Big Shot Little Jiaojiao Breaks Her Persona Again

  Chapter 65 How to Jump Down

  Chi Jiao smiled indifferently from beginning to end, "Well, Dad, I'm a little tired, I want to go up and rest first."

   "Okay, go now." Chi Mingwei watched Chi Jiao upstairs.

   "Hmph, what is tired? I think she can't understand the painting, so she has to go?" Chi Ze hummed.

  Zhu Limin frowned when he saw Chi Mingwei unhappy, and hurriedly rushed in front of him to scold Chi Ze, "Ozawa, you can't talk like that."

  To say, at least you can’t say in front of Chi Mingwei. Chi Mingwei likes that little **** so much. If he talks too much, Chi Mingwei is angry, and they are all unlucky.

   "Dad, leave Ozawa alone, tell me, do you like this painting?" Chi Yan took Chi Mingwei's arm, waiting for his answer in anticipation.

   "Of course I like it, Yanyan, you are interested." Chi Mingwei said, raising his hand to touch Chi Yan's head.

  Chi Yan smiled, her head cleverly leaning on Chi Mingwei's shoulder.

  How about Chi Jiao being spoiled? She doesn't understand her father's preferences and has no money to buy an authentic copy of AN!

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

"Of course Yanyan is interested. Husband, I think we hurry up and hung up this painting in the living room. This is the authenticity of AN. If a guest comes to our house and sees this painting, we will have light on our face. "Zhu Limin made a suggestion with joy.

   "Yes, it is time to mount this painting properly, otherwise it would be a pity that it will be soiled and broken." Chi Ze said, his eyes staying on the painting and reluctant to move away.

  The whole family all smiled when they said it. They happily looked for the frame, framed this ink painting, and hung it in the most conspicuous position in the living room.

  Chi Jiao was not interested in seeing the happy expressions of those people when they hung up her paintings. She took a shower and went to bed early.

   Early the next morning, I went to school sooner or later.

  I couldn’t go to school with my brother today. Chi Jiao walked depressedly on the campus and passed by the upper-grade teaching building.

  Chi Jiao had been wandering around until she suddenly heard someone scream in her ear.

Chi Jiao stopped subconsciously and looked up at the roof.

With a swish, Chi Jiao vaguely saw a figure falling from the sky, accompanied by a loud noise, crashing on the marble floor in front of her.

   Immediately afterwards, bursts of crackling bones broke into Chi Jiao's ears. She watched as the blood spattered everywhere. A girl in school uniform seemed to be a butterfly with broken wings, falling into a pool of blood.

One of the splashes of blood fell on Chi Jiao's face.

  Chi Jiao’s snow-white little face, the blood was like a bloodthirsty mandala flower, quietly blooming.

  At the moment of contact with blood, a large memory that didn't belong to Chi Jiao appeared before her eyes.

  That is the memory of the girl who died by jumping off the building. The dark basement, the smell of blood and sweat mixed, her body was covered with blood stains, and there was a man standing in front of her with a light behind her back.

"Please, oooooo, let me go." A sorrowful begging for mercy came from my ears. Chi Jiao peeked into this memory and vaguely felt that the figure of the man who abused the female student looked good. look familiar.

Without waiting for Chi Jiao to see clearly, the memory of his life carried by the blood came to an abrupt end.

  And all around her, there was already a mess.

  　 After a busy day, I write as soon as I go home. I’m tired of shit. There is still 2 for the party.

  (End of this chapter)