Chapter 189: Mu Zong Is Not a Tyrant Boss, but a Sister Complex

She is a female student.

She kept her hair in a neat, jet-black ear-length cut, the ends slightly lifted, giving her face a clean, sharp look; her brows and eyes naturally carried a few points of refreshing vigor.

She wore a simple casual suit, her posture straight and at ease, losing a bit of delicacy and gaining a dash of brisk sharpness.

When that girl saw Jiang Liangjin looking over, she seemed to pause for a moment, then returned a polite smile.

Jiang Liangjin couldn't recall who she was for a moment, so he simply turned his face away.

Yu Ling led the two forward, smiling as she pointed to the front VIP seats—the empty seat beside the girl—'Great God, Young Master Jiang, you can sit here for now; I'll go call my little uncle over.'

Saying that, she turned her head to look at the girl beside her and spoke politely: 'Nanran senior sister, I'm going to look for my little uncle; you just stay seated here.'

The girl called Nanran gave a slight nod, her voice clear: 'All right, go ahead, no rush.'

Hearing that name, a flicker of realization crossed Jiang Liangjin's eyes, and he slowly recalled who she was.

They were merely acquaintances, his aloof aura undiminished, his expression still cold and unchanging, without any noticeable fluctuation.

It was as if he had merely recalled an unimportant stranger.

Mu Youyu replied to Yu Ling, then pulled him over and sat down beside Nanran.

Just as she sat down, Nanran turned her head, a smile in her eyes, speaking in a familiar tone: 'A You, long time no see—how are the lecture preparations going?'

'Not bad, not too complicated.' Mu Youyu returned a faint smile, her voice gentle: 'Did you also come especially to listen?'

Nanran was the eldest daughter of the Nan family, second among the four great clans of C Shi, and also a disciple under the school of Teacher Lin, a close friend of his.

She was also one of the few who had known since childhood that she was Teacher Lin's only disciple.

Now a sophomore in the Art School of C University, she is almost five years older than Mu Youyu.

They had known each other since childhood, occasionally kept in touch thereafter, but rarely chatted; most of the time they only exchanged holiday greetings via message.

'Of course, after all, it's a lecture by the great god Artist Name Yue Shu—no matter what, I have to come for the liveliness, and incidentally pick up some skills.' Nanran raised her eyebrows, half-joking.

She has been a loyal fan of the series 'When Rain Falls at the Fingertips' for two whole years!

When she first watched the first episode of season one, she vaguely felt the brushwork and colors in the picture were especially familiar, so familiar that she felt especially admiring!

She had specifically asked Mu Youyu, and after Mu Youyu personally admitted to being Artist Name Yue Shu, she thereafter followed each chapter with especial enthusiasm.

Thinking of this, Nanran sighed again: 'Ah, we both started learning to draw from childhood, and I even began a few years earlier than you—how can the gap be so huge? It's truly awe-inspiring!'

These words made Mu Youyu curl her lips: 'Not at all, your drawing is also very impressive, and you've been making great progress.'

'Still, you're the more talented one, A You—I'm completely convinced.'

Nanran lightly shook her head, shifted the topic, suddenly recalled something, her eyes brightening as she hurriedly asked: 'By the way, did you go to the Y Guo youth competition last time? A friend of mine said you crushed the competition venue, finishing a drawing in one hour and leaving after an hour and a half!'

Her friend at the time also vividly described it, saying: 'There was a handsome blue-and-white-haired boyfriend accompanying the exam at the scene; that pretty girl came out after an hour and a half! Just a glance at her painting showed her strength utterly crushing the whole field, leaving no confidence to keep drawing…'

Upon hearing that, Nanran guessed eight or nine out of ten: that blue-and-white-haired person certainly wasn't a boyfriend—clearly it was their older brother, Nan Feng Xishao!

As for that outstanding, stunningly beautiful girl who amazed the whole venue, it was naturally A You beyond doubt.

Mu Youyu listened to her eager tone and couldn't help but smile: 'If you're talking about the international youth art finals at the end of June, I indeed went.'

Nanran immediately nodded firmly, her voice especially confident: 'That definitely had to be you! The competition results are also slow to come out, but following past convention, they'll surely be all posted by September… given A You's ability, she absolutely deserves first place!'

She knew very well that the organizers of that competition have always been picky and strict, with extremely high selection standards and a threshold far higher than ordinary contests.

It is said that the organizers also wanted to use this competition to screen outstanding artistic talents worldwide and admit them to the Y Guo International Art Academy for further study!

Therefore, the gold medal for the entire competition has only one slot; whoever wins it will undoubtedly be a top-tier existence in the art field thereafter.

And A You's ability is fully worthy of that honor.

Mu Youyu, hearing this, did not over-modestly deny it; she merely curled her lips slightly, a trace of composed confidence hidden in her eyes, saying nothing more—that assurance lay entirely in her brows and eyes.

She indeed had confidence in taking first place.

Jiang Liangjin sat quietly beside her, his aura still faint; only when his gaze fell on her did that chill ease a little, without interjecting, he simply kept her company in silence.

He also felt that she would surely take first.

Nanran caught a glimpse of his expression, also aware of his cold disposition, didn't specially strike up conversation, just continued chatting casually with Mu Youyu.

Mu Youyu from time to time glanced at Jiang Liangjin, the atmosphere meanwhile remained relaxed.

