Chapter 65

Chi Jiao from the beginning to the end is a face indifferent smile, "well, Dad, I'm a little tired, I want to go up to have a rest."

"All right, let's go." Chi Mingwei watched Chi Jiao go upstairs.

"Hum, what are you tired of? I don't think she can understand painting, so she has to go?" Chi Ze hummed.

Zhu Limin see Chi Mingwei unhappy frown, quickly grab in front of him, scold Chi Ze, "Ozawa, can't talk like this."

To say that, at least not in front of Chi Mingwei. Chi Mingwei likes that little slut so much. If he talks too much, Chi Mingwei gets angry, they will have bad luck.

"Dad, don't worry about Ozawa. Tell me, do you like this painting?" Chi Yan embraces Chi Mingwei's arm, waiting for his answer.

"Of course, Yan Yan, you have a heart." Chi Mingwei said and raised his hand to touch Chi Yan's head.

Chi Yan smiles and leans her head on Chi Mingwei's shoulder.

What about Chi Jiao's popularity? She doesn't understand her father's preference and has no money to buy an authentic work!

All is just the beginning, she will let Chi Jiao slowly understand the gap between them!

"Of course Yanyan has a heart. Husband, I think we should mount this picture and hang it in the living room. This is an authentic work of an. If a guest comes to our house and sees this painting, we will have light on our face. " Zhu Limin put forward a proposal.

"Yes, it's time to mount the painting well, otherwise it will be a pity to get it dirty and damaged." Chi Ze said, looking at the painting and unwilling to move away.

When the family said this, they were all smiling. They happily looked for a picture frame and mounted the ink painting and hung it in the most prominent position in the living room.

Chi Jiao is not interested in seeing the happy expression of those people when they hang up her paintings. She takes a bath early and goes to bed.

The next morning, Chi Jiao went to school early.

Today, I didn't go to school with my brother. Chi Jiao walked in the campus depressed and passed by the teaching building of senior grade.

Chi Jiao has been wandering, until she suddenly hears a scream in her ear.

Chi Jiao subconsciously stops and looks up at the roof.

Whoosh, Chi Jiao vaguely saw a figure falling from the sky, with a loud noise, crashing on the marble floor in front of her.

Then, bursts of brittle sound of bone fracture burst into Chi Jiao's ears. She watched the blood splashing around. A girl in school uniform seemed to be a butterfly with broken wings and fell into a pool of blood.

Four splashes of blood, one splashed on Chi Jiao's face.

On Chi Jiao's snow-white face, the blood is like a bloodthirsty Mandora, blooming quietly.

At the moment of touching the blood, a large memory that didn't belong to Chi Jiao appeared in front of her eyes.

That's the memory of the girl who jumped to death, the dark basement, the smell of blood and sweat mixed up, her body is all bloodstains, in front of a man with a light on his back.

"Please, wuwuwu, let me go." Chi Jiao peeps into the memory and vaguely feels that the figure of the man who abused the girl student looks familiar.

Without waiting for Chi Jiao to see clearly, the memory of life carried by the blood suddenly stops.

And all around her, it was a mess.