MGASC -Chapter 25 In My Dad’s Eyes, She Must Be the Most Beautiful

In the mirror, Lin Tianyue looked at the unfamiliar reflection of himself.

The crisp, snow-white polyester-cotton shirt, the black trousers with perfectly straight creases that clearly had been ironed, the black leather shoes polished to a shine—paired with his tall, muscular frame and ruggedly handsome face, it wasn’t just the three kids who were dumbfounded. Even Lin Tianyue himself barely recognized the man staring back at him.

“This… okay?”

He felt awkward. Wearing this suit made him feel constrained, like he couldn’t move freely.

Lin Xun gave him a thumbs-up. At that moment, a nurse walked in for the rounds. When she looked up and saw Lin Tianyue’s striking figure, she froze in awe.

When she spoke again, her face flushed: “Three little ones, it’s time to take your medicine.”

As Lin Ran approached, the nurse lowered her voice and whispered, “Your dad is way too handsome! If he goes out like this without saying anything, even your mom will have to follow him!”

Lin Jin, overhearing, exclaimed, “Really? Dad, the nurse says you’re super handsome!”

The little nurse’s face turned bright red. Lin Tianyue cleared his throat lightly and nodded slightly. “Then, thank you for your trouble.”

The nurse waved her hands nervously: “No trouble at all, no trouble at all.”

Once Lin Tianyue left, she finally breathed deeply and, in a gossipy tone, asked the three kids: “If your dad’s so handsome, your mom must be very pretty too, right?”

Lin Jin: “Of course! Aunt Fox is super pretty!”

Lin Xun: “Ahem, number three, her surname is obviously Zhang…”

Lin Ran: “Nurse, I don’t know if my mom is pretty, but in my dad’s eyes, she’s definitely the most beautiful!”

After the nurse left, Lin Jin couldn’t hold back: “Brother, do you think Dad can convince Aunt Qiao to come back this time?”

Lin Xun pondered for a while: “Hard to say.”

“Ah?”

Lin Ran ruffled his younger brother’s head: “What’s there to be afraid of? If not, we’ve got a plan B!”

…

At the guesthouse, Zhou Junlin had brought Zhou Xiaoxiao to Zhang Qiao’s room early in the morning.

Zhang Qiao handed him the text she had translated yesterday.

Zhou Junlin was delighted: “Already done? Xiao Zhang, you’re pregnant and taking care of children—aren’t you overworking yourself?”

“I’m doing something I enjoy. It’s not hard work.”

Zhang Qiao thought, who wouldn’t want money?

Unable to wait, Zhou Junlin stood at the door and immediately opened Zhang Qiao’s translation.

Out of courtesy, Zhang Qiao invited him in to sit and read.

The window was open, the curtains drawn, sunlight flooding the room. Her room had a small sofa and a table.

Zhou Junlin didn’t lock the door.

He read carefully and, after comparing with the original, found her translation very accurate—even Western slang was rendered in plain, understandable language.

“Director Zhou, do you think it’s acceptable?”

“Absolutely! Xiao Zhang, you never went to university? If not, your talent with languages is truly astonishing!”

Zhang Qiao smiled, thinking: Well, it’s just about a TEM-8 level.

Back in school, she had been intense; her vocabulary and professional skills were far ahead of the university students of this era.

“So, I can continue translating for Director Zhou?”

“Of course. I’ve picked over ten books this time, all of which can be handed to you. Each book has a different word count, so we’ll settle by the number of words. I’ll prepay you part of the deposit. How does that sound?”

Saying so, he immediately handed her over a hundred-some yuan.

The advance alone—if she finished all the translations, she could earn several hundred yuan.

Tsk, much better than tutoring!

Zhang Qiao readily agreed: “Deal! Director Zhou, any translation work in the future, just assign it to me. I’ll give you a discount!”

Zhou Junlin was in a hurry to attend a meeting. Before leaving, he reminded Xiaoxiao to behave and gave Zhang Qiao a once-over from head to toe.

Though it was an appraisal, it wasn’t lewd—it was a genuine appreciation for talent.

Zhang Qiao, sensing he wanted to say something, smiled brightly: “Director Zhou, any other requirements?”

“Xiao Zhang, have you considered working in the city? For example, as a secretary or clerk. The starting point may not be high, but you’re young. With opportunities, the future is promising!”

Working in a government office?

No, Zhang Qiao hated being restricted. If she wanted a formal job, she would have taken the civil service exam before transmigrating.

Besides, in the 1980s, earning money independently was far better than chasing an iron rice bowl.

“Thank you for your recommendation, Director Zhou, but I still want to explore other possibilities for now.”

He wasn’t surprised by her refusal; if anything, he admired her even more.

“Good. I like ambitious young people. Xiao Zhang, good luck!”

Zhang Qiao held Xiaoxiao’s little hand to see Zhou Junlin off, letting her say goodbye to her dad.

This warm, happy scene was just spotted by Lin Tianyue, who was carrying some fruit up the stairs.

He thought he had misseen, but looking closer, the man walking toward him was indeed the high-ranking official sent specifically to guide economic development.

He heard the man’s reputation was impressive, coming from the capital and serving as dean at a top university.

In short, someone like this was far beyond Lin Tianyue’s reach.

But when did Zhang Qiao get so close to him? She can let him enter her room?

Lin Tianyue stood at the staircase, not moving forward, eyes wary, his hanging hand unknowingly clenched.

Zhang Qiao, seeing him from the doorway, furrowed her brows. Why is he here?

“Xiaoxiao, let’s go inside!”

Zhou Junlin hadn’t left far when she turned and pulled Xiaoxiao in, shutting the door heavily, making Lin Tianyue’s heart skip a beat.

Now Zhou Junlin was nearby.

Though they had met before, Lin Tianyue didn’t want to talk, but Zhou Junlin immediately recognized him.

“Xiao Lin, you came to see Xiao Zhang. How’s the child? Any improvement? Let me know if you need anything.”

Lin Tianyue didn’t want to respond, but the man was polite, so he couldn’t be rude: “The child is fine and will be discharged tomorrow. Thank you for your concern.”

“That’s good. Otherwise, Xiao Zhang would have to take care of the child, work for me, and tutor Xiaoxiao. I’d feel bad.”

Lin Tianyue was lost in all this, but Zhou Junlin chatted warmly with him, asking about work progress, future plans, even giving practical advice.

Lin Tianyue admired the man’s knowledge and foresight. If not for what just happened, he would have asked to learn from him for days.

After Zhou Junlin left, Lin Tianyue peeked out the window.

He saw Zhou Junlin get into a military-green jeep with a driver and leave.

Leaning on the windowsill, hesitating slightly, Lin Tianyue finally picked up his things and knocked on Zhang Qiao’s door.

He knocked three times—no answer.

Usually, Lin Tianyue would have stormed off in anger.

But this time, he lingered and knocked a fourth time.

Inside, Zhou Xiaoxiao said, “Sister Qiao, that’s the fourth knock!”

Zhang Qiao, pointing at the words in her book, taught Xiaoxiao pronunciation in a standard voice: “Xiaoxiao, repeat after me: dog, 狗, puppy!”

Dog… man!

The fifth knock sounded.