"Hello, Grandpa Lin!" Qiqi was led down from the car by Madam Ji and politely bowed to greet Uncle Lin.
With a composed demeanor and adorable appearance, her large eyes curved into crescent moons, she is incredibly cute.
Her dignified and composed demeanor made her seem less like an orphanage child and more like a well-bred young lady from a prominent family.
Even for children carefully raised by aristocratic families, it takes at least six or seven years old to see the results.
Miss Qiqi is so young, yet she already has such excellent manners and poise. No wonder she caught the eye of the madam.
Regardless of what Uncle Lin thought to himself, he maintained a very respectful demeanor on the surface.
They didn't look down on Qiqi just because she was an adopted child.
Madam Ji led Qiqi into the house, introducing her to the place as they walked.
"Qiqi already knows that there are six older brothers in the family. But at this time, apart from your sixth brother, the other five brothers are at school."
"When they come back, Mommy will introduce you to them."
"Now, Qiqi, are you going to see your sixth brother?"
Madam Ji asked the question hesitantly because the sixth son had a rather eccentric personality, and she was afraid of frightening the little girl.
Speaking of the Ji family's children, they are all exceptionally outstanding.
The eldest, Ji Zhixu, is sixteen years old this year and is already a second-year graduate student at Tsinghua University.
A gifted child prodigy, he has won numerous international awards at a young age. He is also known for his humility and gentle nature, a model of a privileged young man praised by all.
The second child, Ji Jinnian, is thirteen years old and a senior at Beijing No. 1 High School.
Although not as amazing as the eldest son of the Ji family, he is still a genius and has won numerous awards.
The third child, Ji Jingchi, is eleven years old and has just started junior high school.
Because Madam Ji was frightened during her pregnancy, resulting in premature birth, his health has never been very good. He may not look as stunning as his two older brothers, but he is still very talented.
Lao Siji Yunhan is nine years old this year and is still in elementary school.
Unlike his third brother, the fourth son of the Ji family was as strong as an ox and naturally powerful. At a young age, he could shatter a large rock with a single punch. He was taken in as a disciple by an elder of a hidden ancient martial arts family in Beijing and won the national championship at the International Youth Martial Arts Competition at the beginning of the year.
Ji Jinyou, the fifth child, is seven years old this year and is also in elementary school.
This kid is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He looks soft, innocent, and naive on the outside, but he's actually a sly little devil who can fool even human traffickers.
Ji Zeqian, the sixth child, is five years old this year. He should be in kindergarten, but he has always stayed at home.
Ji Zeqian suffers from severe autism and never speaks. If the examination results hadn't shown that his vocal cords were perfectly fine, Ji Chengfeng and his wife would have suspected that their son was mute.
They also tried sending Ji Zeqian to a special school, but on his first day there, he bit a child.
Even with the Ji family's status, no school dared to take him on.
So until he was five years old, Ji Zeqian stayed at home and stayed in his room all day, never coming out to see anyone.
Thinking of her sixth son, Madam Ji couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Of all her children, she was most worried about the sixth one.
The reason I so desperately wanted a daughter was because I felt that a daughter would be more considerate and could spend more time with my sixth child.
But now that she actually has a daughter, Madam Ji is worried that if the sixth son goes crazy, he might hurt Qiqi.
After thinking it over, she shook her head and said, "Never mind, let's meet your sixth brother after we've met your other brothers."
She had finally managed to bring her daughter home, and she didn't want her sixth son to scare her away as soon as she stepped through the door.
Let's have the other sons go first, coax the girl into staying at home, and then let the sixth son come out to meet people.
To everyone's surprise, the little girl blinked her bright eyes and said, "Mommy, it's okay. Sixth Brother won't scare Qiqi. Sixth Brother will like Qiqi a lot, and Qiqi will like Sixth Brother too."
Madam Ji was taken aback, then didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The little girl was unaware of Lao Liu's situation and probably assumed that Lao Liu, like the other children in the orphanage, would like her.
Not wanting to undermine the little girl's confidence, she simply smiled and explained, "Qiqi, Sixth Brother is a little different from the other children."
"I know!" Qiqi nodded and said in her childish voice, "Sixth Brother is Sixth Brother, and they are them."
"Qiqi will be good to Sixth Brother, very good, very good."
Hearing her childish words, Madam Ji's heart softened drastically.
For some reason, a strange sense of anticipation suddenly arose in her heart.
Qiqi is like a little angel; in such a short time, she has already healed her many times.
Perhaps, if she spends more time with Lao Liu, it might actually heal him, helping him to open up, gradually accept the world, and stop isolating himself?
At worst, if Lao Liu goes berserk and tries to hurt Qi Qi, she can just take Qi Qi away in time.
Thinking this through, Madam Ji agreed: "Alright then, shall Mommy take you to say hello to Sixth Brother?"
"Uh-huh."
Mrs. Ji led Qiqi into the villa's living room, and then took the elevator to the sixth floor.
The Ji family villa has seven floors. The first and second floors are the servants' rooms, while the third to sixth floors are the main residences.
Ji Chengfeng and his wife, along with Ji Zhixu, lived on the third floor; Ji Jinnian and Ji Jingchi lived on the fourth floor; and Ji Yunhan and Ji Jinyou lived on the fifth floor.
Because of Ji Zeqian's special circumstances, he lives alone on the sixth floor.
As the elevator doors opened, Qiqi immediately noticed the eerie aura lingering in the corridor and couldn't help but frown.
Strange, the rest of the Ji family home was spotless, and even Ji Chengfeng and his wife were not tainted by any yin energy. Why was there such a heavy yin energy on the sixth floor?
However, Qiqi glanced at Madam Ji but didn't say anything.
Madam Ji led her to a room at the end of the corridor. The door was closed. When they reached the door, Madam Ji hesitated for a moment, as if she had mentally prepared herself, before raising her hand to knock on the door.
Her voice was even softer than when she spoke to Qiqi, as if she were afraid of disturbing the people inside.
"Xiaoqian, it's Mom. Dad and Mom adopted a little girl from the orphanage today. The little girl wanted to say hello to you. Shall we come in?"
After speaking, I waited a moment, but there was no sound from inside.
Madam Ji was not surprised. After waiting for about half a minute, she turned the doorknob herself and pushed the door open.
As soon as the door opened, a gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, lifted the white blackout curtain, completely enveloping the little boy sitting on the carpet by the window.
The little boy remained motionless, but Madam Ji grew anxious and wanted to go forward to help him pull back the curtain.
However, as soon as he moved, he was grabbed.
Qiqi blinked her big eyes and said innocently, "Mommy, let me go."
After Qiqi finished speaking, she didn't wait for Madam Ji's response and ran over there on her own.
From an angle where Madam Ji couldn't see, a pair of large eyes flashed with a cold light.
You damned thing, daring to cause trouble right under the ancestor's nose! You'll get what's coming to you!
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