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

Jiang Yu was talking about the painting in Jiang Ci's hand. Jiang Ci smiled and walked to the table next to the living room. "Dad, this is a good thing. I guarantee you will like it as soon as you see it."

This really piqued Jiang's father's interest. At least he had never seen Jiang Ci say so confidently that he would definitely like such a thing. "Then I'd like to take a closer look. Look at this packaging. Could it be a painting?"

Jiang Yu also came over. Although he was not usually interested in paintings, this painting was packaged so tightly and he had never heard his brother talk about it, which made everyone even more curious.

Jiang Qie placed his hand on the painting, raised his eyebrows, and said in suspense: "It's just a painting, but it's enough to surprise you."

As he spoke, he carefully opened the package. As the surface layer of paper was opened, the painting revealed its original shape.

"This!" The expression on Jiang's father's face was stunned at first and then he looked at the painting in front of him with surprise. Jiang's father was a person who loved painting. He liked to collect famous paintings and also liked to copy or paint by himself. That's why he was so shocked when he saw this painting. It seemed as if one could see the painter's posture and state of mind in the splash-ink landscape, which was extremely beautiful.

"Ah Ci, where did you get this? This painting is so wonderful, is this a newly completed painting by a master?"

Jiang Ci stood aside, and seeing the joy on Jiang's father's face, he smiled knowingly and said, "You may not believe it, but the artist of this painting is an eighteen-year-old girl."

"!!" This time, not only Jiang's father, but even Jiang Yu was extremely surprised. He looked at the painting in front of him again. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a work that could be painted by an eighteen-year-old girl.

Jiang Yu smacked his lips and said, "Eighteen! That's amazing! To this extent, let alone eighteen, I can't even draw eighty-eight."

After these words were spoken, Jiang Ci and Jiang's father both smiled.

"She can draw such wonderful paintings at the age of 18. This girl is very talented. She must be a person with experience and depth."

"You are saying the same thing as Uncle Lu said."

"Oh?" Father Jiang put down the painting in his hand and looked at Jiang Ci, "Your Uncle Lu also knows her?"

Jiang Ci nodded and explained, "The artist of this painting is a girl named Jiang Qie. She is also the first place winner of the national Chinese painting competition sponsored by our family. All the judges gave her full marks."

Father Jiang looked at the painting on the table with a smile, then nodded in agreement: "She deserves the title of first place, and it's justified."

Jiang Yu didn't know what first place meant, but after hearing his father say that and hearing that he got first place with full marks, he was inexplicably impressed. "Wow, that's amazing. But this painting makes me feel sad and relieved at the same time."

Hearing this, Jiang Ci also looked at the painting again, and then thought of what Song Zhiyu had said before, and whispered: "Humanity is fickle, everyone has their own worries, maybe this Jiang Qi has one too."

Father Jiang nodded. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He also felt a sense of familiarity. It was the strange feeling that this painting brought him. The three of them gathered around the table. When Ji Shu came out of the kitchen, she saw the father and his two sons gathered together and didn't know what they were looking at. She said with a smile, "What's going on? What good things are the father and his two sons looking at together?"

"Ah Shu, come quickly, come and see the paintings Ah Ci brought back. I guarantee you will like them too."

"What kind of painting is so happy?" Ji Shu walked closer and looked at the painting on the table, stunned.

Jiang Yu looked at Ji Shu with a smile, but found that she didn't speak for a long time, and felt a little strange: "Mom? What are you daydreaming about? Mom!"

Ji Shu's sudden burst into tears was something no one expected. Father Jiang quickly held Ji Shu's arm and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Housekeeper! Call Doctor Qi!"

Jiang Ci also hurried over to help her breathe. Ji Shu had suffered from depression for several years, which had always been a thorn in the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family. Although she had gotten better in the past few years, it did not mean that she would not suffer from depression again.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Ci frowned and looked at Ji Shu nervously.

Ji Shu recovered, took a long breath, looked at the three people around her, smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

"Mom, you scared us to death." Jiang Yu was no longer as nonchalant as usual and was really worried this time.

Ji Shu comforted the three people, looked at the painting on the table again, reached out and touched the frame: "I just feel inexplicably sad when I see this painting."

Jiang Yu didn't understand these things. He was a typical science student who didn't understand such artistic things. Although Jiang Ci knew more than Jiang Yu, he didn't have so many psychological emotions about painting.

"Sad? I can feel it a little, but I won't cry."

This sentence successfully earned Jiang Yu two glares, and Jiang Yu immediately raised his hands in surrender. "Don't worry, it's sad, sad, really sad."

"Puchi", Ji Shu was amused by the reaction of the father and his two sons, "Okay, I'm fine. This painting is very well drawn, no wonder you all gathered here to watch it just now."

Jiang Yu got excited after hearing this and said quickly, "That's right, and you will never guess who drew this."

"?" Ji Shu glanced at her husband next to her and saw that his eyes were also full of smiles, which made her very curious: "Which master painted this?"

"Nonono, mom, you'd never guess that this was drawn by a little girl who had just come of age!"

Ji Shu opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and looked at Jiang's father and Jiang Ci for confirmation. Seeing the two nodded, Ji Shu said in disbelief: "It's rare that you can draw such a picture at such a young age. I'm afraid you will be better in the future."

Ji Shu looked at the painting in front of her and suddenly noticed a name in the lower right corner - Jiang Qie.

"Jiang Qie, is this the girl's name? It's a good name."

Jiang Ci pushed away Jiang Yu who was trying to move closer and said, "Yes, his name is Jiang Qie. In Uncle Lu's words, a good name, good looks, good temperament, and good talent."

"Well, for Uncle Lu to praise someone like that, it shows that this girl is definitely not an ordinary person. I really want to get to know her."

Jiang Ci didn't say anything. The family sat around the table and looked at the painting for a long time. It was not until the servants reminded them that it was time to eat that they reluctantly turned their eyes away from the painting.

Although the Jiang family is a wealthy family with good family education, Jiang's father and mother are not strict people, so there is no such thing as not talking while eating or sleeping.

"How is Ayu doing in school recently?" Jiang's father is a good supervisor and a good boss. Even if he is very busy at work, he will take time to go home and spend time with his wife and children, so the relationship within the family is very good.