Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Breakfast was served one after another. Bread, oranges, avocados, smoked meat, fried eggs… It was a sumptuous meal.
Chi Jiao appeared punctually in the dining room at 8:30 AM.
“Morning, Daddy.” Chi Jiao ignored Zhu Limin and her children.
Chi Mingwei, who was reading the morning newspaper, placed it down and smiled at her. “Jiaojiao, e and have breakfast. Daddy has a present for you later.”
He didn’t seem to mind that Chi Jiao did not greet the others.
In his opinion, Jiaojiao had just returned to this big family, so she needed time to adapt to everything.
However, Zhu Limin looked unfortable. Chi Jiao’s disregard toward her as her stepmother was being more and more obvious.
Chi Jiao gave Chi Mingwei an obedient smile and walked to a seat that was a distance away from Chi Yan and Zhu Limin. The maid poured a cup of warm milk for her.
Looking at Chi Jiao’s petite face, Chi Mingwei suddenly noticed something amiss. “Jiaojiao, why are you so pale? Are you feeling unwell again?”
The rest of the people in the dining room immediately shifted their gazes to her.
“I didn’t sleep well last night, so my head hurts a little. It’s alright.” Chi Jiao lowered her eyes.
“Is it because you’ve never slept on such a fortable bed before, that’s why you were too happy to fall asleep?” Chi Ze looked at Chi Jiao provocatively.
“Keep quiet.” Zhu Limin quickly glanced at Chi Mingwei’s expression before stuffing a piece of bread into Chi Ze’s mouth to prevent him from saying anything that would make her husband unhappy.
When they went out together yesterday, Chi Mingwei had already expressed to her his guilt towards Chi Jiao.
As Chi Jiao’s dad, he had never fulfilled his duty as a father in the past 17 years.
As a perfect wife and a loving mother, Zhu Limin naturally had to fort Chi Mingwei and promise to make it up to Chi Jiao together with him.
Chi Yan felt that Chi Ze was right, but she didn’t want to get into an open conflict with Chi Jiao. She only gave Chi Jiao a mocking look before lowering her head to eat her breakfast.
Chi Mingwei also shot Chi Ze a glare filled with a warning, before chuckling at Chi Jiao. “Jiaojiao, Little Ze has been spoiled by your auntie. Don’t listen to his nonsense.”
Chi Jiao nodded obediently and took a sip of milk.
From the corner of her eye, she happened to see a slender figure passing by the dining table.
The young man was dressed in black. He had his hands in his pockets and earphones in his ears as walked past the entrance of the dining hall without sparing them a glance.
“Brother.” Chi Jiao immediately put down the cup in her hand, picked up the sandwich in front of her, and ran towards Quan Jue like a happy sparrow.
Clack!
The chopsticks in Chi Mingwei’s hand fell onto the table as he stared at her with widened eyes.
His daughter had never treated him so enthusiastically before.
When the others saw this scene, they all harbored different expressions.
Zhu Limin was stunned for a moment before smiling.
Interesting.
A despicable adopted son paired with a girl who grew up in the mountains.
…
Quan Jue stopped abruptly in his tracks. His pitch-black pupils reflected the young lady standing before him.
The little girl in front of him seemed to have forgotten their unpleasant interaction yesterday. On her pink, dumpling-like face hung a sweet smile, and her eyes were as bright and clear as glass beads.
“This is for you. It’s not good to miss breakfast.” Chi Jiao handed her sandwich to him.
She remembered that Quan Jue did not have the habit of eating breakfast and suffered from low blood sugar.
This was a bad habit that she needed to slowly correct for him.
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