"Father, eldest brother, you know that the current Ji family is how you got it back then, for Bai Mo, our Ji family already owes him a lot, your hands are stained with his father's life, this Ji family mansion is haunted by the soul of Bai Mo's father, what means did you use back then, you know it, and now you are pretending to be new and using the same means to deal with Bai Mo." Ji Hanyan's eyes were full of rebuke, probably because she didn't want Ji Ruyu to see this, she didn't say it before, but now that Ji Ruyu entered the room, she boldly said her thoughts.

"You're going too far! In the past three years, we all know the small actions you have made behind your back, I don't know what happened to Bai Mo before he came to the Ji family, but I believe that there must also be your father's handwriting, in fact, even if Bai Mo does something to us, I don't think it's too much. ”

Ji Hanyan is resentful of Bai Mo, even if she hasn't had much contact with her in the past three years, but in the end, Ji Hanyan is still a person who knows right and wrong, before she finished speaking, Ji Xianying's face turned red with anger in front of her, and she directly raised her face.

"Pop ......" resounding loud slaps resounded through the hall.

"That's enough, get out of here!" Ji Xianying was furious and glared at Ji Hanyan angrily.

Half of Ji Hanyan's face was swollen, she covered her cheeks, her eyes were red, and in the end, she only pursed her lips and didn't say anything, she didn't cry, she just spoke.

"I won't say any more, father, big brother, take care of yourselves." After Ji Hanyan finished saying this, he turned around and returned to his room.

Ji Xianying and Ji Changyao's faces were a little cloudy, Ji Changyao was still a little prickly about what Ji Ruyu said now, as if his throat was like a fish in his throat, Ji Ruyu actually said that it was impossible for the uncle to die.

……

As night fell, Bai Mo's accidental death soon spread throughout the entire upper circle through Ji Changyao's deliberate spread.

Today is the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the capital is particularly lively and prosperous, with bright lights everywhere, fireworks bursting, and almost every family gathers together to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The same is true of the Ji family, the house chef has already made a table full of meals in the hall, which looks particularly appealing to the taste buds, Ji Xianying and Ji Changyao are obviously in a good mood, Ji Xianying is because he has solved the big problem of his henchmen, and now the people who have been trying to eradicate it have been solved, and he is naturally in a better mood, and he is not afraid of retaliation.

Ji Changyao was because no one was pressing on his head, which made him feel that his identity as the heir of the Ji family was in jeopardy, and now everything was in hand, as for Bai Mo, the person who was stabbed through the heart would not be able to appear here alive.

"Come on, come on, cheers." Ji Changyao raised the cup in his hand, smiling, obviously in a good mood.

"In the future, there will be no Ji Baimo in the Ji family, you all have to forget him for me." Ji Xianying opened his mouth, and after speaking, he glanced at Ji Ruyu, his eyes were a little cold.

"Ruyu, remember, you don't have an uncle."

Ji Ruyu's eyes were red, probably crying all afternoon, he stubbornly pursed his lips and snorted.

"Uncle is the most powerful, it's impossible to die, you are all big liars."

As soon as Ji Ruyu's words fell, Ji Changyao and Ji Xianying were about to have a seizure, when they heard the sound of a key entering the hole from the originally tightly closed door.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, they were all in the house, and the servants were gone.

Who will come?