Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Zhizhi was painting. Wu Qingjin's voice could be heard faintly. She kept painting with the brush in her hand and her face did not fluctuate at all.

Because Wu Qingjin was not simply jealous of her. From the moment she asked Prince Guangping to hold an art exhibition for her, he was plotting to push her into the mud step by step so that she could never get up again.

Qiao Zhizhi knew very well that some things could be forgiven, but once some things were done, never having any contact with them in this life was the least of their worries. She had not yet repaid the favor.

Perhaps, the blow Wu Qingjin suffered this time and the huge psychological gap was a kind of retribution.

Seeing that Qiao Zhizhi didn't come out, Wu Qingjin didn't give up. He kept shouting until his voice was broken and hoarse, like a cuckoo crying blood.

She held her chest and staggered in front of the Qiao family's door, her eyes red and her expression sad.

If you don’t know her, you might think she is very sincere and affectionate.

Butler Chai watched coldly, as if he was watching a play.

He didn't stop him, he just wanted to see how far Wu Qingjin could perform.

Seeing Wu Qingjin like this, he couldn't help but sigh that his acting skills were really good.

However, he has been through a lot for decades and would not believe that a person with evil intentions and who wants to harm others would suddenly change his nature.

Looking up, he saw Qiao Zhizhi coming out. Butler Chai was a little nervous. Wu Qingjin was working so hard, and Miss Zhizhi would be moved, right? After all, they had a two-year friendship foundation, and her mentality was different from that of outsiders like them.

He was worried that Zhizhi would be soft-hearted and be deceived again. Just as he was about to speak, Qiao Zhizhi raised her hand to signal him with a calm expression.

When Wu Qingjin saw Qiao Zhizhi, his eyes lit up and filled with tears: "Zhizhi, you finally came out to see me. You don't blame me anymore, do you?"

As he said this, he opened his arms and rushed towards Qiao Zhizhi.

Qiao Zhizhi didn't say anything, and the two maids behind her stepped forward and stopped Wu Qingjin.

Wu Qingjin's outstretched hand didn't even touch Qiao Zhizhi's clothes.

"Zhizhi you——"

Qiao Zhizhi lowered her eyelids and patted her sleeve which was almost caught by Wu Qingjin.

"Miss Wu, since you came to me to apologize, why don't you tell me where you went wrong?"

Wu Qingjin was stunned for a moment. Qiao Zhizhi's attitude seemed like she was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.

As expected, I achieved my goal and succeeded, so I stopped acting.

She looked at Qiao Zhizhi's hands, which were slender and strong, and indeed suitable for painting.

What she had to do was to destroy these hands, and she would only have the chance to do this if Qiao Zhizhi accepted her again.

Wu Qingjin gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Qiao Zhizhi.

"That's right. I saw you shine at the exhibition, and I was jealous of your brilliant performance at such a young age. I lost my balance and ignored you. I shouldn't have had that mentality. We are friends, and we should treat each other sincerely. I have thought it through now. Your achievements are exactly what I want to see, and I am happy for you. Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I will never do that again. From now on, you are the red flower and I will be the green leaf. I am willing to be your foil for the rest of my life."

"Is that all?" Qiao Zhizhi said lightly, but with a biting force.

She didn't think that Wu Qingjin's kneeling to her would shorten her life. Wu Qingjin was plotting to harm her and was already guilty of sin.

Wu Qingjin thought to herself that her attitude in confessing her guilt was impeccable, so what else did Qiao Zhizhi want to hear?

"Zhizhi, I've said everything I need to say. I sincerely apologize to you. I hope you can put aside the past and we can be friends again. I will show you my sincerity."

Qiao Zhizhi looked at her calmly. "You asked me to use realism in my ink paintings, saying it's a trend nowadays. But later I learned that Dazeguo has always been based on freehand brushwork. With the limited techniques and pigments, insisting on realism will only backfire and make it look dull and clumsy. I've tried it as you said, and the paintings are completely unbearable."

"If I exhibit paintings like this, I will only be criticized and ridiculed. Isn't this the situation you want to see?"

"You've invited so many noble ladies and gentlemen who are friends with you. Most of those celebrities are also old friends of your Wu family. You're just waiting for everyone to speak in unison, trample me into the dirt, and destroy all my confidence."

"You came to apologize to me, but you avoided the main point, thinking that this way I wouldn't be able to recognize your true face. You're approaching me now, so you must have other plans. Anyway, I have seen clearly what kind of person you are now. Why don't you tell me what else you want to do."

Qiao Zhizhi's words that revealed the truth were like heavy hammers, hammering Wu Qingjin's heart repeatedly, leaving her speechless and unable to find a rebuttal.

Her extremely hypocritical disguise was exposed layer by layer, and now she was kneeling on the ground like a clown with nowhere to hide.

"That's not true, Zhizhi, listen to me. Someone told me that realistic style might become popular. Look, your realistic oil paintings are very popular now, aren't they? It proves that what I told you was right. I have fulfilled your wish, Zhizhi." Wu Qingjin thought hard and came up with this explanation, which should be able to make things right.

But Qiao Zhizhi has grown two years older now, so she is not so easy to fool.

"The oil painting caused a huge response because of the amazing realism it achieved. It was something you and everyone else hadn't anticipated. It's very difficult to do with ink painting. You asked me to add a brushstroke to the ink painting, adding unnecessary details, and you said you were fulfilling my wish."

"If you had really said it, I would have been hiding at home, enduring the storm outside, not even daring to leave the house. And you were hypocritically comforting me, continuing to pretend to be my friend, while stepping on me to gain greater fame."

Wu Qingjin's knees were sore from kneeling, but Qiao Zhizhi didn't believe anything she said and instead exposed her mercilessly.

Seeing Qiao Zhizhi's indifferent face and her attitude of completely disregarding their past friendship, Wu Qingjin knew that she had come and knelt in vain today, and could not even change Qiao Zhizhi's feelings.

"Qiao Zhizhi, you're being so ruthless. You really don't consider me a friend at all."

Wu Qingjin held his knees and slowly stood up, his tone mixed with hatred.

"You were the one who did it. I was just stating the truth." Qiao Zhizhi sneered, "From the day you schemed against me, we're no longer friends."

"You are not welcome at the Qiao family's door. If you still have any shame, never show up again."

Wu Qingjin also laughed and put on a hostile posture.

"Do you really think that once you become famous in the Prince of Guangping's Palace, you can rest easy forever?"

"Everything you have today is thanks to me, and I will make you return it all."

Qiao Zhizhi nodded slightly: "You've torn your face, which is good. Otherwise, I would feel tired watching you acting."