CHAPTER 220: CHAPTER 220: GIVE ME BACK MY BROTHER

Out of the airport, Gu Mo directly hailed a car and took his sister back to the neighborhood.

Since Tuanzi occasionally goes to Second Uncle or Third Uncle’s house for meals and stays, now that Gu Cheng and his brothers have returned to Jiang City, they rarely go to the apartment on that side but return to Jiangshui.

After the car accident with their parents, the villa became quiet, welcoming its owners once again.

Tuanzi said goodbye to Gu Mo at the doorstep.

"Miaomiao’s heading home!"

She giggled, "If Big Brother hasn’t prepared a midnight snack, Miaomiao will come to your place for one."

Gu Mo: "Alright."

Tuanzi happily dragged her small suitcase as she headed home.

The front door was ajar.

Tuanzi stood at the door, covering her mouth as she giggled secretly.

"Let’s give Big Brother a surprise."

[Ancient Martial System: He knows the time your flight landed]

Tuanzi pouted.

[Ancient Martial System: However, he doesn’t know about traffic, so he’s probably unsure about your exact home arrival time]

Tuanzi immediately squinted her eyes with a smile.

She slipped through the door seam into the villa like a cat.

To avoid attracting attention, she left her suitcase outside.

She changed her shoes at the doorway, tiptoeing quietly inside.

The living room was empty, but there was noise coming from the kitchen.

She continued to sneak toward the kitchen, her little nose twitching occasionally to sniff the delicious aroma in the air.

[Miaomiao: This smell, it should be chicken soup; Big Brother is cooking chicken soup, nice]

[Miaomiao: But, it seems someone is stir-frying, this smell]

She wrinkled her nose vigorously, her expression changing.

"It’s burning!"

She rushed into the kitchen in one breath, shouting in a baby voice, "Big Brother, turn off the heat; the dish is getting burnt!"

The person cooking was planning a wok toss, but was startled by her shout, loosened his grip, and the pan fell directly onto the stove. The chicken wings inside flew out, heading straight for his wrist.

Tuanzi zipped over and swiftly pulled the person away.

The chicken wing couldn’t hit the wrist and instead fell to the ground.

Tuanzi stared at the chicken wings with a pained expression but then remembered her brother almost getting burned, quickly turning to check, "Big Brother, are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere..."

Staring at the garish bracelet, Tuanzi tilted her head in confusion.

"Did Big Brother change his style?"

In her memory, Big Brother only wore a watch, and it was always a stable style.

[Ancient Martial System: Why don’t you look up and take a look?]

Tuanzi blinked, looked up in confusion, and met a pair of golden eyes.

She jumped in fright, backed up three meters, and ’bam’ hit the kitchen’s glass door.

Gu Yunmu put down the spatula, turned off the heat, and struck a cool pose.

"Hello, I’m your..."

"Monster!"

The smug smile instantly froze.

Gu Yunmu couldn’t believe it, "What did you call me?"

Tuanzi was like an angry cat, baring her teeth, hands positioned for attack.

"Monster, give me back my brother!"

Tuanzi’s thoughts were simple.

Her big brother was missing, and there was a blue-haired, golden-eyed stranger at home.

Combining with an animated show she watched earlier, she quickly pieced together the truth.

This was a blue-haired monster, who, while she was out, ate her big brother, and was planning to turn her home into a monster lair.

Despicable, absolutely despicable!

Tuanzi angrily rushed over, lifted the person, and sprinted toward the more spacious living room.

More space, better for fighting.

"Wait, my head’s going to hit!"

Gu Yunmu hurriedly bent over, barely avoiding the head-bumping crisis, and was tossed onto the carpet.

Once he sat up, the little girl was already coming at him with clenched fists, pounding and shouting, "Return my brother! Monster, I’ll beat you to death!"

Gu Yunmu almost resorted to fleeing.

"Gu Cheng bro, get down here, your sister’s gone crazy!"

