Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Zhu Limin had set a list of rules for Quan Jue. Quan Jue was not allowed to say that he was a member of the Chi family when he was outside. If the Chi family had guests over, he was not allowed to show his face, and he could only stay in the attic. Even for their meals, he had to bring his food back to his room to eat as he was not allowed to eat at the table.

Chi Mingwei disregarded this as well. It seemed like it was sufficient that Quan Jue could stay in this house. As for whether he was living well or not, Chi Mingwei did not care.

Growing up in such an environment, Quan Jue’s personality gradually became darker and colder.

Afterward, Quan Jue would leave the Chi family and disappear for eight whole years.

The next time Chi Jiao saw Quan Jue again in her previous life, was when Quan Jue dug out her bones from the ground.

“Second Miss?” The maid called out worriedly when she saw that Chi Jiao was unresponsive.

Chi Jiao pulled herself out of her wandering thoughts. “Brother and I will be going out for dinner. Go ahead and tell Butler Zhou that he doesn’t need to worry.”

With that, Chi Jiao turned around and went back to her room, closing the door behind her.

The maid had no choice but to repeat what Chi Jiao said to Butler Zhou.

When Butler Zhou heard the message, he only laughed coldly in acknowledgment.

Second Miss sure was someone who grew up in the mountains. She was quite compatible with that little, inferior bastard.

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After changing her clothes, Chi Jiao went to Quan Jue’s room.

Quan Jue lived alone in a small room that was established in the attic. This was Chi Jiao’s first time there.

With her hands behind her back, Chi Jiao paced back and forth outside the door, hesitating for a while.

She was worried that her sudden attempt to get close to Quan Jue would make him suspect that she had ulterior motives.

But she couldn’t help but want to get closer to him.

Chi Jiao did not notice that a pair of eyes had been looking at her through the peephole on the door.

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Quan Jue had heard footsteps outside his door before walking over to see what was happening outside through his peephole.

In the end, he saw Chi Jiao walking back and forth in front of his door with her hands behind her back.

He could see the conflicted expression on her petite face.

It was as if she was caught in an unsolvable predicament.

Furrowing his brows, Quan Jue decided to ignore her and walked back to his desk to read.

However, Chi Jiao’s petite face that was wrinkled up like a bun refused to leave Quan Jue’s mind.

Taking a deep breath, Quan Jue slammed his book shut and stood up. Kicking the chair behind him away, he walked to the door and opened it speedily.

Standing outside, Chi Jiao had finally mentally prepared herself and thought of how to invite Quan Jue for dinner. Just as she was about to knock on the door, the wooden door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a cold-faced youth appeared in front of her.

“What’s the matter?” Quan Jue towered over Chi Jiao as he looked down at her, his icy tone lacking a single trace of warmth.

Chi Jiao’s smile was as sweet as cotton candy as she said, “Brother, Daddy and Auntie aren’t home. Let’s go out for dinner.”

She felt that this was a very normal invitation.

“I’m not free,” Quan Jue responded coldly before slamming the door shut.

Chi Jiao stared at the tightly shut door and blinked her innocent doe eyes.

Was she rejected?

But she wouldn’t be Chi Jiao anymore if she were to give up just like that.

Hence, she knocked on the door again.

Quan Jue, who had just returned to his desk, rubbed his brows in frustration.

The knocking on the door made it impossible for him to study. Therefore, he had no choice but to open the door again.

“What exactly do you want?” This time, there was a hint of anger in his deep voice.

The smile on Chi Jiao’s face remained unchanged. She looked up at him with her black and bright eyes and said, “I want to have dinner with my brother.”