Chapter 22 Don't let your child get hurt by her temper

"I missed him so much yesterday."

Chi Liuai took the jam lid that the bodyguard had helped open and scraped the spatula across the bread. "Did you really not tell him that I was really scared being home alone?"

The bodyguard ignored the questioning look. He finally understood why Mr. Meng's schedule had changed so frequently in recent days.

"Miss Chi, we will do whatever we can to convey it."

Chi Liuai: "Where is Brother Yuzhi now?"

"The itinerary is confidential."

A simple bear-shaped toast cake, Chi Liuai poured jam on the edges. This was made specially for Chi Liuai by the Filipino maid in charge of breakfast. The last step was for Chi Liuai to pour jam on it. To round it off, this was also made by Chi Liuai.

Chi Liuai took a photo and sent it to "Chen Hui."

[Xiao Xiong said he really wants to see Brother Yuzhi~ When will Brother Yuzhi come back?]

Seeing that the baker's skills were no less than those of other bakers, Chi Liuai excitedly hugged the maid and said with emotion, "We are really amazing!"

But Chi Liuai waited a long time for a reply. She pushed the cake to the bodyguard beside her. Even the usually playful Chi Liuai could be aloof sometimes, especially today, when she was in a very bad mood.

Chi Liuai sensed a crisis.

The bodyguards no longer call her Madam.

She thought that Brother Yuzhi must be being stingy again.

Chi Liuai was anxiously trying to call Chi Baoyuan. She squatted on the carpet, twirling her hair with her fingertips, waiting for the other party to answer.

After the beeping sound, Chi Liuai called out in humiliation: "Sister Baoyuan." She will always remember such a humble day!

It turned out that the person on the opposite side was Chi Cheng.

As expected, Chi Cheng started to mock Chi Liuai, leaving Chi Liuai speechless due to her lack of confidence. Her face turned red with anger, and she opened her mouth stammeringly, but was blocked by Chi Cheng again.

"Don't bother with Mr. Meng anymore. If you want to get married, there are plenty of men for you to choose from. Be careful not to be greedy!" Chi Cheng sneered, "Baoyuan is going to see Grandma He today."

When he exerted force with his hand, his numb scalp felt a sting, and Chi Liuai was stunned.

There was no sound on the phone. Chi Cheng thought it was hung up. He put his ear close to the line and suddenly heard a scream and blurted out something.

"You are the snake, the scoundrel!"

Oh, she's throwing a tantrum again. Chi Cheng has never been too tolerant of this sister he has little affection for.

He still remembered the first few days when Chi Liuai had just returned to the Chi family. He never called him brother, and no one cared even though he was unfamiliar with the environment. But one night, he saw the young Chi Liuai sneaking into Baoyuan's room and stealing things.

The Chi family will not allow a child with such low morals.

From then on, everyone in the family was wary of Chi Liuai. It was more like they were helping her correct this bad habit than being wary of her. As a result, the situation became more serious.

Once again, Chi Liuai was suspected of having made a mistake. Faced with his unintentional call of "little beast", Chi Liuai threw a tantrum at home: "Since you think it's my fault, it means you are not good people either! You gave birth to a little beast, and raised a little beast. Well, now we are all beasts. Are you satisfied now?"

He kept calling himself a little beast and his father an old beast for three whole days.

Later, I cancelled her credit card and starved her for a few days before she recovered.

But it didn't stop Chi Liuai from thanking his brother for his kindness behind his back after receiving some pocket money: "Thank you, little beast's beast brother~"

What's the need to be tolerant towards such people?

"It's necessary!" Chi Liuai said in a muffled voice. Cheng Xuewei was busy wiping her tears. The tears fell one after another. Chi Liuai was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Sister Xuewei to wipe them, so when she stretched out her hand, she obediently turned her face over. At this time, she could smell the faint fragrance on Sister Xuewei's body.

Just like mom's scent.

She burst into tears again, "I think I need to write down what Chi Cheng said in my diary!"

Chi Liuai was busy recording in his grudge book with both hands.

"Oh, my baby, if you cry like this, your brother Yuzhi will be heartbroken."