Tuanzi was skeptical, her expression fierce, "Don’t try to distract me; Miaomiao is very smart!"

Saying this, she clenched her fists and struck again.

"Miaomiao!"

A familiar voice came.

Tuanzi paused, looked up, and saw Big Brother standing at the stairway, shoulder-width apart, long legs, still so handsome, ah no, Big Brother’s expression seemed like it was about to crack.

She quietly withdrew her fist, looked at the elder brother hastily descending the stairs, then looked at the blue-haired monster sitting on the ground covering his face, and drew a new conclusion.

"Big Brother," she guiltily pointed at the young man on the ground, "is this the monster you’ve been keeping?"

Gu Cheng: "..."

Gu Cheng quickly recalled the cartoons his sister had watched.

"He’s not a monster; he’s your sixth cousin."

Gu Cheng promptly raised Gu Yunmu, seated him on the sofa, then went to find the first aid kit.

Tuanzi: shocked.jpg

Gu Yunmu covered his injury, teary-eyed.

He still wanted his stylish entrance; instead, he was mistaken for a monster. Boohoo!

Under the resentful gaze, Tuanzi felt uncomfortable all over.

She quickly lifted her gaze for a glance, lowered it, and lifted it again for another glance.

"Are you really human? But you have blue hair!"

Gu Yunmu: "It’s dyed, not regular blue, it’s smog blue, very trendy!"

"Dyed?"

Tuanzi tilted her head, "Dyed? Like dyeing fabric?"

The system seemed surprised; hadn’t it told the host that many modern people liked dyeing their hair?

[Miaomiao: You never said, and Miaomiao hasn’t seen it before!]

The system quickly recalled the people the host had encountered.

Be it recording shows or performing on commercial streets, it seemed very coincidental she hadn’t encountered dyed hair... Wait, someone did dye their hair.

[Ancient Martial System: Han Zhou, the Jiang City Xingyi Boxing Association’s chairman, that young second-generation wealthy guy, he dyed his hair granny gray]

Tuanzi was utterly shocked, her small mouth agape.

[Miaomiao: Isn’t he just prematurely gray?]

She had privately advised him to rest well.

[Ancient Martial System: ...]

Gu Yunmu covered his face, not quite understanding why his cousin suddenly dazed mid-conversation.

However, this open-mouthed astonished look, seemed just a little bit cute.

His hands fidgeted restlessly.

Just as he raised his hand, Gu Cheng arrived.

He quickly retracted his hand.

Tuanzi also came back to her senses, "Alright, your hair is dyed, but how come your eyes are golden?"

She hadn’t seen gold-eyed people before, like the sun, though very beautiful, but really not a deity or monster?

"Colored contacts, these are colored contacts!" Gu Yunmu lamented, "Is there a problem if I dye my hair and wear colored contacts?"

Tuanzi was once again wholly shocked.

Gu Cheng: "Shut up."

Tuanzi promptly shut her mouth.

"I wasn’t talking to you," he spoke gently to her, turning to Gu Yunmu, his face stern, "keep shouting, and the wound on your lip will split open."

Gu Yunmu quickly shut his mouth.

Very soon, Gu Yunmu had several band-aids on his face.

"This is too affecting my dashing image." he muttered.

Looking up at his cousin, he found her still alert, feeling even gloomier.

"I’ll go remove the colored contacts."

He simply went to the guest room to take off the colored contacts, carefully styling his blue hair.

Looking at the handsome guy in the mirror, he nodded in satisfaction, "This time, the sister must be stunned by my charm."

He came down, striking a handsome pose on the last stair, "Miaomiao."

No response.

"Miaomiao?"

Still no response.

Gu Yunmu ran to the living room for a look, no one was there, but a milky voice could be heard from the dining room.

"This chicken soup is delicious, the drumstick is tasty too, cooked so tender. The red dates are sweet, fantastic!"

Gu Yunmu: "..." So he’s no match for chicken soup, right?