Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

When Chi Mingwei thought of Chi Jiao's mother, his eyes were filled with reminiscence.

She was a woman completely different from Zhu Limin. She was gentle and strong, with a high IQ and EQ. No one who interacted with her had ever disliked her.

“Of course Daddy will accompany you,” Chi Mingwei said gently.

In fact, no matter how busy he was, if it was Chi Jiao's mother's death anniversary or the Qingming Festival or the Zhongyuan Festival, he would find time to visit her.

Standing at the entrance to the kitchen, Zhu Limin almost broke her molars when she saw the nostalgic smile on his face.

“Daddy, can you tell me about my mother?” Chi Jiao's eyes lit up as she looked at him expectantly.

Chi Mingwei felt an unfriendly gaze from the kitchen. He looked up and saw Zhu Limin's back as she walked into the kitchen.

“Okay. Your mother was a very outstanding woman. She—”

Chi Mingwei's voice could be heard intermittently from the living room. Zhu Limin's expression oozed with gloominess.

“Madam, the soup. The soup is ready.” It was the first time the maid had seen such a scary expression on Zhu Limin's face, and she was taken aback.

“I got it,” Zhu Limin said coldly. “You can leave. I'll take care of myself here.”

The maid nodded. When she walked out of the kitchen, she heard the sound of a kitchen knife chopping something, and she shrank her neck in fear.

It turned out that their master's wife wasn't as gentle as she seemed on the surface. When she threw a tantrum, she could actually be so scary!

Zhu Limin had personally made pig belly chicken hotpot. When it was served on the dining table, the entire dining room was filled with fragrance.

“Your Auntie Zhu's cooking is very good,” Chi Mingwei said to Chi Jiao with a smile. “Eat more later. You're too skinny.”

Chi Jiao nodded.

Chi Mingwei hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice to ask her, “Jiaojiao, do you dislike your Auntie Zhu?”

A large part of the reason why he married Zhu Limin back then was that she had acted virtuous and magnanimous. She never asked him about his work. Even if there were servants at home, she would still do the housework and cook by herself. He felt that such a woman should be able to take good care of Jiaojiao.

At the time, he had wanted to give Jiaojiao a more complete family when she returned from Mount Li. That she could have a virtuous woman to take good care of her.

After so many years, Zhu Limin had indeed performed well.

Chi Jiao had no feelings for Zhu Limin.

She never spent too many emotions on unrelated people, be it liking or hating them.

Therefore, she shook her head decisively.

“If you're unhappy, you have to tell me.” Chi Mingwei reached out to touch her head. “In this family, Daddy can still make decisions.”

He knew that he favored Jiaojiao too much. But in this family, the only person Jiaojiao could rely on was him, her father. So, why did it matter if he favored her a little?

“I understand, Daddy.” Chi Jiao smiled sweetly at him. The dimples on the side of her cheeks rippled slightly, but her eyes jumped with determination.

In her previous life, not long before she was killed, her father's company went bankrupt. Thereafter, he had a mental breakdown. Not long after he was sent to a mental hospital, he secretly ran out to find her. In the end, he got into a car accident.

Of course, all of this was manipulated by a pair of sinister hands.

Chi Jiao glanced at the dining room from the corner of her eye, and the smile on her lips dimmed.

With her around in this life, she wouldn't let anyone hurt the people she cared about.

If necessary, she didn't mind staining her hands with blood too.