Chapter 196: For the upper hand
The Beijing-Hong Kong Detention Center is located in the suburbs, surrounded by deserted areas. Occasionally, vehicles passing by will bring up a burst of fog.
All around were desolate, with only bare tree trunks standing, like the foggy mornings in the 1970s and 1980s in the movies.
The heavy iron door opened, and when Ji Lan stepped out wrapped in a coat, she saw Ji Mingzong looking at the car, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
The smoke mixed with the mist in the air, sticking together and lingering, making it impossible to distinguish each other.
Ji Lan paused in his steps and raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingzong, when their eyes met in the air.
Ji Mingzong's eyes were magnanimous and fearless.
Ji Lan's eyes dodge slightly.
Just as she was about to turn her head away, the cold wind picked up a strand of her hair and blocked her gaze, tearing the two people's locked eyes apart and protecting her remaining dignity and stubbornness.
Ji Mingzong, on the other hand, stood still.
The deep and calm eyes seemed to be waiting for a kitten to come home after having enough fun.
Ji Lan was like a little guy who opened the cage and sneaked out.
When facing Ji Mingzong, he had no place to hide.
It was difficult to move forward on tiptoe.
But Ji Mingzong stood still, staring at her, waiting for her.
"Isn't it cold?" The man's voice drifted over in the cold wind.
Ji Lan gritted his teeth and moved forward.
Just as she was about to go around the car, someone grabbed her arm and pinned her between her and the car door. The man's hand holding the cigarette fell behind her head and pressed her thin lips toward him.
Ji Lan was wearing a pair of flat boots that day, and her height was not too short. In front of a man like Ji Mingzong who had a great height advantage, Ji Lan forced him to bend down.
Ji Mingzong is a contradictory person.
The environment in which he grew up and his later life experiences told the world that he was not a person who would sympathize with those in lower positions.
While class is engraved in his bones, he is also willing to be your guide and lead you forward.
So much so that Ji Lan relied on him but found him insurmountable.
Sometimes far and sometimes close, uncontrollable love makes people feel insecure.
"Mr. Song, you have to pay attention when kissing your boyfriend."
"I'm cold."
"Bear it, you can wake up from the cold," he said, but he didn't slow down even a moment when he held her in his arms.
"Do we have to kiss in such an unlucky place?"
"I don't want to either," Mr. Ji said in a faint tone, "I'm waiting for Mr. Song to make a comment."
"I'm sorry," Ji Lan was very sensible. It was inappropriate to remain frozen at this point.
"That's not the sentence."
"Am I wrong?"
Hehe... A chuckle came from above his head, and the cold wind was mostly blocked by Ji Mingzong.
But my legs are still cold.
Mr. Ji didn't want to let her go, but patted her on the back: "Don't worry, I have plenty of time today, you can think about it slowly."
Ji Lan:…………
This is a waste.
Be coquettish! What a big deal!
She is used to coaxing people. Isn't it because of her good skills that she has not been having a hard time living under someone else's roof these years?
The mist started to fall in the night, and Ji Lan's clear eyes were filled with mist. When he looked up at Ji Mingzong, the watery light was like a fox, which captured the soul.
Mr. Ji looked at her with a smile, wanting to see what tricks this girl could use to escape.
As his eyes moved, Ji Lan's soft and boneless fingertips went all the way down and slid to a place where they shouldn't have gone.
Hidden by his coat, no one knew what Ji Lan was doing except Ji Mingzong's actual feelings. After a long time, the man grabbed Ji Lan's palm and held it: "How audacious!"
That night, Ji Lan wanted to live and die.
Returning from the detention center to Lanting Villa, the comfort and tenderness reached its peak all the way.
Because Ji Lan said he didn't want to be in the car, Mr. Ji endured it all the way.
When entering the bedroom.
When the love was intense, she begged for mercy, and those words "I don't want it anymore" lingered in Ji Mingzong's ears until late at night.
Family struggle can never be simply explained by the words "bloody storm". The more Ji Mingzong kills the Ji family, the more the old lady will find another way out.
In the thin line between life and death, there are many people who are in a hurry and there are even more people who are unscrupulous.
Whether it is Mo Ruomu who knows her son or Mo Ruozi who knows her mother, they are the trump cards in the hands of both parties.
The next day, Xu Ying was still asleep. Last night, she went back to Xu's house for dinner and had sex with her biological father. They quarreled until midnight and stayed over.
Lying on Xu's big bed, she didn't sleep well all night.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Others ran away from home when they quarreled, so why did she still fall asleep?
I lay in bed tossing and turning in the middle of the night, so angry that I couldn't sleep and didn't dare to run away in the middle of the night. The Xu family's house is in an old villa area. It has excellent greenery, and the property management is not serious. At night, there are all kinds of red and green colors. The garden lights turned on, and it was as scary as the underworld.
I drifted off to sleep at three or four in the morning and just slept peacefully.
The phone rings.
Zhang Fan was furious on the other side: "An entertainment newspaper released a scandal about Ji Lan, saying that she got together with her brother-in-law for the sake of getting a higher position."
"Fart, uncle? Are we related by blood?" Xu Ying sat up from the bed and cursed without thinking.
Zhang Fan held the phone with a helpless look on his face: "It's useless if you tell me, let's see if the public believes it or not."
"Are you eating their food and drinking their food? Is there any use in convincing them?" She stood up with dark circles under her eyes,
It was five o'clock. It was a bright winter morning, and Xu Ying didn't even put on makeup.
"You go now, spread the news that Ji Lan is a member of the Song family, and figure out who is a brother-in-law and not a brother-in-law? As long as there is no blood relationship, serious love cannot be restricted by the law, and it can still make a few people eat melons. Constrained? ”
"Contact the cooperating law firms and ask them to immediately draft a contract to sue the newspaper. Don't let anyone go."
"I'll go right away."
"We need to spread the news more vigorously. If that doesn't work, just throw some scandals into the Ji family and cover it up. Then they will have information, right?"
Xu Ying drove all the way to the company, thinking that Ji Mingzong was still cunning and far-sighted, and he had long thought that the Ji family would find a breakthrough from Ji Lan.
They had been keeping an eye on her for a long time. Otherwise, how could she know the news even before dawn.
"What do you mean?" Deng Yi held the newspaper in his hand, a little unbelievable.
"Is this the third brother and Lanlan?" In the entertainment newspaper, the two stood next to the car and hugged each other.
It seems that he can't wait to rub the other person into his bones.
"That bitch, so disregarding ethics and morals, got together with his third uncle."
"If the old lady finds out about this news, won't she go crazy?"
"The Ji family has raised her for twenty years in vain, just to raise such a bitch?"
Ji Hongyi was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom in his pajamas, with a gloomy expression on his face. He stared at the newspaper and wanted to poke holes in the two people inside.
If such a scandal is released, it will be fatal to their Ji family.
Regardless of whether Ji Lan is a member of the Ji family now.
Regardless of whether they are related by blood or not.
The bright headline in the media is enough to give them headaches for several days.