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Jiang Baizhi, who had left early, was now sitting quietly in the living room of the Jiang family's old house. She leaned against Liu Peilan, her eyes dodging, not daring to meet the angry Jiang Zhezhou's gaze.
"Xiaozhi, your performance in the variety show this time was really terrible! You have to know that you represent the image of the Jiang family! Do you know how much your performance in the variety show caused the Jiang family's stock market to fall?" Jiang Zhezhou said angrily, his voice like thunder, full of blame and dissatisfaction.
"Okay, okay, this can't all be blamed on Xiaozhi. If you want to blame someone, blame the person who stole the money!" Liu Peilan looked at her husband with heartache, while also defending Jiang Baizhi.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be like this..." Jiang Baizhi's voice was choked, tears welled up in her eyes, and her face was full of grievance and sadness.
"Stop talking, my daughter is about to cry." Liu Peilan couldn't bear to listen any longer. She hugged Jiang Baizhi tightly, wanting to give her some comfort.
"Oh, you, I've been spoiled by you!" Jiang Zhezhou said helplessly. Although there was still anger in his eyes, there was also some helplessness and heartache.
"Dad, I promise, I'll do my best next time and make up for all the losses I've suffered this time," Jiang Baizhi said firmly, her eyes gleaming with confidence. She had every confidence she could accomplish this. After all, the next guest in the original story was a devoted supporter of Jiang Baizhi. She could use this opportunity to stage a comeback.
"You, just stop making mistakes." Jiang Zhezhou heard his daughter's solemn promise, but the anger on his face hadn't completely dissipated. He frowned slightly, his eyes still holding a hint of pessimism. He shook his head gently and sighed helplessly, seemingly not holding much hope for Jiang Baizhi's words.
"Don't worry, Dad! I will definitely do it!" Jiang Baizhi said confidently. She straightened her back and looked at Jiang Zhezhou with a firm gaze filled with persistence and determination. "I will definitely perform well in the next variety show. I will let you see my transformation and make the Jiang family's image shine again! I will definitely not let you down!"
*
Night gradually fell, and a darkness as thick as ink quietly enveloped the entire earth. After Su Jingmo received a call, he went to the study to deal with work, leaving Qu Qingdai alone in the huge new home.
Qu Qingdai wandered alone through her new home, curiously examining every corner. Before she knew it, she arrived at a room filled with a dreamy purple. It felt like something straight out of a fairy tale, enchanting and captivating.
Upon entering the room, the first thing that catches your eye is the light purple quilt, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere. A Venetian glass lamp, suspended from the ceiling, radiates a captivating glow. Its exquisite and unique form, vibrant in color, adds a touch of mystery and fantasy to the room. Beneath the lamp, a shaggy, ankle-deep Turkish rug sinks to the floor, creating a sense of incomparable comfort and tranquility. Several purple crystal curtains drape in front of the door. As the breeze blows through the floor-to-ceiling windows, they sway gently, like rests playing a beautiful string instrument, adding a touch of dynamic beauty to the room.
Next to the spacious bed sat a large dressing table. It was filled with a dazzling array of brand-name skincare and cosmetics, gleaming like stars. A large, bright mirror nestled in the top of the table reflected every detail with such clarity that it seemed to encompass the entire world.
Qu Qingdai slowly walked towards a purple door curtain. When she lifted the curtain and walked in, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. The scene inside suddenly brightened up. It was all too exaggerated!
Behind the curtains, a large dressing room, its sheer size astonishing. What's truly astonishing is not just the room's spaciousness, but the clothes, shoes, and jewelry displayed within. It could easily be a luxury clothing, shoe, and jewelry store. A wide variety of designer goods, both men's and women's, are neatly displayed. Each item betrays the owner's wealth and power.
Qu Qingdai casually picked up a white men's shirt and walked lightly to the bathroom. She had a small hope in her heart: to shower before her husband, Su Jingmo, finished work and greet him in the most beautiful way. Although her closet was filled with many beautiful pajamas of her own, her favorite thing was to put on Su Jingmo's shirt after a shower. Because it had his unique scent on it.
Qu Qingdai happily took a comfortable hot bath, letting the warm water soothe every inch of her skin. She thoroughly enjoyed the tranquility and relaxation of this moment, and then walked out of the bathroom contentedly.
The baggy white men's shirt she wore didn't completely conceal her perfect figure. The subtle, sculpted curves that appeared faintly gave off a sense of ultimate allure. Most striking of all were her long, gleaming white legs, slender and straight, dazzlingly beautiful. Covered only by the oversized shirt, her entire legs were exposed, leaving one's mouth dry at the mere sight. Her white, tender ankles, perfectly rounded and graceful, her ten toes a faint pink hue, resting bare on the soft carpet, exuded an irresistible allure that captivated everyone.
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