CHAPTER 317: CHAPTER 317: MIAOMIAO: GIFTS, GIFTS

This visit came to a hurried end.

Jin Chunting stayed in Jiang City, but he was busy treating the animals of that zoo, while also collaborating with the foundation to sue several of the park’s leaders. Besides, the park management bureau also wants to hold this zoo accountable.

Tuanzi visited a few times but found herself unable to help, so she ran back home to practice martial arts diligently.

She wasn’t practicing alone; she dragged Duan Xiayou, who had been sleeping all this time, along.

"Master brother, if you don’t practice martial arts, you’ll waste it. Not learning new moves is a step backward."

Tuanzi showed off a saying she had just learned, "Learning is like rowing upstream; not advance is to retreat!"

After finishing, she applauded herself.

Duan Xiayou lazily lay on the reclining chair and said, "It’s okay, as long as my little master sister makes progress."

Tuanzi leaned over and tugged at his face, "Let me see how thick your skin is."

Realizing her senior brother was unmoved, she thought for a moment, then chuckled silently.

"Brother," she spoke enticingly, "Didn’t learn the last few moves of the Sea View Saber, did you? Haha, Miaomiao knows, do you want to learn?"

The Eagle Claw Fist had no allure to this senior brother, but the supreme skill of their sect surely had some appeal, right?

Duan Xiayou turned over and yawned.

"Miaomiao, do you know how many people back then pursued the supreme martial arts achievements?"

Tuanzi shook her head honestly.

With a twinkle in her dark eyes, she stretched out a paw and waved it.

"Half of them?"

Duan Xiayou pinched her paw, making her retract four fingers, then, after thinking, folded the remaining one in half.

"I estimate far fewer than that."

Tuanzi looked at him with disbelief.

"How is that possible? I see everyone working so hard!"

She even gave an example: She once followed her master to kick a competing sect, making a disciple cry terribly. The next day, the disciple got up early with a bruised face to practice, saying to her as she passed carrying fruits that he’d surely win someday and become the world’s best!

Duan Xiayou said, "...How old was he at the time?"

"Thirteen?"

Duan Xiayou lay back again, "Oh, that’s because he hadn’t been beaten enough. Back in those days, most martial artists practiced just to survive, whether becoming a guard or an outstanding sect disciple to manage the sect’s assets. Only very few truly pursued martial arts."

He glanced at the puzzled little sister and flicked her forehead.

"You’re among the few."

The system acknowledges this evaluation.

If not, it wouldn’t be this responsible after binding to the host.

Tuanzi was dazed, turned around, took a few steps, and suddenly realized.

"You’ve said so much; you just don’t want to practice."

She rushed over and grabbed Duan Xiayou’s arm.

"You’re babbling intention, hoping Miaomiao would forget, huh?"

Caught, Duan Xiayou could only get up, moving feebly along.

At this moment, laughter came from the door.

"Are you chicken feeding here?"

Tuanzi’s face dropped, "I already said it was Eagle Claw!"

When she turned her head angrily, her mood instantly brightened.

"Brother Pei Hai, why are you back?"

The last time they met was during the Spring Festival, and they just had a meal together before Gu Peihai quickly left.

"Weren’t you abroad? Did you finish your work so soon?"

She ran over to open the courtyard gate.

Gu Peihai, looking travel-worn, walked in with his suitcase.

He looked handsome and had a suave aura, yet now purposely showed a pitiful expression.

"I’m homeless, so I can only come to you, Miaomiao, to take me in."

Trying to explain, he caught Duan Xiayou quickly lying back down, practically merging with the chair.

"..."

Gu Peihai sat on the sofa as soon as he entered.

Tuanzi warmly offered a cup of warm water, but her little eyes kept wandering to the suitcase.

"You mean Uncle and Aunt went on a trip?"

Gu Peihai seemingly didn’t notice her gaze and explained after downing the warm water, "Yes, and Wangchao is not at home either, plus I didn’t bring the key."

He has another house in Jiang City, with security much better than this neighborhood’s. But he doesn’t really want to live there.

Used to living alone before, it felt nothing. Now, with his sister back and his relationship with his brother thawing, being used to the hustle, he can no longer tolerate loneliness.

"So I’m here seeking shelter," Gu Peihai teased, "Will you take me in, sis?"

"Yes, yes, stay as long as you want."

Tuanzi nodded perfunctorily, her attention still on the suitcase.

She asked unabashedly, "Brother Pei Hai, are your clothes inside?"

"Yes."

"Is it possible that such a big suitcase only has clothes inside?"

"Yes."

Tuanzi instantly deflated, enervated, she walked to the single-seater sofa, trying to curl herself up.

The young Film Emperor finally couldn’t hold back his laughter.

"Just kidding, there’s a gift for you inside. Don’t you love chocolate? I specially brought some local chocolates."

Tuanzi revived in a second, bounced straight off the sofa, happily ran to open the suitcase, finding a big bag of chocolates, she quickly hugged it, smiling so broadly.

"Brother Pei Hai, you are super welcome to stay!"

Her voice became several tones sweeter.

"Although Brother will only be back tonight, Miaomiao can cook for lunch."

"Is Cheng not here?"

Gu Peihai instantly perked up.

"Then Miaomiao, can you help me with something?"

He smiled, beckoning.

Tuanzi, hugging the chocolates, became slightly vigilant, "Brother, you’re smiling like a fox right now, have you learned bad tricks from Brother Gu Chi?"

Gu Peihai laughed, "If I had learned bad tricks, I would now inform Little Chi of what you just said."

Tuanzi: "..."

The little girl dashed to him, gently bumped him.

"Oops, Miaomiao was only joking. Brother, why are you so handsome and smart?"

After making him happy, she quickly changed the subject.

"What do you want me to do?"

Gu Peihai quickly explained, "Like this, I have a live stream later."

The root of the matter was that an employee from a brand he collaborated with impulsively promised on a live stream that he would stream today.

The employee’s behavior was obviously irresponsible, even the staff at his company didn’t have the right to promise anything, let alone the collaborators.

But the issue was if the company couldn’t fulfill the promise, it would affect the brand’s image. Though the blame lay on the employee, the haters would seize the opportunity to attack both him and the brand.

"We just signed the contract recently."

Gu Peihai said helplessly, "It’s futile to criticize that person now, but I really dislike doing live streams."

He didn’t like the overly intimate format where comments were always visible, nor did he want future collaborators to use him as a buzz for something else, leaving him cleaning up the mess.

Tuanzi thought for a moment, clapped her hands, "Got it, you’ll do the live stream later without speaking, leaving it to Miaomiao. This fulfills the promise yet prevents others from exploiting you."

Starting the stream was to cover up; staying silent served as a warning.

Gu Peihai immediately praised her.

"Miaomiao, you are so smart, you truly are my sister!"