3.
When I got home that evening, I deliberately let my hair down to cover my swollen face.
My mom saw me come in and pulled out today’s prize: "Sweetheart, this is the Starlit Dress I had specially designed for you. Do you like it?"
"I love it." I was worried about giving myself away, so I quickly added, "Mom, I'm going upstairs."
She grabbed my wrist and pushed my hair aside, revealing the five finger marks on my face. "Sweetheart, tell me who did this."
I could hear the barely contained anger in her voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, the whole family gathered around. I briefly recounted what happened at school today.
"Don't worry, that slap was my fault for not paying attention; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to touch me."
My mom kicked my dad. "What are you still doing standing there? Do you need me to teach you how to handle this?"
My dad was famously devoted to my mom. "Got it, got it. The Jiang Group will announce bankruptcy soon."
My mom was heartbroken; she knew I didn't want to draw too much attention, so she secretly sent my Second Brother to school.
4.
My Second Brother had an influence that rivaled that of a celebrity.
All the way there, he was surrounded by fans.
He arrived at the Adviser's Office: "Hello, this is a gift for my sister. Could you please help me pass it on to her?"
The instructor had just graduated not long ago, and she was also a fan of my brother. Excitedly, she stood up and exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, E-Sports God!"
After a moment of excitement, she nodded and asked, "Can I add you on WeChat? That way we can communicate more about future matters."
"Of course," I replied.
Just then, my Second Brother received a phone call. He pointed inside, indicating there was a card, and then he left.
The instructor poured herself a glass of water to calm her excitement.
When she returned, she found that the card had accidentally been splashed with water, leaving only a faint glimpse of the character "Jiang."
"Who in our class is Jiang Che's sister? This is something he sent over; come and get it," she announced.
As soon as the name Jiang Che was mentioned, the entire class was stunned.
"Instructor, is it the Jiang Che I know?" someone asked.
"Yes," she confirmed.
Jiang Qing's Sidekick nudged her arm and said, "Qingqing, your last name is Jiang. You can't be Jiang Che's sister, can you?"
The Sidekick's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it drew everyone's attention.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm classmates with the sister of E-Sports God."
Seeing that no one else was stepping forward to claim it, Jiang Qing reluctantly admitted, "Yes, I am Jiang Che's sister."
I said, "????"
How could someone be so shameless?
I stood up and said, "Wait a minute."
Jiang Qing, seeing it was me, impatiently replied, "What? You’re not seriously going to claim you’re Jiang Che’s sister, are you? You’re an orphan; at least come up with a better lie."
"Orphan?"
"Is Jiang Mu an orphan?"
The words of my classmates reached my ears. I had heard such things so many times that I had built up an immunity.
"I am definitely Jiang Che's sister."
Jiang Qing rolled her eyes. "That's hilarious!"
I shook my phone. "Since you say you're Jiang Che's sister, why don’t you dare to call him?"
Jiang Qing's expression changed. I laughed mockingly. "Since you won’t, let me make the call."
As soon as I dialed the number, it connected instantly. A magnetic voice came through the speaker: "Mu Mu, what’s up?"
The classroom fell silent in an instant; everyone held their breath.
I called out in confusion, "Big Brother?"
"It's me, your Second Brother just went out. Did something happen at school?"
Even through the phone, I could imagine my older brother sitting on the sofa, his eyes sparkling with amusement behind his golden-framed glasses.
As Second Brother would say, he was well-dressed yet a charming rogue.
"It's nothing. I just wanted to ask if Second Brother came to school today to bring me something."
"I'm not sure about that. When he gets back, I'll have him give you a call."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Jiang Qing accused me, "You little liar! Do you even know who your brother is to just claim him like that?"
She picked up the gift and tried to leave, but I stopped her.
"You can go, but leave the gift behind."
Jiang Qing instinctively raised her hand to hit me, but then she lowered it and said pitifully, "Jiang Mu, I know your family situation isn't great and you've never seen something this nice. If you really like it, I'll just give it to you."
I took a deep breath; truly, some people are invincible in their shamelessness.
I had witnessed it firsthand.
"Jiang Mu, that's someone else's property. How can you just take it?"
"Exactly! We all know Jiang Qing comes from a good family and has a high status. She's the sister of an E-Sports God. We believe you... well, let's just leave it at that."
Qu Ying stood in front of me, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you understand the phone call just now? The E-Sports God is out and will call back soon."
Xu Xi tightened her grip on my hand. "Jiang Qing doesn't even have a phone call. I think she's the one lying. Just because her family has a bit of money, she really thinks she's a princess."
Jiang Qing pointed at me. "You actually let others bully me! I'm going to tell Mom."
I was speechless. At this age, she still wanted to run to her mom.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, our instructor took back the gift. "I have Jiang Che's WeChat. I'll ask him in a bit."
A flicker of panic crossed Jiang Qing's face, but then she realized that in our class, only she and Jiang Mu shared the surname Jiang, so it couldn't possibly be that bumpkin Jiang Mu.
She had cheered for Jiang Che before, so he must have noticed her then, which was why he sent the gift.
Thinking of this made Jiang Qing's cheeks flush as she began to fantasize about having dinner with Jiang Che.
"Yes, please make sure to ask him, so that anyone thinks they can just get close to my brother," she said.
With those words, everyone became even more convinced that she was indeed the sister of the E-Sports God.
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