Chapter 293: A Jin is Still the Best

Song Huaiyu shoved the gift bag he was carrying into his sister's palm, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate showing off: "Here, a gift I brought especially for you."

Mu Youyu took it, shook his hand, and said, "Huaiyu-gege is the best."

Song Huaiyu immediately followed up, asking, "Does that mean I'm your favorite older brother?"

As he said that, he furtively glanced at Jiang Liangjin beside him, as if provoking.

Mu Youyu hesitated not: "Yes!"

Jiang Liangjin stood to the side, watching Song Huaiyu's triumphant look, his gold‑powder‑colored eyes shifting beneath his hair, and asked, "Huaiyu-gege, are you on break?"

Mu Youyu also tilted her head up.

Song Huaiyu ruffled his sister's hair, his tone relaxed: "I don't know."

That scheming guy even dyed his hair the same color as his precious little sister—he didn't want to say more.

Jiang Liangjin understood.

Song Huaiyu's tone clearly showed he had temporarily stepped away from his research project.

In the coming period, he would likely often appear beside Youbao.

…Forget it, he would turn around and have someone find out the schedules of those few older brothers, so he could prepare in advance.

Mu Youyu had just been thinking about going to find Mu Xin and the others.

Those six people then came over, bringing Mu Xianqi, Mu Xianyan, and Song Yusui with them.

"Xianqi-gege, aunt." Mu Youyu lifted her little face to greet, waving happily.

Mu Xianqi stepped forward with his long legs, squeezing Song Huaiyu aside, and said, "Our little treasure has grown taller again—where did you pick out the dress?"

He wanted to buy the shop.

Mu Youyu smiled, tilted her head, and her gaze naturally fell on Jiang Liangjin: "A Jin prepared this for me."

Upon hearing that, Jiang Liangjin stepped forward half a pace and obediently called out.

Song Yusui spoke first: "Wow, no wonder—I can tell at a glance it was completely designed for the treasure!"

Song Huaixian's words were cut off: "Mm-hmm, pretty pretty."

Mu Xi: "Good eye."

No wonder he's the one who gave him two pianos and gave his sister a lovely one.

Mu Xin: "Got it."

Qing An had his hands in his pockets: "Wow."

Jiang Liangjin's voice was soft: "You're over‑praising me, brothers."

Song Yan and Lu Yuchu exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit uneasy, yet instead of speaking they each took one of Mu Youyu's hands, pulled out their phones, and said, "Come, treasure, let's take a few pictures with big brother."

Song Yan deliberately squeezed himself between the two, blocking Jiang Liangjin's line of sight; he was still brooding over the previous project and had no intention of giving Jiang Liangjin any expression.

Lu Yuchu secretly thought, Jiang Liangjin's feelings for the sister were becoming ever more obvious—even Mu Xin had been "won over" by him; he needed to keep a close watch.

Mu Xianqi watched the several younger brothers, all seeming to side with Jiang Liangjin, and the retort on his lips was swallowed back.

If he had said it, it would make him seem petty…

Moreover, if he were dissatisfied, why hadn't he prepared a dress for his sister in advance?

Thinking that, he felt even more stifled, but could only endure it, fearing to upset his sister.

Song Huaiyu also secretly mused, he would later suppress Song Huaixian—who let this kid elbow outward.

Mu Youyu, being pulled by the two brothers for photos, wore a sweet smile; after the shoot she slipped away, turned to Mu Xianyan, and said, "Aunt, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you."

She remembered seeing her aunt's violin practice video posted on social media a few days ago and had thought she had gone to Y Guo.

Mu Xianyan lifted a hand to brush her curled hair, her sunglasses slipping to the tip of her nose, revealing smiling eyes: "I've been in the city all along, just too lazy to go out."

"Okay…" Mu Youyu nodded, not thinking much of it.

Song Yusui glanced around at the growing number of gazes and suggested, "Let's head out first; this place is getting a bit crowded."

There were already Lu Yuchu, Song Yan, and Mu Xianyan.

Moreover, quite a few students wanted to come over to greet Mu Youyu; staying longer would likely cause a bottleneck.

The other brothers chimed in, flocking around Mu Youyu as they walked outward.

After just two steps, Mu Xianyan suddenly grabbed her, raised her phone, and said, "Little sister, let's take a photo first~"

Seeing her sister nod, she deliberately struck an elegant pose.

Mu Youyu smiled, cooperated, tilted her head to that side, her eyes brimming with mirth.

Mu Xianyan looked at the photo of the two side‑by‑side, nodded satisfied, and thought, "No wonder it's her—even if she's chilly, it's worth it."

Jiang Liangjin waited at the side; seeing the two finish, he stepped forward and draped his suit jacket over Mu Youyu's shoulders.

"Put it on if you're cold." His voice was gentle, his fingertips adjusting her collar.

Mu Youyu lowered her gaze to the jacket on her—its length just reached her knees, it carried a familiar scent, and her heart warmed.

She didn't refuse, obediently put it on, leaving only one button unfastened.

Mu Xianyan, knowing their relationship, didn't disturb them, turned and took a few steps to catch up with Mu Xin and the others.

The group walked out of the banquet hall, went downstairs, and instantly caused an even greater commotion.

Mu Nian, Song LuXiao, and Song Lujing had also arrived at some point, now standing not far from the doorway.

Seeing them emerge, Mu Nian stepped forward and handed Mu Youyu an exquisite gift box: "Treasure, I saw in the group chat that your performance was great—here's a reward for daring to go on stage."

Mu Youyu accepted the gift: "Brother, why are you here too? Weren't you supposed to have a meeting today?"

"No matter how important the meeting, it can't compare to my family's treasure's first public performance." Mu Nian chuckled, reached up, and ruffled her hair.

Jiang Liangjin greeted them.

Song LuXiao, wearing a full‑length windbreaker and a mask, also handed his sister a gift box: "I have one too."

His gaze swept over the two people beside him, and, just as the family group had said, they shared the same hair color.

Mu Youyu accepted.

Jiang Liangjin and that brother who used to love to tattle exchanged greetings.

Song LuXiao sighed, didn't really want to bother him, just smiled at his sister.

Recently, because of Jiang Liangjin, his and Song Lujing's united front fell apart.

Originally, his younger brother who was vigilant with him against Jiang Liangjin also started speaking up for Jiang Liangjin.

Consequently, he lost an ally in the family group, feeling stifled.

He subconsciously moved toward Mu Xianqi, distancing from Song Lujing.

In front of his sister he needs to pretend he gets along well with Jiang Liangjin; in front of his brother it's unnecessary.

Mu Xi glanced at the disheveled Song Lujing beside her, eyes disdainful: "Why are you so slow?"

Song Lujing felt wronged: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Mu Xi: "Forgot."

Seeing this, Jiang Liangjin instinctively said: "Lu Jing brother, if I were near you, I definitely wouldn't be like second brother."

Mu Xi: "..."

Mu Youyu inexplicably felt his tone a bit odd, but couldn't pinpoint why.

Song Lujing immediately nodded: "A Jin is better."

Mu Xi didn't dwell on it.

Seeing this, Song LuXiao was so angry he almost turned and left, but only dared to silently vow in his heart, then turned and locked all of Song Lujing's e-sports equipment.