Rebirth of the Real Daughter: The Max Level Boss is a White Lotus

"You..." Zhou Feifei was so angry that her vision went dark. She suddenly raised her hand and wanted to slap Zhou Lianhua.

This bitch!

However, Zhou Lianhua was prepared. She dodged lightly to the side and grabbed Zhou Feifei's wrist with her backhand.

Zhou Feifei's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. She struggled a few times but couldn't get free.

"Sister Feifei, why are you fighting? This is not like you, a socialite."

Zhou Lianhua looked at her with a smile, but her eyes were full of coldness.

Zhou Feifei's fingertips began to tremble, and the anger in her eyes almost turned into substance.

"Zhou Lianhua, do you really think I dare not hit you?"

"beat?"

Zhou Lianhua smiled contemptuously and increased the strength of her hands. "Who do you think you are? You are just a self-righteous 'genius' who is praised by others. In front of real art, you are just a clown."

Zhou Feifei was so angry at her words that she almost vomited blood. She tried hard to break free from Zhou Lianhua's hand, but Zhou Lianhua was like a mountain, holding her down firmly.

"You idiot, what do you know!" Zhou Feifei struggled, her voice full of anger and unwillingness, "Can you draw? You are just jealous of my talent, my status, and my ability to be appreciated by the big boss!"

When Zhou Lianhua heard this, a sneer flashed in her eyes.

She let go of Zhou Feifei's wrist and took a step back. "With your level, I can draw better than you with just a few doodles."

"Zhou Lianhua, don't be so arrogant!"

Zhou Feifei was so angry that her face turned red. She couldn't accept this fact, and she couldn't accept Zhou Lianhua's contemptuous evaluation.

She claimed to be a painting genius and had always enjoyed everyone's praise and admiration, but now she was being belittled by Zhou Lianhua, which was simply the greatest insult to her.

"Arrogant?" Zhou Lianhua chuckled, her eyes revealing a deep confidence, "Arrogance requires strength. And I have this strength."

Zhou Feifei was completely enraged by this sentence. She rushed towards Zhou Lianhua desperately, wanting to teach her a lesson.

She raised her fist high and slapped Zhou Lianhua's fair cheek hard.

This slap was filled with anger and jealousy, as if it wanted to tear Zhou Lianhua apart completely.

The slap was about to fall on Zhou Lianhua’s face.

At the critical moment, a big hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Zhou Feifei's wrist tightly.

"Zhou Feifei!"

A deep voice sounded, with a hint of anger and warning.

Zhou Feifei's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. She struggled a few times but couldn't get free.

She turned around in disbelief, saw the person coming, and her face turned pale.

"Three, third brother..."

Zhou Chengfeng has a bad temper and doesn't like Zhou Feifei.

Seeing her hitting someone, he became even more furious.

He coldly shook off her hand, and Zhou Feifei staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Third brother, please listen to my explanation. It was Zhou Lianhua..."

"Shut up!"

Zhou Chengfeng shouted harshly, interrupting her.

He had never said such harsh words to Zhou Feifei. Zhou Feifei was stunned for a moment, her eyes turned red instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Third brother, you are so mean to me..."

She bit her lips aggrievedly, trying to win Zhou Chengfeng's sympathy with her tears.

However, Zhou Chengfeng was not moved at all, but instead hated her even more.

"Why did you hit Lianhua? How did she offend you? You are a hopeless case. My Zhou family has treated you like a rich lady for the past 20 years, but you have become someone like this."

Zhou Chengfeng's voice was as cold as frost, and every word he said was like a sharp knife piercing into Zhou Feifei's heart.

He was already a big and strong man, and at this moment he looked even more imposing, so that Zhou Feifei did not dare to resist at all.

Zhou Feifei could no longer hold back her tears, which rolled down like beads from a broken string.

She had never thought that her third brother, who had always been nice to her, would scold her like this for Zhou Lianhua.

"Third brother, you...how can you say that to me? It was obviously her..."

Zhou Feifei tried to explain herself, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted coldly by Zhou Chengfeng.

"That's enough! I don't want to hear your excuses. Who are you? Who is Lotus? If you dare to disrespect Lotus again, I will never let you off easily."

Zhou Chengfeng's tone left no room for doubt, and his words hit Zhou Feifei's heart like a hammer.

"Why? I'm your sister too."

Zhou Feifei's voice was filled with tears and roars.

It is obvious that she has been following the instructions of Zhou's parents for more than 20 years, studying hard, being well-behaved, and working hard to become a true daughter of the Zhou family.

And Zhou Lianhua could take away everything from her without any effort.

"You're not my sister."

Zhou Chengfeng's words were like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting off the last bit of fantasy in Zhou Feifei's heart.

She felt an intense sense of humiliation, which almost suffocated her.

She looked up at Zhou Lianhua, the woman who always smiled and seemed harmless but was actually very scheming.

At this moment, he was standing beside Zhou Chengfeng, looking at her with the attitude of a winner.

She couldn't help but start to wonder if all her efforts over the past twenty years had been a joke.

She walked slowly back to the venue, and every step was like walking on the edge of a knife.

The competition is about to begin.

The host introduced the guests and judges present one by one in an elegant manner and according to the established procedures.

The audience's enthusiasm burned like fire, their applause was as loud as thunder, and their warm welcome was beyond words.

But Lianhua did not sit on the judges' seat with Bai Qingqing.

"The most special thing about this year's competition is that we are fortunate to have invited a mysterious guest. This guest has profound artistic attainments and unique aesthetic vision, which will add more highlights to our competition."

The host's voice was full of expectation and respect.

Zhou Feifei sat in the audience, her eyes fixed on the stage, her heart full of confusion and anxiety.

She didn't know who this mysterious guest would be, let alone what impact this guest's appearance would have on the competition.

As the music slowly started playing, a slender figure slowly approached.

She was wearing a long black dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a mandala blooming in the dark night, mysterious and elegant.

The most eye-catching thing is that she is wearing an exquisite silver mask on her face.

The mask was carved with intricate patterns, covering most of her face, leaving only a pair of clear, bright eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, making people want to take a closer look.

is her? !

Zhou Feifei vaguely guessed this person's identity.

Zhou Lianhua.

"Mommy, where's Zhou Lianhua?"

Wang Qianer had no time to pay attention to Zhou Lianhua.

His attention is entirely on the mysterious guest and Bai Qingqing.

When Wang Qianer saw Bai Qingqing sitting on the judges’ panel, she suddenly felt overwhelmed.

I didn’t expect that crazy woman to be sitting on the judges’ panel.

She only now realized that Bai Qingqing was the honorary chairman of the Kyoto Art Association, so it was natural and reasonable that she would be invited to serve as a judge for this competition.

If I had known she was a judge, I should have been more polite to her yesterday.