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Chapter 607

When they got to the car, Lu Xixin asked Zhu Xiaoxiao: "When will the game start?"

Zhu Xiaoxiao was very professional and said immediately: "The competition officially starts at 9 o'clock and ends at 11 o'clock. After that, there will be comments from the judges. You are a special judge. You don't need to see every work. You only need to comment on the final 10 works."

That’s good. According to the competition practice in previous years, the time for the special judges’ comments will be around two o’clock in the afternoon.”

Lu Xixin nodded and said decisively: "Go and reply and tell me I will be there before 1:30 p.m."

At the entrance of the art museum, seeing Lu Xinxin leave with her own eyes, Lu Jiayi stroked her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally gone!

Although I don’t know the identity of Lu Xinxin, the fact that she came to the art museum today means that she must have some relationship with the Painting Association. She is either a member of the Painting Association or an assistant of the association.

Lu Jiayi calculated the time in her mind. The 10 selected works would be announced at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then the special judges would comment.

As long as two o'clock is reached, the result is decided. Even if Lu Xinxin doesn't like her, she can't change the result.

What's more, she might be a small figure in the Painting Association, and she might not even have the right to speak.

Lu Jiayi had no strength now, so she took the elevator upstairs. When she arrived at the door, she happened to meet a girl sitting in front of her. Her aunt was a member of the Painting Association.

Seeing this, Lu Jiayi enthusiastically approached the girl, hugged her arm, and asked her about it.

"A woman of twenty-four or five years old?" The girl frowned, "It doesn't seem like there is one. The youngest female member of the Painting Association is Teacher Wu Haiyun. There is no one younger."

"No." Lu Jiayi looked happy, but to be on the safe side, she asked one more question: "What about the ones who are about the same age? Are there any assistants or other staff?"

"No more." The girl shook her head, "It's hard to get into the Painting Association. How can there be so many young people?"

Hearing this, Lu Jiayi was completely relieved.

It turns out that Lu Xinxin is nothing. He thought she was some big shot. It was a false alarm.

——

Du family.

After the servant Wang Ma hung up the phone, she thought about it and felt uneasy, so she reported the matter to Madam.

"Madam, someone just called and said they were looking for the young lady."

"Still the same Lu Jiayi?" Mrs. Du frowned, "Why is it endless?"

"No, no." Mother Wang hurriedly shook her head, "It's not Lu Jiayi, it's a man."

Male?

Mrs. Du pondered, and her expression became even worse: "Is it that damn girl Yun Niannian who called out again?"

Mother Wang nodded: "The young lady has been restless, she is pregnant, and she always wants to run away."

"Ignore it." Mrs. Du said impatiently, "It's just a little girl. Her biological parents don't care about her. Who else can we expect?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Du glanced at Wang Ma and said in a gloomy tone: "You should take good care of her and make sure to give birth to this child."

Wang Ma responded and stepped back.

Upstairs, Yun Niannian was sitting by the window, staring blankly downstairs.

There is no hair on the whole body, and the skin is as white and delicate as snow porcelain, like a porcelain doll.

Only the blue and purple pinch marks on the waist and thighs destroyed this purity, leaving traces of vaginal discharge.

There was the sound of the door opening and closing behind me.

Sensing someone coming in, Yun Niannian's body stiffened for a moment, and a flash of fear flashed in her eyes.

The sound of the wheelchair scraping against the floor was like a reminder. Yun Niannian finally couldn't bear it any longer. Before the wheelchair came close, she got up and ran towards the door.

Unfortunately, she acted too hastily and knocked over the breakfast on the table next to her, causing the soft porridge to scatter all over the floor.


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