving like a timid and sullen person. This made Miss Mo Qi feel an overwhelming urge to give him a good beating.

However, He Yuan secretly shook his head: "If this were my daughter, I would have long since taught her a lesson, sigh, the youth of today..." This was solely due to the girl's overly fashionable attire, her voluminous afro hairstyle, her striking purple eyeshadow, and her low-cut crop top that exposed her navel. All these signs indicated that she was a little delinquent.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Moqi felt a bit smug. Hmph, serving this light beauty is your honor; others are crying and begging for it. You, smelly old man, that lecherous look just now clearly shows you are not a good person. Did you really think this light beauty has taken a liking to you?

The little girl shot him a glance and said, "Oh ho ho... at least you know your place." After all, she was still a child, and the earlier displeasure had vanished without a trace; Moqi happily bounced over.

He Yuan had long ceased to be tempted by her, after all, he had not reached the point of being desperate. Glancing at the shy little boy in the distance, he truly felt it was unfair for him. What was so good about this girl? Aside from being a bit pretty, a bit cute, and a bit mischievous... Well, never mind, today I will consider it a good deed and help the disabled children.

Those familiar with Comrade He Yuan should understand that this is already his Nth time coming here to seek employment and apply for a position. The current vigor and spirit he possesses will likely dissipate before long, and what awaits him ahead is merely a single phrase: "Go home and wait for news; we will contact you within three days."

"I don't know you, who is your brother-in-law?" He Yuan, who initially expected a romantic encounter, received a blow that was neither too big nor too small, causing his posture to slump. In the presence of a beautiful woman, men typically showcase their most perfect selves, yet why did he lower his posture? It was simply because this allowed him to see the faint outline of the girl's low-cut top, where her modest curves were barely visible. Although they were pitifully small, in the eyes of the long-restrained He, they appeared remarkably ample. His aggressive gaze was unabashedly direct and enticing, akin to a starving man catching sight of a delicious piece of meat, rendering him utterly unable to move.

Seeing the mischievous smirk at the corner of the girl's mouth, He Yuanda felt a headache coming on. How did he end up encountering such a troublemaker? Was she planning to extort him? He instinctively touched his empty wallet and then felt relieved. Hmph, a man without shoes is not afraid of one who wears them; whatever schemes she has, let her come. "Food can be eaten haphazardly, but words cannot be spoken carelessly. What brother-in-law? What nonsense is that?"

Three days? I waited for thirty days and still haven't seen it

Patting the small shoulders of the disabled child, he boasted shamelessly: "Alright, you go call him over. I am known by the nickname 'Love Saint', and that is not just talk. Today, let me broaden your horizons and show you how I will lead the lost lamb back to the joyful fields."

Oh, I understand now. I will do my best. Zhao Zhao appeared to be somewhat confused, which made Mo Qi realize what it meant to play the lute to a cow and what it meant to try to lift a wall made of mud.

You could at least give me a sign, but here I am, old He, waiting in vain, the resentment in my heart is beyond words

At this thought, He Yuan straightened his back even more. Although she was not his preferred type, the man's sense of pride was greatly satisfied

Fengyang Talent Market, a handsome figure stands proudly at the entrance, muttering the determination that has been expressed countless times: "If I do not succeed, I shall become a martyr. I am a high-level talent; hmph, wherever I go, I am in demand"

It felt like a psychological suggestion; at that moment, He Yuan felt invigorated and his confidence surged. The sensation was akin to being possessed by the spirit of Mr. Bill, leading him to mistakenly believe that he was already a successful individual, earning not just a monthly salary, but an annual income of one million.

"Are you afraid of seeing strangers?" Moqi tentatively asked, noticing the other party nodding in response, which truly infuriated her. With her slender, white fingers poking Zhao Zhao's forehead and the other hand on her hip, she unleashed a torrent of scolding: "You say I am gentle and lovely, a beautiful and kind girl like Qiqi, how could she possibly know someone as dull as you, and yet you keep insisting you want to pursue me? Fine, tell me what good qualities you possess. You lack maturity, you lack experience, you don't fight back when insulted. You are a man; as a man, you must have some backbone. When you see a rogue, what should you do? One word: fight. When you see a criminal, what should you do? One word: beat. When you see a woman, what should you do? One word: pounce..." Our Miss Moqi continued to wave her fists, breathless as she educated the younger generation, her words resonating powerfully, highly provocative, completely unaware that He Yuan had long since disappeared.