That evening, Qin Manjiang went home for a while.
Qin Manyi's eyes widened. "You're moving out?"
Qin Manjiang nodded as he packed his everyday belongings. "Yeah, I found a job. What else was I supposed to do, let you support me?"
Qin Manyi eyed his outfit suspiciously. "What kind of job?"
"At a bar," Qin Manjiang answered casually.
"I knew it! You can't go work as a male escort!" Qin Manyi panicked and grabbed his clothes.
"What goes on in that head of yours all day? Who told you I was working as a male escort at a bar?" Qin Manjiang looked up at her with disdain. "Listen carefully. Number 36, Central District, Clear-Eyed Leisure Bar. It's a respectable establishment."
Qin Manyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Central District had excellent public security and very strict inspections. Anyone who could open a business there not only had to be wealthy, but genuinely couldn't engage in any shady dealings.
"Then... could you ask the boss if I can work there too? If even you can do it, I should..." Qin Manyi said quietly.
"What do you mean, even I can do it?" Qin Manjiang took offense. He sprang to his feet, pulled Qin Manyi into the washroom, and pointed at the mirror. "Look. My face: devilishly handsome. You: utterly ordinary country girl."
Qin Manyi glared at him indignantly, but couldn't argue.
It was true...
Qin Manjiang simply didn't have the genes of the Qin family back in the countryside. He wasn't the upright, righteous sort of handsome, but he had a wicked look with plenty of villainous charm.
Coupled with his former personality, that had made Qin Manyi rather afraid to get close to her older brother.
Lately, though, he had become increasingly exuberant, practically a smarter version of