Chapter 15: That guy was a local tyrant last night? (5)
Then he stretched out his hand, which was already full of wrinkles, took Ji Chicheng's hand, and walked towards the gate.
At this moment, the aura of a loving father shrouded his old man, and the backs of father and son looked so harmonious.
In such a big family, it is like the harem of the ancient emperor, and being favored will always attract jealousy.
Ji Ruoqian's resentment that she was punished to write a hundred ancient poems has not subsided, she stared at the door, and when Ji Chicheng and the old man went out, she said in a sour tone: "My grandfather is so biased, there is really no one." ”
Lin Yanqin sneered, "Cut, no matter how favored you are, after all, you are not just a son of a little three, what can you do much." ”
Otherwise, the candidate for cultivating the heir would not be Ji Jingfeng's turn.
She tilted her chin slightly, her posture looked very disdainful, and she looked down on Ji Chicheng, but the irrepressible sourness in her tone revealed the jealousy and hatred in her heart.
In the restaurant just now, Ji Chicheng indirectly helped Yang Yufang twice and them, which also invisibly proved once again that the old man doted on him, and she was not enough to describe him now with jealousy and hatred.
"Grandpa!"
The mother and daughter were muttering sourly, when someone suddenly shouted 'grandpa' behind them.
The three of them were all startled, and their faces turned white.
"Where?"
Lin Yanqin looked left and right, and then looked at the door, but did not see the old man.
Then she reacted, turned around and looked behind her, Ji Jingfeng and Yang Yufang came out of the restaurant, and the mother and son walked side by side.
Yang Yufang tilted her chin slightly, and the corners of her mouth pursed a touch of pride.
Lin Yanqin's gaze swept coldly over Yang Yufang's face, and then landed on Ji Jingfeng's face, glaring at him, "You stinky boy, you dare to play tricks on me." ”
She was still shocked, and her face had not yet regained its blood.
Yang Yufang looked at her, curled her lips and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, our family Jingfeng is kind enough to remind you." ”
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Ji Jingfeng's arm and walked towards the stairs.
Repeatedly defeated her today, Lin Yanqin was very unwilling, she stared at Yang Yufang's back, and said with a cold smile: "Yang Yufang, what do you have to be proud of, do you think that your son will definitely be able to become the heir of the Ji family?" ”
Hearing this, Yang Yufang stopped, turned her face slightly, and calmly replied to Lin Yanqin: "The Ji family's industry will not be passed on to the female dependents, so my family Jingfeng at least has a chance." ”
It means that she gave birth to two daughters and has no chance at all.
"You ......" Lin Yanqin was not light, looking at Yang Yufang's footsteps seemed to be proud, she gritted her teeth with hatred, "In the future, even if your son is the heir of the Ji family, with a mother born as a nightclub lady like you, her face will be gloomy." ”
Hearing this, the expression on Yang Yufang's face froze, and her footsteps stopped.
Lin Yanqin knew that she had talked about Yang Yufang's pain, not to mention how happy it was.