The moment the man's fingers left, the girl quickly put her pajamas back on.
She turned back to look at Qi Silin and smiled. "Why that expression? Look, I'm perfectly fine now."
The man pursed his lips but didn't say anything.
You're lying. Such a big scar. He'll probably never forget what happened that day.
Neither of them slept well that night.
Qi Jiu didn't arrive at the classroom on time as usual, but returned to her family villa early. Qi Silin went to the Qi Group a second after she left.
Hearing the knock at the door, and glancing at the breakfast prepared on the table, I turned to open the door.
"Godfather, if it weren't for you, I might never have had the chance to come into this neighborhood in my entire life." Chu Cangyu said with a face full of envy.
Looking at the surrounding environment, it felt like admiring some kind of exhibition.
Qi Jiu looked at her and found the slippers that had been prepared in the cabinet next to her.
"That's an exaggeration. Your family isn't short of money."
In City A, people from other places who come to work might have limited funds, but for the original residents like them, although they can't compare to the Shen and Qi families, they still have enough money to buy a villa.
Although it may sound exaggerated, it is the truth. City A is the capital of China, and land is extremely valuable. To have a family in City A is truly remarkable.
"Please don't tease me, godfather. Do you know how expensive the villas in your neighborhood are? Even if I had the money, I wouldn't be willing to spend it. I'd rather use that money to eat a couple more nice meals."
Jiang Xin looked at the entire villa, a hint of envy in her eyes. "Qiqi, can I take a look?"
There are many artworks on the walls around here, and even some beautiful paintings.
Looking around, this villa not only looks cozy but also has an artistic flair. It's not fake; it's a veritable art studio!
The girl nodded. "Okay, let's eat first, otherwise it will get cold. After we eat, you can look at it however you want."
Anyway, none of them had morning classes.
Looking at the sumptuous breakfast prepared on the table, Zhu Luoxing was slowly moved. The way she looked at Qi Jiu changed, as if she were looking at her own father.
"Godfather, you didn't start preparing all this before dawn, did you? I'm so touched."
Qi Jiu sneered, "Dream on. I had someone buy it from outside, just a few minutes before you arrived."
Zhu Luoxing: "..." No, what about love?
He Qingfeng looked at the fragrant pan-fried buns on the table, and even his usually wooden face showed a rare smile.
"Junior, that middle-aged man from yesterday is fine now."
Following Qi Jiu's instructions, they fed her another pill eight hours later, after which she vomited a lot of black blood again.
Although he was somewhat disoriented after vomiting, he was awake for at least a few minutes before passing out again.
However, such a change is already a great step forward.
After being examined by the grandfather and other pharmacists from the He family, the middle-aged man was found to be fine; he had simply lost consciousness due to exhaustion.
As long as you get enough rest, it shouldn't be a problem.
"I know."
The girl nodded, showing no surprise whatsoever, as if she were quite confident about the matter.
“He should be awake by now. Grandpa is undecided, but he doesn’t dare to let him go blindly, so he’s using various excuses to keep him here.”
Qi Jiu swallowed the pan-fried bun in her mouth and nodded. "Yes, we can't let them go yet. After dinner, I'll go to your house again. This matter is far more complicated than you think."
Actually, she could have gone to the He family's house from the beginning, but after what happened yesterday, she should have some information from the reporters now.
Going there early in the morning would likely mean running into reporters lying in wait. Then, many things might become unclear, but I have to go now.
After the meal, Qi Jiu smiled as she watched the group of people touring the villa like kindergarten children.
"Qiqi, this painting... is it real? You actually have a real one?"
The girl was taken aback, then walked over to Jiang Xin's side and pursed her lips as she looked at the exquisite oil painting on the wall.
"...This is fake. It looks better hanging on the wall. I don't have the ability to get a real one. It looks quite nice hanging on the wall, though."
Jiang Xin didn't speak. Her eyes scanned the painting in front of her from beginning to end like a scanner, her face showing a hint of disappointment and confusion.
“That shouldn’t be the case. The artist of this oil painting is Stephen, my favorite oil painting master. I often study his works. The one hanging on your wall doesn’t look fake. Even many details that would cause problems are fine here.”
Qi Jiu: "..."
Oh no, a knowledgeable person has arrived.
"A high-quality replica. This is a high-quality replica; many people haven't even been able to tell the difference. Even Stephen himself would be baffled by this piece."
Stephen: "..."
Jiang Xin nodded with some doubt. Although she still thought it was true, she thought of Stephen's identity, and the thought quietly disappeared from her mind.
"Godfather, your gun is so cool!"
Chu Cangyu's howl rang out instantly. The girl turned around and came to Chu Cangyu's side. Looking at the framed pistol on the wall, she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Can I take it down and take a look?" At this moment, Chu Cangyu's eyes were sparkling as he stared intently at Qi Jiu.
"...Okay." Seriously, being called godfather with starry eyes is impossible to refuse!
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Cangyu carefully raised his hand and took the pistol off the wall. His movements were so delicate that they were not treating it like a precious treasure, but rather like he was holding his great-grandmother.
Great-grandmother: "..."
"It feels amazing! Of all the models I've seen, yours is the most realistic. You must have gone to great lengths to make it."
Chu Cangyu opened his mouth wide and touched the pistol.
Before Qi Jiu could speak, she heard a 'click' sound. She froze, stiffly turning her neck to look at Chu Cangyu. This guy…
The other person paused, looking at the pistol in his hand, and the smile on his lips slowly faded.
Just as Qi Jiu thought she was about to waste her breath explaining to him, she heard Chu Cangyu let out a monkey-like cry.
"Ahhh! Godfather, you're my god! This model can even be loaded! And the feel of it, you'd think it was a real gun! I made the right choice today! I entered a neighborhood I'd never be allowed into in my life, and I even touched such a realistic handgun! I've hit the jackpot!"
Qi Jiu: "..." I really overestimated him.
His shout also drew the attention of the people around him. He Qingfeng looked at Chu Cangyu's excited expression and pursed his lips.
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