Cheng Xuewei was always like this, warming her equally hot hands with hers in a foreign country, a gesture that was cumbersome in the summer and unnecessary in the winter. Cheng Xuewei explained: Chi Liuai always had a magic that made people want to touch her hands, it must be because she was so lovable. Every time this happened, Chi Liuai's eyes would light up and she would always ask, "Really? Really?"

She always wanted to confirm, are there really so many people who like her?

In this way, will she be allowed to return home?

But at that time, what Chi Liuai wanted to say was not a question, but two words that she had learned to pronounce but could never say out loud.

Look, these hands rubbed Liuai's hair, and the pain from pulling her hair yesterday and today completely disappeared. Chi Liuai took a deep breath and told Sister Xuewei.

"There's a problem between me and Brother Yuzhi."

Cheng Xuewei:?

Chi Liuai felt a little helpless and sighed: "I have broken up with him."

"Because I seem to have made a small mistake before, or maybe it was a big mistake. I can't remember if it was me, but everyone says it was me, so that's it."

Chi Liuai avoided Cheng Xuewei's gaze and pretended to look at the sky. This posture made her neck hurt, so she lowered her head to look at the ground, rubbing the corner of her clothes with her fingers irregularly.

She knew that Sister Xuewei would not call her a little beast like Chi Cheng did, but she was afraid that her only friend would look at her with disbelief.

Cheng Xuewei didn't ask any further questions and waited quietly for Chi Liuai.

There were also servants who came to tell her that Mr. Darcy had something to do, some household chores, and the Darcy family would be visiting friends in the next few days, all of which needed to be handled by Cheng Xuewei after her marriage.

Time is precious.

But people are more important, aren't they?

"But I think." Chi Liuai still whispered his unconvinced words, "But I think Brother Yuzhi can't look down on me now because of my past mistakes. I'm not a bad person at all now."

She has changed a lot during this period of time, why can't Brother Yuzhi see it?

Compared to this, she hoped that Brother Yuzhi could believe her a little more.

Instead, he has not appeared in front of me from last night until now.

Cheng Xuewei burst out laughing. She asked someone to tidy up Liu'ai, whose face was covered with tears. She took the itinerary that the servant had prepared long ago and simply deduced from Darcy's work where Mr. Meng would appear this afternoon.

Polo matches, news interviews, charity events...

Finally, it was decided to hold a charity event in the name of an art exhibition, similar to Chi Baoyuan's personal exhibition. The difference was that this time Master ROK invited celebrities from all walks of life to entertain in the form of a party or competition. All expenses were borne by the Meng family, and the profits from the corresponding auction would be donated to the education fund for children in poor areas.

This is a mutually beneficial opportunity.

Chi Baoyuan once relied on several exhibitions of the Chi family to create the gimmick of a talented girl.

"Some things are better said in person. Even if you make a mistake, admitting it in person is better than being told off by others." Cheng Xuewei coaxed Chi Liuai to the exhibition hall, patted her on the back, and comforted her, "Be brave. Even if you can't meet Mr. Meng, you can have a good time with the title of Mrs. Meng."

Even when drunk, ROK sighed, "Yu, when did you start looking at things in a philanthropic way? These paintings must not appear in my exhibition hall."

Folding my hands, I said, "God will never forgive me."

Meng Yuzhi leaned his elbows on the mahogany railing, unwilling to deal with the smell of alcohol on ROK. He stared intently at the center of the exhibition hall, where there were collections from various families, but Meng Yuzhi alone brought three different paintings.

ROK, a man with an extreme pursuit of art, politely declined the exhibition of the three paintings on the spot. When he learned that they were brought by Mr. Meng, he fell silent and went upstairs to beg Mr. Meng to forgive him for selling the paintings privately. Otherwise, why would he come to smash his sign?

These three paintings have no artistic value at all. At best, they were created by an amateur with a little hobby.

Meng Yuzhi raised his hand slightly. ROK looked at his arrogance. The emerald ring shone with a cold light. Then the bodyguards behind him rushed up, forcing ROK to scream for mercy, although he didn't know how he had offended Meng Yuzhi.

But the bodyguard did not stay beside him. He heard Meng Yuzhi's simple order: "Protect her and don't let her be bullied."

The bodyguards dispersed.

