Sothing’s wrong!
Really wrong!
Tuanzi extended her little paw, touched her chin, and her always bright eyes tried hard to look sharp.
She cast a sharp glance at the conflicted Jin Lingxiao.
The nerd instantly stopped being conflicted and, with the fastest speed of his life, dashed over, grabbed the tape, and stuffed it into his pajama pocket.
A milky voice carried a hint of a sigh, "Miaomiao knows a phrase, caught with a guilty conscience."
The thief in her words waved his hands in panic. However, due to long-term lack of communication, he was tongue-tied and couldn’t explain.
Moreover, his motion was too large, hitting the nearby floor-standing coat rack.
The rack in the study had several canvas bags hanging on it. These canvas bags weren’t as good quality as ordinary ones, but they had so special designs printed on them as rchandise.
One of the canvas bags was bulging, originally not hung well, and when hit it fell to the ground, spilling all its contents.
Tuanzi and Jin Shilin looked over and were quickly stunned.
Inside the bag were small rchandise items like miniature acrylic stands, keychains, various badges, tapes, and postcards and small fans.
All very common rchandise.
And all of Tuanzi’s rchandise.
"That’s Miaomiao!"
Tuanzi pointed at a semi-transparent little fan.
On it, there was a picture of her holding a waterlon and munching on it in a certain show.
If before, with the cartoon avatar, it was uncertain, now seeing her real photo, Tuanzi stared seriously at Jin Lingxiao.
"Cousin, how do you explain this?"
The nerd froze into a stick, unable to blink or speak.
At this mont, the system still reminded Tuanzi.
[Ancient Martial System: In principle, making a profit from others’ photos by producing rchandise is illegal, but most artists won’t pursue this.]
Upon hearing this, Tuanzi slightly curled her lips.
Hands behind her back, she walked over leisurely.
In Jin Shilin’s eyes, his cousin was like a kitten blocking a mouse, ready to play with it.
Thinking again, it was true his elder brother always hid at ho, very much like a mouse.
The kitten cornered the big mouse, prolonging its words.
"Cousin, do you know that selling Miaomiao’s rchandise is illegal? If Miaomiao decided to pursue it, you’d be in trouble."
"I didn’t sell it!"
Jin Lingxiao found his voice, older than Gu Cheng yet so weak.
"None of us sold it, we just exchanged rchandise, no profit, no cri!"
"Oh?"
Tuanzi eyebrows raised maturely.
Doing this had a kind of adult-like cuteness.
"Self-made, exchange rchandise? Cousin, which one did you make?"
Jin Lingxiao was already cornered, trembling, his voice very light, "Th-those postcards, I’m good at photo editing."
Behind ca Jin Shilin’s voice, "His main job is editing and photo editing, he even teaches and sells courses. Recently he started digital drawing, also gaining so fa."
If not for Jin Lingxiao’s decent inco that could support himself, striving a bit more to save for a house, Jin Shilin wouldn’t let his elder brother stay ho all the ti.
Forcing soone who doesn’t want to socialize is cruel, but if one can’t support themselves, then it’s better to be cruel and let him go out.
[Ancient Martial System: Indeed, having a skill is why he dares to freelance, staying ho all day. Also, Miaomiao, stop scaring him, he’s shaking all over]
The kitten nad Miaomiao pouted, stepping back a few steps.
She rubbed her cheeks, "You’re so scared, it makes Miaomiao seem scary. But Miaomiao is obviously cute, that’s what big brother said!"
Jin Lingxiao’s gaze drifted.
He also thought his cousin was cute. It was less about fear, more about sha.
Secretly fangirling over his cousin, following her variety shows, joining fan groups, often editing or clipping, privately exchanging rchandise with everyone. Then one day, suddenly, his cousin appears in front of him and realizes he’s a fan.
How could there be sothing so embarrassing in the world?
Jin Lingxiao wanted to find a hole to crawl into, or, if there was a ti machine, he wished to travel back to a while ago, either not open the door or lock the study’s door well, hiding the key.
Tuanzi did step back, but her big eyes kept staring at Jin Lingxiao, as if demanding an explanation from him.
The cousin who was several tis older than Tuanzi chose to turn around and face the wall in repentance.
"You can’t see , you can’t see ..."
Whispering self-deceptions could be heard.
Tuanzi was speechless.
She looked back at Jin Shilin, "Are you really brothers? So different."
Jin Shilin’s social skills are strong, as are his work skills. She later asked Wen Li about it, Uncle and Aunt both worked in special units with strong professional skills. Due to their expertise, they focused solely on work, having neither ti nor patience to interact with children.
Because her elders, brothers, and seniors were patient with her, Tuanzi wasn’t very supportive when she heard from Wen Li. She believed that even as special talents, Uncle and Aunt were still parents. Having children without patience was wrong. They have strengths, but their weaknesses were obvious too.
"So twins have completely different personalities."
Jin Shilin had accepted his brother’s reclusive nature since childhood and wasn’t surprised growing up.
"Let him be alone for a while, we’ll step out."
Tuanzi obediently followed him out of the study.
As they reached the door, she felt sothing, turned her head, and caught Jin Lingxiao sneaking a peek. He instantly jumped up like a startled mouse, hit his knee against the wall, and had to hop around holding his knee, during which his shoulder bumped the floor-standing rack.
Tuanzi quickly turned back around.
Jin Shilin, adeptly opening the fridge, finding it empty again, started ordering fresh vegetables, fruits, and milk for delivery.
Tuanzi stood by, curious, "Doesn’t he cook? Orders takeout?"
"Yes," Jin Shilin sighed helplessly, "Staying at ho, liking to stay up late, always ordering takeout, him maintaining such a figure is impressive."
Previously, due to work, being abroad for a long ti and not eting Jin Lingxiao, before visiting, he ntally prepared, elder brother might have beco a fat man, his fairly big eyes potentially squeezed into slits by facial fat.
He even searched for a few gyms, intending to get his brother so mberships. Only upon arrival, he found his brother had moved.
"Figure’s not important," Tuanzi like a little adult, advised, "Health is most important, has he gone to the hospital? Living like this, is his health indeed fine?"
In the study, a certain nerd was eavesdropping stealthily, hearing this, shivered and rushed back.
He didn’t want to go to the hospital!
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