After the real daughter was reborn, she became the favorite of the whole family

Seeing that the situation was developing in an inexplicable direction, Zhou Wanyi poked Jiang Zhi with his elbow and then freed himself from his arms.

"Mom, it's not as serious as you think." Zhou Wanyi stopped Qiao Ling's hand and explained to her: "No one pushed me, I just didn't step firmly on the stairs when I went downstairs."

Jiang Zhi sneered and said lazily: "You didn't step on the stairs firmly. How come I saw someone pushing you down the stairs?"

Qiao Ling knew Jiang Zhi's character and he would never say such things for no reason, so now she didn't believe Zhou Wanyi's words at all. Qiao Ling walked around Zhou Wanyi and looked towards the stairs to the second floor. As expected, she met Cui Wanning's eyes, who was sitting on the ground with a guilty conscience. She understood immediately.

It seems that some people really don't know the limits.

Zhou Wanyi also noticed that Qiao Ling was looking at Cui Wanning, and hurriedly explained: "Mom, this is a misunderstanding. Sister just wanted to see the bracelet that grandma gave me, but I didn't stand firmly."

Yang Qinghe watched for a long time and finally understood everything. She asked sternly, "Is that really the case, Wan Ning?"

Hearing the old lady's voice, Cui Wanning stood up with the help of the stairs and slowly walked downstairs, "Grandma, it's all my fault. I had to look at my sister's bracelet at the stairs and she almost fell down."

She was extremely unwilling to accept Zhou Wanyi's words, which indirectly meant that she was the one who caused the accident and that her feelings towards Zhou Wanyi were not pure. Not only that, she herself also owed Zhou Wanyi a favor and changed her words, otherwise Qiao Ling and Yang Qinghe would not know how to punish her.

"You are my elder sister, but you don't know how to judge the severity of the situation. Have you forgotten the promise you made to me?" Qiao Ling regretted for forgiving her so easily. "If I don't punish you, you really won't learn your lesson."

Cui Zhengrong, who had been standing aside, had not said anything, but now he made the final decision, "How about this, after the birthday banquet is over today, Cui Wanning will stay here to copy the family tree, and he can go home when I am satisfied."

Hearing the Cui family's most respected person speak, Cui Wanning was frightened and subconsciously wanted to plead for herself, "Grandpa, can we copy the family tree?" But meeting the old man's gloomy and majestic eyes of a superior, she was unable to utter a word.

Qiao Ling always respected her elders, and she had no objection to Cui Wanning's punishment, which was considered tacit acceptance. The same was true for the others present, after all, no one dared to go against the old man.

Zhou Wan repeatedly confirmed with Qiao Ling that she was fine before she was willing to let her leave.

She followed the direction Jiang Zhi left in her memory, and indeed found him on the second-floor terrace. Jiang Zhi was wearing a slim-fitting white shirt, and a pure black suit jacket casually draped over the armrest. The light penetrated through, outlining his broad shoulders and narrow waist. He held a cigarette between his fingers, and stood on the balcony with a cold expression, puffing out smoke.

Perhaps Zhou Wanyi's gaze was too hot, Jiang Zhi seemed to sense something and turned his head to take a look. Then he slowly withdrew his gaze and put out the cigarette that was not even half burned. When the smell of smoke around him dissipated, he beckoned her with his finger, "Come here."

Zhou Wanyi glared at him with a little dissatisfaction. What kind of gesture? She was not a puppy who could come over by just waving her finger. But after a while, she came to her senses. She was the one who asked him for help first, so she just considered it as a favor.

"Thank you for today." Finally she responded, "Brother Jiang Zhi."

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips, with an obvious smile in his eyes, "What are you thanking for?"

"Are you asking me to prepare a gift for you, or are you thanking me for my cooperation?"

"...Thanks."

"Sister, isn't it too perfunctory to just thank you verbally?"

"..."

She didn't want to be so perfunctory, but how else could she thank him? After a moment, she seemed to have thought of something, "How about singing a song for you to express my gratitude?"

"Listen to me saying thank you, but no." Jiang Zhi could see through her little thoughts at a glance.

"Then what do you want?"

Jiang Zhi propped his chin with one hand and glanced at her coldly, with an unknown smile on his lips, "I haven't thought about it yet, but as long as I make a request, my sister will show up for the appointment immediately."

Isn't this asking her to come whenever she is called? But Zhou Wanyi didn't dare to refuse, because she had a brain twitch and went to Jiang Zhi for help.

The time can be traced back to last night. She knew that Cui Wanning would specially prepare an unreliable gift for her, so she was thinking about asking someone to help her prepare another gift. But after thinking about it, it was unlikely to ask her family for help, so she went to Jiang Zhi.

This was the first time Zhou Wanyi sent a message to Jiang Zhi since she added him on WeChat.

Wyyy: [Brother Jiang Zhi, are you busy? ]

Z: [?]

Jiang Zhi was a little surprised that she would take the initiative to send him a message, [What's the matter? ]

Wyyy: [Tomorrow is grandma's birthday party, will you attend? ] It might not be a good idea to directly state your purpose, so Zhou Wanyi decided to use a roundabout tactic.

Z: Yes

Wyyy: [I wonder what gift my brother prepared?] Then she sent him an emoticon of a well-behaved cat.

Jiang Zhi didn't reply to her message for a long time, and she didn't know what he was doing.

Z: [Tell me what you want from me.]

As expected, Jiang Zhi was a very smart man, and he saw through her in no time. She no longer beat around the bush and told him the whole story, hoping to get his help.

Wyyy: [I wonder if my brother has any impression of Lang Qixian? ]

Z: [It’s that landscape painting master, what’s wrong? ]

Wyyy: [My grandma likes Master Lang very much, so I asked my brother to help me prepare Master Lang’s paintings so that I can give them to my grandma tomorrow.]

In her previous life, she accidentally learned from Qiao Ling and Cui Yuanyang's words whether her grandmother liked Lang Qixian or Zhou Wanyi. It just so happened that in this life, she could prepare a gift that would satisfy her grandmother.

Z: [It's not difficult, but what good will it do me?] Jiang Zhi has several paintings by Lang Qixian in his vault at home. It would be a waste to leave them there anyway, so why not make the best use of them?

Wyyy: [I'll treat my brother to a meal.]

Z: [......]

Of course, Lang Qixian's paintings could not be paid for with a simple meal, but she was not well off and could not afford such an expensive painting.

Wyyy: [What do you think my brother should do? ]

Z: [I haven’t made up my mind yet. Let’s talk about it when we meet.]

As a result, when they met, the Cui Wanning incident came up again, and Zhou Wanyi owed Jiang Zhi a big favor again.

"Okay, who made me ask you, Mr. Jiang, for help?"

Jiang Zhi could hear her sarcasm and laughed instead of getting angry, "Why didn't I see at first that you were still a little wild cat who knew how to act like a green tea lover."

"You also know about green tea?" Zhou Wan's eyes rolled around, and he said sarcastically, "Brother, you see a lot of beauties every day, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Zhi couldn't help laughing out loud, and he even laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

"What are you laughing at? What did I say wrong?" Zhou Wanyi was confused.

"Sister, I've already told you that I'm different from your second brother. I'm the God of Pure Love, and I advocate pure love."

Just then, a gust of evening breeze blew by, blowing the strands of hair around her ears. Jiang Zhi picked up the strands of hair with his warm fingertips, and the tingling sensation accompanied by his low and gentle voice made her heart suddenly beat violently for some reason.