MGASC -Chapter 156 A Family of Face Dominators

Zhang Qiao untied her sister’s hair and styled it into charming, glamorous curls.

Makeup done, what about the clothes?

In the bundle Zhang Ling had brought, there wasn’t a single piece without patches. Since Zhang Qiao had become pregnant, their house had suffered a fire once, and most of what she wore now were loose maternity clothes.

Then she remembered!

The last time Lin Tianyue went on a business trip, he had brought back a big bag of bright, colorful clothes for her!

Zhang Qiao dug out the clothes and carefully paired them. An orange batwing top with champagne-colored pleated wide-leg pants and white shoes—on Zhang Ling, it unexpectedly looked pleasing to the eye.

“Sister, luckily you’re slim now! These clothes wouldn’t look this good if you were even a bit chubby!”

Finally done dressing her sister, Zhang Qiao tugged her over to Lin Tianyue and the three little ones.

“Tianyue, quick, take a look! How do I look dressing up my sister? Fashionable? Pretty?”

Zhang Qiao was very pleased with her work, but Zhang Ling kept her head down, blushing, and fidgeting, wishing she could disappear into a hole.

“No, no, Qiao Qiao, I’m not wearing this!”

Just as she tried to bolt, Lin Ran exclaimed, “Aunt Ling, you look really beautiful like this!”

Lin Jin bit into his apple with a crisp crunch: “Yeah, yeah! I almost didn’t recognize you! Aunt Ling, you’re gorgeous, like the posters outside the cinemas!”

Lin Xun didn’t really know about “pretty,” but he thought his aunt looked much nicer than before: “Mm, indeed!”

At this point, Zhang Ling couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror. Was she really that beautiful?

The clothes Zhang Qiao had chosen were all the latest fashion in the city. The orange top was a bit too bright, but paired with the champagne-colored pants, it balanced out nicely.

Lin Tianyue was sipping his tea, glanced over, and found the outfit vaguely familiar.

Oh, he remembered—it was a piece of clothing he had bought for Zhang Qiao.

Why was she letting her sister wear it?

Ah, whatever, let it be.

Previously, Zhang Qiao had tactfully complained that the clothes he bought were ugly. This time, she had explicitly told him not to bring her any clothes, yet seeing it on Zhang Ling, it actually looked pretty good.

Lin Tianyue took a sip of tea: “This outfit suits your sister well. See, a little styling can make her look ten years younger!”

Zhang Qiao playfully gave Lin Tianyue a sly glance.

Alright, this man knows how to talk.

Complimenting someone on their beauty seems flippant, but telling a woman she looks younger—every woman loves that.

He’s teachable.

Zhang Ling was flushed and embarrassed. How long had it been since someone praised her looks?

She almost forgot she was a woman.

“Qiao Qiao, can I really go out like this?” She was still a bit hesitant.

“Of course! Absolutely!”

Zhang Qiao pushed her sister’s shoulders back into the room and carefully explained how to do it. While applying her own makeup, she also taught her sister how to match her facial features with different styles without looking awkward.

Zhang Ling nodded repeatedly but was also puzzled: “Qiao Qiao, when did you learn all this?”

“Well… I love beauty, so I picked it up myself. Besides, money makes everything better. Sister, follow me—work hard to earn, take care of yourself first, and later, you’ll understand all this too.”

Zhang Qiao applied her own everyday makeup and, wearing pink maternity pants with a white T-shirt, looked energized and vibrant, showing a completely different aura than before.

When the photographer arrived, seeing this newly styled family, he was almost at a loss for words.

“Director Lin, your family is so good-looking. How about I take some photos for you as sample shots?”

Sample shots? What’s that?

Lin Tianyue looked at Zhang Qiao. She smiled: “As long as you don’t do anything illegal, that’s fine. But you have to make us look good!”

“Don’t worry, with a family like yours, it’s impossible to look bad!”

Zhang Qiao’s family of five first took a group photo, then a few of the kids individually. She hadn’t taken wedding photos with Lin Tianyue before, so this time they made up for it.

In this era, people were formal and restrained in photos. Only with Zhang Qiao constantly reminding him did Lin Tianyue dare to wrap an arm around her waist, rest a hand on her shoulder, gently hug her from behind, and, at her repeated requests, even make a gesture as if trying to kiss her.

It drove Lin Tianyue crazy.

In front of outsiders, how could this woman be so bold?

Fortunately, the photographer was discreet and only smiled.

Finally, Zhang Qiao took over a dozen more photos with her sister, some solo, some together.

The photographer didn’t recognize Zhang Ling until Zhang Qiao introduced her; he remembered they had eaten together just the day before.

“Your transformation is incredible. You look like a young lady. If I hang your photo in the studio, people will surely come asking for introductions!”

The photographer was joking, but Zhang Ling blushed furiously.

Although embarrassed, she was secretly happy.

After so many years, she seemed to have found a piece of herself again. Planning for herself, caring only about her own happiness—it felt so liberating.

She had lived before as if in vain.

Over the next two days, the clarified newspaper article was published as scheduled. Local and county radio stations also broadcast Zhang Qiao’s pickled vegetable base clarification statement repeatedly, and even roadside bulletin boards displayed photos of the base.

Photos couldn’t lie, right? There was no Photoshop back then.

Passersby would glance at them; the pickled vegetable jars were neatly arranged, workers orderly, hair fully covered. There was no sign of any alleged manure pit, and with jars that deep, there was no way anyone could step inside with their feet.

With such thorough clarification, the rumors collapsed on their own. The photos also built immense trust in the quality of Zhang Qiao’s pickled vegetables. Some people even came by wanting to buy some to cook.

Business at the store boomed, even better than before.

This wave of publicity unintentionally advertised Zhang Qiao’s base. Merchants seeking cooperation nearly broke down the door.

Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Qiao immediately made a decision: she would turn her pickled vegetables into a brand. Besides supplying franchisees, she wanted to sell to thousands of households. Later, she could even package them as pickled fish seasoning kits for nationwide sales—it wouldn’t be impossible.

Zhang Qiao was extremely busy, and Lin Tianyue’s batch of goods also brought him a huge profit.

He had brought in goods worth 13,000 yuan, added Gu Yu’s 20,000 yuan investment, totaling over 30,000 yuan of electronics.

These products were all the hottest in the market. Digital watches at five yuan each were snapped up, not to mention tape recorders and cameras—essential items for newlyweds.

As Gu Yu said, as long as there were goods, there was no worry about sales. Lin Tianyue rented a small storefront, and in less than a week, all the goods were sold. After deducting Gu Yu’s profit and costs, he netted 30,000 yuan!

For Lin Tianyue, this was a fortune.