ROK came back to his senses from the bodyguard's departing figure, turned his head, and saw Meng Yuzhi's smile that didn't reach his eyes. He replied to him lightly: "ROK, God will not forgive gamblers, but here, there is no God."

The air was silent, and ROK could hear his heartbeat. He'd squandered tens of millions of dollars at the casino, been harassed by a few Italian Mafia henchmen, and heard a few more had sneaked in today, something he'd clearly done well to conceal.

"ROK, it's just a child's hobby." Meng Yuzhi's leather-gloved hand patted ROK's trembling shoulder steadily, and he side-glanced at the faint teeth marks on the glove and smiled.

Good kids also know to skip classes and go out to play.

Chi Liuai's emotions come and go quickly.

Then the emotions came back.

Unlucky Chi Liuai met someone she couldn't remember at all, but this person seemed to dislike her very much.

After she separated from Cheng Xuewei, she stared at the painting on the wall not far away, lost in thought. In fact, she didn't know why, but it seemed like she hadn't been able to fill her mind with anything for a long time. As long as she was alone, there was always a thin layer of fog covering her head, eyes, ears, and breathing...

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Liang Qingya had a forced smile on her face, and her sisters also gathered around her.

Chi Liuai subconsciously stepped back.

Liang Qingya: "You've been looking at it for so long, do you like this painting?"

Liang Qingya was not surprised to see Chi Liuai here. She had seen a pretty figure standing blankly in the center of the much-anticipated exhibition hall from a distance. She thought it was a model posing there, so keen on stealing the spotlight. When she got closer, she saw that it was an acquaintance.

No wonder, she knew everything about Chi Liuai.

He is uneducated, lazy and likes to eat. However, he has made a great impression on people in the circle by relying on his pretty face.

Liang Qingya has been in a bad mood recently. She was confined to her house for two months by her father for no reason, and she was so angry that she had no place to vent.

"I'm asking you a question!" said the blonde girl.

Chi Liuai nodded and said, "Not bad."

Liang Qingya: "Compared to your sister, who is better?"

Chi Baoyuan and Chi Liuai looked carefully and found that it was Liang Qingya's work. Due to her inferior status, she could only say: "It's all good."

One of them laughed and said, "You are afraid to tell the truth."

Well, Chi Liuai wanted to be an honest child. She turned to Liang Qingya and the four or five girls around her and said, "I don't think your painting is as good as mine, and Chi Baoyuan can't compare to me either."

A girl: "How can you be so immodest!"

Chi Liuai said to her, "You are not as good as me."

Another person angrily said, "Don't be so proud! Qingya is very good, okay?"

Chi Liuai sighed to her: "You can't compare to me."

Liang Qingya's face flushed with anger: "Playing the lute to a cow!"

Chi Liuai remained calm: "You are the worst."

People suddenly rushed forward, and Chi Liuai then remembered who Liang Qingya was. She was the bad woman who let the bodyguards bully her. She also learned some self-defense skills in the Meng family, so at least she could leave the scene without being so embarrassed!

The girls looked at each other and took a few steps back.

Chi Liuai thought they were frightened by her, but suddenly she felt a gust of wind passing over her head and turned her head.

He is Meng Yuzhi's bodyguard.

"Madam's problem has been resolved." After Chen Hui finished dealing with the matters at hand, he realized that Chi Liuai was also present and came forward with the bodyguard to deal with this minor dispute.

Meng Yuzhi gently stroked the pen in his hand, looked at the lines of the words engraved on it, and slowly instructed: "Children are playing around, don't be too careful."

"yes."

Chen Hui said, "Madam is kind."

"Nothing to vent?"

Chen Hui paused, hesitated, and recounted Chi Liuai's behavior in serious words.

"Madam, order the bodyguards to guard these young ladies."

"She demanded that everyone praise her paintings in person for ten minutes, with no limit of 800 words. She also demanded that they post a Weibo post criticizing Ms. Chi Baoyuan before she would let them go."

Meng Yuzhi said nothing and slowly put down his pen.

Chen Hui looked up and saw that the cold eyes had a smile on their faces. He heard Mr. Meng sigh and say.

"Child's temper."

"Tell her to come up."

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