Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Aunt Zhang was very happy to hear Jiang Qie say this, "It's fine as long as you like it. Come to Aunt Zhang when you want to drink it in the future, and Aunt Zhang will make it for you."

The old woman looked at Jiang Qie with distress in her eyes. She touched her head and suddenly remembered that the last time they parted, Jiang Qie told her that he was going to pick up his grandfather to Yuncheng. However, looking at Jiang Qie's condition just now, although he had a smile on his face, she always felt that something had happened.

"Aqie, did you bring your grandfather with you this time?" The old woman finally asked the question that was in her heart.

Jiang Qie paused while drinking tea and lowered his eyes. Although there was no expression on his face, a hint of sadness was revealed.

"Grandpa, he didn't come." After saying this, Jiang Qie continued to drink tea with his head down. He felt a lump in his throat and was unable to speak.

After hearing this, the old lady looked at Aunt Zhang and felt a little strange. They had met Jiang Qie's grandfather, and it can be said that he loved his granddaughter Jiang Qie very much. If she knew that her granddaughter had spent all her money to buy an apartment for them, she would definitely be very happy, and it would be even more impossible for her to abandon Jiang Qie alone. Both of them felt that something was wrong. Looking at Jiang Qie who was drinking tea with his head down, they spoke cautiously: "Is there something going on in Ningcheng so you can't come? It doesn't matter. When your grandfather has dealt with the things in his hometown, the teacher will ask your uncle Fang to pick him up."

Jiang Qie paused and smiled with a forced smile: "No need, teacher. Grandpa passed away a few months ago."

The old lady and Aunt Zhang were both stunned. Although they thought that something might have happened, they didn't expect that she had passed away. The two looked at the fair and beautiful girl in front of them. God had given her a beautiful face and an extraordinary mind, but she had been taken away from the people she cared about again and again. Because of her grandfather's death, they couldn't imagine how Jiang Qie, who had no savings, survived those days, so she became so thin, and that's why she came to Yuncheng alone.

The old woman couldn't help but hugged Jiang Qie, touched the back of her head, and said as if to coax a child: "Aqie is not alone, Aqie has me, Aunt Zhang, and Uncle Fang. We are all your relatives. From now on, you will live here with the teacher, and the teacher will take care of you."

Jiang Qie was held in the arms, feeling the warmth. She hadn't had this feeling for a long time. Jiang Qie secretly put her nose close to the old woman's clothes. It was the smell of fried peanuts. No, fried peanuts were the smell of her grandfather. It was the smell of peace of mind.

The old woman wanted to ask more about Jiang Qie's recent situation, but she saw that Jiang Qie was trying to avoid the question. She thought that the child might be too sad and didn't want to talk about it anymore.

At this moment, Jiang Qie thought of the Chinese painting competition that the driver had told her about before, and thought that the teacher should know more about it, so she asked, "Teacher, do you know about the Chinese painting competition in Yuncheng this time?"

The old woman smiled and nodded, saying: "You mean the Chinese painting competition in the middle of the month? I know that, and guess who the judges are." Then she picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, looking at Jiang Qie mischievously.

Jiang Qie knew there must be something fishy going on when she saw the old woman's expression. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you one of the judges?" Her teacher Liang Wanqing started learning Chinese painting at a young age and was one of the few masters of Chinese painting in the country, so it was normal to invite Liang Wanqing to be a judge.

"Yes!" Liang Wanqing said as if to take credit, "Of course, there are also some other masters of Chinese painting, so this competition is very interesting. What, do you want to participate?" As she spoke, her hand was already on Jiang Qie's wrist. Jiang Qie had never painted Chinese paintings since the painting he made half a year ago. She was Jiang Qie's teacher. Although Jiang Qie was not best at Chinese painting, he was already a leader among the new generation of painters. She knew the girl's talent, so naturally she didn't want to see the girl give up.

Jiang Qie looked at his teacher's expectant eyes and nodded. Jiang Qie did not find it strange that his teacher was a judge of this competition.

Liang Wanqing clapped his hands happily, but he was still a little curious about what made Jiang Qie take the initiative to propose to participate in the Chinese painting competition.

Jiang Qie lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, then said softly, "I heard that the prize money for this competition is quite high."

Liang Wanqing: "..." As she expected, Jiang Qie participated in most of the competitions before because of the prize money, but she could understand that the girl worked hard to make money just to let her grandfather live a good life, but what was her reason this time?

"Are you short of money? I remember you haven't graduated from high school yet? Do you need money urgently? Or are your father's creditors looking for you again!" Liang Wanqing frowned and looked worried when she thought of this. She had seen how the creditors looked when they came to her house, smashing, looting, and robbing, just like robbers.

Jiang Qie shook his head and explained, "No, Jiang Yuan has already paid off all the money he owed before, but this time he owes money to another person."

"Someone else?"

"Well, it requires a lot of money, so I will participate in this competition."

Liang Wanqing thought about it as if it was something serious, but she still trusted Jiang Qie. She had always been a person with her own ideas, so she didn't ask any more questions. Jiang Qie secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the teacher didn't ask any more questions.

"The prize money is indeed quite high. Since this competition is hosted by the Jiang family of Beicheng, it is the most grand and magnificent compared to previous competitions."

Jiang Qie seemed to be thinking about something. This was the second time she had heard of it today. Being able to host such a grand competition and entertain so many outstanding Chinese painting masters, it was obvious that this Jiang family was extraordinary. However, she had never come into contact with this Jiang family in her previous life, so she was not too sure.

"Teacher Liang, Aqie, it's time to eat!" Aunt Zhang put the last bowl of soup on the table. Jiang Qie looked at the food on the table, all of which were her favorites. She felt the feeling of home for the first time in a long time.

Everyone enjoyed the lunch very much, but some people were not so happy.

After Zhou Qian was sent to the hospital, the servant immediately called Lin Hongkun and Lin Ning, but only Lin Ning and Lin Hongkun's secretary arrived at the hospital. The doctor had just come to the ward and said it was a case of anxiety after examining her. He left the ward after giving a few instructions. Zhou Qian had woken up and her complexion was better, but still ugly.

Lin Ning stepped forward and held Zhou Qian's hand, her eyes full of worry: "Mom, are you feeling better? Why did you suddenly faint?"

Zhou Qian forced a smile, patted Lin Ning's hand, and consoled her: "Mom, it's okay. Didn't you go to cram school? Why are you here?"

Lin Ning stood up slightly and said softly, "I came to the hospital as soon as I received a call from Aunt Chen. Mom, you scared me to death." Zhou Qian was very pleased with her daughter's concern and felt comforted.