Not long after, Yu Ling came over in a hurry with Professor Yu, smiling as she told Mu Youyu: 'Great God, it's time to go backstage to prepare; you'll be up on stage in a moment!'

Mu Youyu answered with a sound, instinctively reaching out to grasp the hand of Jiang Liangjin beside her, lifting her eyes to look at him, she asked softly: 'A Jin, are we leaving?'

'All right.' Jiang Liangjin responded, about to rise and follow her.

Yu Ling beside them saw this and quickly said: 'Young Master Jiang, just wait seated in the first row; we'll go backstage to tidy up briefly and then go on stage—the backstage view is poor, you can't see the lecture clearly, so it's better to watch from here.'

Jiang Liangjin looked at the person beside him, as if waiting for her confirmation.

Mu Youyu released his hand: 'Then A Jin, stay seated; after the lecture, we'll stroll around C University.'

Jiang Liangjin nodded slowly, not rising again, his gaze fixed tightly on Mu Youyu as he watched her follow Yu Ling and Professor Yu step by step toward the backstage.

Only when her figure disappeared from his sight did he gradually withdraw his gaze.

'A Jin!' Someone suddenly tapped his shoulder lightly.

Jiang Liangjin turned toward the sound and saw a middle-aged man standing in the aisle, his face full of enthusiastic smiles: 'A Jin, you came too—did you come especially to accompany A You to the lecture? I'm your Uncle Mo! Do you still remember me?'

Jiang Liangjin looked at the middle-aged man's face, and related memories quickly surfaced in his mind.

He recalled that this man had been a longtime friend of his father, often in touch, so he politely greeted: 'Hello, Uncle Mo.'

Uncle Mo smiled and nodded, pointing to a spot ahead, warmly inviting: 'How about sitting over in the middle? There happens to be an empty seat there, with a better view than here.'

It would also be convenient for him to poach talent!

Jiang Liangjin thought sitting here was also fine, quiet and calm; just as he was about to speak to refuse, Uncle Mo slowly said: 'That spot is actually the dead center of the first row, right next to your home's A You!'

Hearing that, Jiang Liangjin fell silent for a moment, then without hesitation nodded slowly in agreement: 'All right.'

The two walked side by side toward the vacant seat in the exact middle of the first row.

Nanran watched the two depart, withdrew her gaze, sat up straight, adjusted her posture, and quietly waited for the lecture to begin.

'Hey! Ranran!!!'

Nanran heard a familiar voice, turned towards it, and saw her good friend smiling as she sat down in the empty seat beside her.

The friend chuckled, a bit embarrassed: "Just now I saw Artist Name Yue Shu sitting over here and didn't dare to come over!"

This empty seat had been reserved by her in advance, specially kept to keep Nanran company for the lecture.

Nanran nodded lightly, followed her lead chatting a few everyday words, and while they were chatting casually, the friend suddenly lowered her voice and said mysteriously:

"Hey Ranran, you know? I just saw Mu Nian downstairs— that's the CEO of the Mu Clan Conglomerate. Normally he's so busy, he must be here to discuss a business collaboration with the school, right?"

Nanran replied with certainty: "No, it's more likely he came specially to see his sister Mu Youyu— after all, Ayou is giving the lecture today, and he dotes on this sister!"

The friend had gone to the public banquet, knowing Mu Nian cared about his only sister, but not knowing how much, she wondered aloud: "But isn't everyone saying Mu Nian is a domineering CEO?"

He acts decisively and sharply; no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like someone who would specially make time to come to school to watch his sister's lecture!

Nanran smiled, giving a look you wouldn't understand: "He's not a domineering CEO; he has a sister complex."

She knows this so well because she knows Yan Yuejiu— Yan Yuejiu is her maternal aunt's child, i. e., her female cousin, and they often keep in touch.

She also knows that Mu Nian later came to like reading novels, all because he was infected by Yan Yuejiu!!

She still remembers that back then she was about six years old, coming to see the only daughter of the two major conglomerates of this generation; afterwards, heading home, she rode in Mu Nian's car together with Yan Yuejiu.

Yan Yuejiu sat in the middle, with a solemn and serious expression, and said to Mu Nian, who was seated at the side:

"Mu Nian, you'd better not dismiss Mu Xianyan as nothing; I've been reading lots of novels lately, and they're all about fake vs. real heiresses— most of the time the fake heiress envies the real one and uses all kinds of schemes against her, which is really over the top!"

Having said that, Yan Yuejiu paused, her tone growing even more serious: "We don't even know whose child Mu Xianyan really is, what her character is like, or whether her disposition is good! While she's still young, if we can send her away, we should do it right away, lest she grow up, become jealous of Youbao, cause trouble for Youbao, and bully Youbao!"

At that time Mu Nian did care about Mu Youyu; hearing Yan Yuejiu's words, he gave her a serious sideways glance and asked solemnly: "What novels?"

Yan Yuejiu immediately named several novels with the fake vs. real heiress theme, each one she remembered especially clearly.

At that time Nanran sat beside her, also quietly committing those novel titles to memory, and later she even specially sought out those novels and read them all cover to cover.

Not many days later, she was again pulled into Mu Nian's car by Yan Yuejiu, and they were discussing the plot.

At that time Mu Nian had already taken charge of part of the family business, yet unexpectedly he still had plenty of time, and he read the novels quite quickly.