[Can't hold it anymore?] ]

Just five words, with a certain kind of sarcasm, the same high-minded and arrogant tone that the man usually spoke in.

[If you can't hold it anymore, go back to the imperial capital and apologize to your little mother.] ]

Ji Yuanqi looked at these two text messages expressionlessly, and a deep chill appeared in his eyes.

Memories go back more than two months.

On the day Ji Yuanqi left the imperial capital, Ji Sheng was not at home, and the woman brought her son to please him, probably to have a good relationship with him.

In front of the woman, he pressed her son directly into the water of the bathtub.

And when the child was brought out of the water and cried in fright, he choked him by the neck.

His eyes were too cold, ignoring the child's frightened expression, as if he was going to strangle someone to death in the next second.

The woman trembled with fright, and while crying, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg him to let go. It wasn't until Ji Sheng came back and saw that a slap hit the corners of his mouth blood.

Ji Yuanqi glanced at Ji Sheng coldly, didn't say a word, but had already announced a complete break with him.

Ji Sheng was already weak-hearted, Du Ruan's death was inseparable from him, and the slap under this impulse naturally made him feel guilty.

So in the first month that Ji Yuanqi came to Jiangcheng, Ji Sheng transferred money again, and sent a bunch of worthless things except for value, trying to reconcile with him.

Seeing that Ji Yuanqi didn't appreciate it, the man's arrogant nature was exposed, and he became annoyed and angry again, stopped all his cards, cut off his financial resources, and tried to make him soften.

But Ji Yuanqi is Ji Sheng's son, and he has the same cold blood in his bones, so he is unmoved no matter what.

He knew that Ji Sheng had been sending people to watch him in Jiangcheng. He had always treated that person as if he didn't exist, and he didn't meet until today when he had to take a car for Lin Xi.

[You want me to accept that woman's existence, yes.] ]

Ji Yuanqi typed expressionlessly: [I want money.] ]

Ji Sheng quickly replied to the message, also concisely: [How much. ]

Ji Yuanqi replied to the past.

Ji Yuanqi soon received a transfer notice from the bank, and then saw Ji Sheng's words again.

[You can also stay in Jiangcheng if you want, give you two days to buffer, and then go to the school I arranged.] ]

[Your grandfather's side, you know what to do.] ]

Seeing his words, a hint of mockery flashed in Ji Yuanqi's eyes.

To put it bluntly, Ji Sheng was still afraid that his grandfather would know about the disgusting things he had done.

He hadn't planned to tell his grandfather about his mother. My grandfather is old and has lost one daughter, and now he has lost another.

If my grandfather learns the truth, I am afraid that he will use all his connections to pull Ji Sheng down from his current position and make him pay the price.

Ji Yuanqi turned off his phone and raised his head.

The sound of water in the bathroom has stopped, and Xu Tingyi should have finished bathing Lin Xi.

Within seconds, the bathroom door opened. Xu Tingyi was out of breath, and while supporting Lin Xi, who had already finished taking a shower and changed his clothes, she shouted:

"I'm exhausted... Xiao Ji, come and help you with shallow, I don't have the strength. ”

"Okay."

Ji Yuanqi immediately got up and went over to pick up Lin Xi. Lin Xi was wearing Xu Tingyi's light-colored nightdress, leaning on his arms with his eyes closed.

"No, I'll have to take a shower and change my clothes." Xu Tingyi made herself wet in order to bathe Lin Xi, so she instructed Ji Yuanqi.

"Xiao Ji, you take Qianqian to my bed and blow her hair by the way."

As she spoke, Xu Tingyi took the hair dryer on the bathroom sink and handed it to Ji Yuanqi very naturally.

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