Big Shot Little Jiaojiao Breaks Her Persona Again

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Walking to the gate of the villa, the driver rang the doorbell.

After dozens of seconds, the electronic door opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man in a neat suit who looked like a housekeeper appeared in front of Chi Jiao.

"Butler Zhou, I brought the second lady back." The driver said with a smile.

Butler Zhou nodded indifferently, and then his eyes that implied a sharp scrutiny fell on Chi Jiao.

The girl was wearing a white sweater, a black and white plaid pleated skirt, and light brown deerskin boots. She looked slender and weak, like a cub that could be bullied at will.

She lowered her head, as if she was very inferior.

Butler Zhou calmly retracted his scrutinizing eyes, and the corners of his lips tickled mockingly.

As expected of a girl who was raised in the mountains, she didn't even dare to look up at people, she looked like a small family.

Chi Jiao didn't know that Housekeeper Zhou had looked at her from head to toe, and she was thinking about her own affairs.

In her previous life, the first time she and Quan Jue met was the first day she returned to Chi's home.

Quan Jue is the illegitimate son of the Quan family. For some special reason, he moved into Chi's house three years ago, and is nominally her father's adopted son.

The reason why she planned to come back early was to see Quan Jue earlier.

I don't know if I'll be able to meet him soon.

"Second miss, don't stand at the door, come in." Butler Zhou took the luggage from the driver's hand.

It wasn't until Steward Zhou's voice came from above her head that Chi Jiao pulled it out of her own thoughts.

The structure of the villa is very special. From the entrance to the living room, you need to go through a long corridor.

There are more than a dozen ink paintings neatly hung on the walls of the corridor, and the style seems to be from the same person.

The style of painting is quite clear, but there are still many shortcomings.

Chi Jiao pursed her lips lightly.

Butler Zhou noticed that the girl kept her eyes on the painting, and a look of disdain flashed on her face.

"Those paintings are the works of the young master. The young master has a talent for painting since he was a child. He has already won the grand prize in the children's category of the AC Ink Painting Creation Competition at the age of eight." Butler Zhou said this with pride in his tone. Just about to overflow.

The ac ink painting competition is a creative competition that has only been held in the past five years. It was founded by the world-famous mysterious painter an. Those who can stand out in this competition will have the opportunity to enter the ac studio and receive an personal instruction.

"Yes, that's very powerful." Chi Jiao said lightly, the expression on her face was still calm and there was no turbulence.

Seeing the girl's indifferent reaction, Butler Zhou wanted to say something.

But then he thought about it...

——This one grew up in the deep mountains and forests, how could a native girl understand elegant art?

So when he told her about art, wasn't he playing the piano to a cow?

So, Butler Zhou simply closed his mouth.

Passing through the long hallway and entering the living room, the eyes suddenly opened up.

A group of people are sitting in the living room chatting, the atmosphere is quite harmonious, and they don't even notice that someone has entered the living room.

Chi Jiao quickly glanced at the group of people sitting on the sofa. They were her father, stepmother, half-brother, and unrelated sister.

But there is no Quan Jue.

Chi Jiao pursed her small mouth a little aggrieved.

Butler Zhou first introduced the person sitting on the sofa to Chi Jiao in a low voice. It stands to reason that the group, except her father Chi Mingwei, had never met before Chi Jiao returned home.