Madam is too domineering after rebirth

This Ms. Zhao is the central figure in the whole plagiarism incident. Ji Jin must understand her past and origins clearly, so as to analyze her motives in this incident.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Jin went directly from the company to the residence of the painter Mo Xin after having a simple breakfast.

"Sister Jin, I'm sorry I'm late." Xia Qingtian was sweating profusely, holding some gifts that Ji Jin asked her to buy.

"Let's go there quickly." Ji Jin took some of the things and walked towards the community with Xia Qingtian.

The painter Mo Xin lives in a front row villa in a high-end community. Before coming here, Ji Jin tried to talk to Mo Xin on the phone, but was unable to contact her. In the end, Ji Jin had to go directly to her home, hoping to meet her .

Ding dong, ding dong.

The doorbell rang for a long time but no one answered, Ji Jin listened carefully to the voice inside with his ear sideways at the door.

Obviously there were footsteps, but no one came to open the door, which made people feel a little strange.

Immediately afterwards, she pressed the doorbell a second time, and after about a minute, there were finally footsteps moving towards the door.

I saw Ji Jin took half a step back and stood upright at the door.

"Hello." As soon as the door opened, Ji Jin greeted respectfully.

"Who are you? Why don't you keep pressing it, it's so noisy." The door was half-closed, and a crack was opened, and a man's voice came from inside, and the tone was not very good.

"Hi, we are from Ji's Group, and we are here today to visit Aunt Mo Xin." Ji Jin introduced herself politely with a smile.

"No time, you guys go quickly." As soon as the words fell, the door was shut again with a snap, leaving Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian outside.

Just as Ji Jin opened her mouth to speak, she didn't expect the door to be closed, and she froze in place for a moment, her hands at a loss.

"What's going on with this family, it's weird." Xia Qingtian muttered to the side.

"It's okay, maybe I didn't introduce it clearly just now." Ji Jin comforted herself in this way, and then rang the doorbell again.

After coming for a long time, it was still the original footsteps, but this time it was more hurried, which showed that I was gradually impatient.

"I said, why are you doing this? You've harassed us." The man opened the door again, pointed at Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian, with a fierce expression on his face, as if he was about to hit someone in the next second.

"I'm sorry to bother you. We have an urgent matter to find Auntie Mo Xin, so please help convey it." Ji Jin patiently explained, bowing her body slightly, her manners were all polite.

I saw that the other party stopped talking, turned around, and returned after a few seconds.

The two people outside the door thought he was going to report and looked at each other with joy.

With a bang, a whole basin of cold water poured out directly from the door, Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian were not spared, and were drenched all over.

"Why are you so unreasonable?" Xia Qingtian felt aggrieved in her heart, yelling to go forward to argue.

Before she could walk over, the door slammed shut again, Xia Qingtian was so angry that she stood at the door and stomped her feet.

A basin of cold water was hit on the face, and the two of them were extremely embarrassed. Ji Jin froze on the spot and couldn't believe that this was something that an artist's family would do. Looking back on himself, he was respectful and asked himself if there was anything he couldn't do. It is really surprising to be treated like this.

"What kind of family is this? We came here to find out the situation out of kindness, but we were treated like this. We're still an art family." Xia Qingtian was muttering, arranging the wet clothes in his hands.

"Forget it, let's go back first, maybe they are in a bad mood." Ji Jin sighed and left resentfully.

"It's covered in water." Xia Qingtian pouted and rolled her eyes at the family.

"Take it as cooling down." Ji Jin comforted Xia Qingtian by pulling her.

"Wait a minute." Just as Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian turned around and were about to leave the courtyard, a woman's voice came from behind, the voice was vicissitudes but powerful.

Ji Jin stopped, turned her head, and saw that the door of the house had been opened, and half of the wheel of the wheelchair could be seen through the door.

"Aunt Mo Xin?" Ji Jin asked tentatively.

"Aren't you here to look for me? Come in quickly." As soon as the words fell, the wheelchair began to slide into the room, leaving the door open for Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian.

Originally thought that there would be no chance to see Mo Xin today, but just when they were about to give up, Mo Xin appeared in person.

What surprised Ji Jin was that she had searched all the reports before she came, but there was no news about Mo Xin's leg problem. Since she saw Mo Xin sitting in a wheelchair just now, she couldn't help but start to feel a little nervous. Mutter.

Gently pushing the door open, Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian walked into the room.

Looking around, the layout of the whole house is very simple, which is very different from the overall style of this wealthy community, but Ji Jin can also understand that, after all, he is an artist and will definitely not be attracted by these mundane things.

Both of them followed Mo Xin's wheelchair to the living room, and found that apart from the simple decoration, there were no hanging ornaments on the walls of the whole house. This surprised Ji Jin very much. In Ji Jin's impression, as a A painter, more or less, will have a few amazing masterpieces at home, or hang a few of his own paintings as decorations.

Careful Ji Jin saw some traces of nails on the wall at a glance. If he guessed correctly, there must have been paintings hanging on this wall before, but for some reason, all of them were taken off later, so it is unknown up.

"Sit casually. There is a towel on the shelf next to you. Wipe off the water on your body. It was my naive son just now. Don't take it to heart." Mo Xin moved the wheelchair in front of the window, facing out the window, her tone indifferent, as if to This behavior of her son has long been commonplace.

Ji Jin wiped the water off her body again and again, carefully observing Mo Xin again and again.

The sunlight outside the window shone on Mo Xin's body, with a little white hair on the top of her head.

In the previous reports about Mo Xin that Ji Jin had read, her image to the public was always a delicate woman. Although she was over fifty years old, she had never seen a trace of white hair. Seeing Mo Xin now, Ji Jin couldn't help feeling a little bit Pity.

What got her thinking was what the woman in front of her had gone through, and whether it had anything to do with the painting in the art gallery.

"What are you doing with me, a half-dead old woman?" Mo Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Ji Jin and Xia Qingtian casually.

"We would like to know more about the work 'Water Drop' with you, can you tell us about its story?" Ji Jin sat cautiously on the sofa next to Mo Xin, asked, paying attention to her reaction .

When mentioning the painting of water droplets, Ji Jin clearly felt Mo Xin's shoulders shrug slightly, which shows that this painting must have a special meaning to her.

"Why are you asking this? Isn't this painting already bought by your Ji Group?" Mo Xin turned her head slightly.