Chapter 231 The child cannot be kept, but can only be aborted
"Are you really not shy about appearing in front of the public holding hands in such a grand manner?"
"What are you avoiding? We are not related by blood."
"In my opinion, these two people didn't do it on purpose. They deliberately chose this occasion to irritate Ji's family."
"A son who was sent away as a child and was not favored, and a stepdaughter who was raised and exploited by his side, they all look a bit like the Avengers."
"Don't say it, you really don't say it, it's me and I am willing to form an alliance with the other party."
“It’s not like you haven’t seen how miserable Ji Lan was in those few years.”
"Shh! Deng Yi and his wife are here," the whispers stopped.
Deng Yi held back his anger and walked toward the crowd with a cup in his hand, greeting them and toasting them.
People who meet each other in the past can still maintain a polite appearance.
Until she came to the Yan family, there was no marriage relationship, and Ding Min complained about her so much that she could no longer maintain her appearance: "Mrs. Ji raised two good daughters, one has no ethics, and the other is rebellious and vicious. The Ji family What a good tutor!”
"What do you mean by Mrs. Yan's words?" Deng Yi's face was ugly, and his eyes fixed on Ding Min were filled with cold light.
Like an eagle or a tiger, its ferocity cannot be concealed.
"Isn't Mrs. Ji very clear about what you mean?" The banquet village will not end well, so why do her two daughters from the Ji family have it?
They were the ones who changed their marriage partners at will in the beginning, and they are the ones who are getting the benefits now.
On the contrary, they, the victims, have nothing left in the end.
As soon as the banquet hall left, the Ji family began to work intensively to find Ji Rourou's next marriage partner. Where would they put them?
Deng Yi sneered, and the fingertips holding the cup turned slightly white: "Business cannot be done with justice. Looking at Mrs. Yan like this, we can't even maintain the most basic appearance?"
"Mrs. Ji doesn't want to maintain it, so we at the banquet family don't dare to complain!"
"You"
Deng Yi wanted to retort, but Ji Hongyi beside her raised his hand and patted her waist before giving up.
As soon as the atmosphere of swords and swords fell to the ground, the people around him who were watching the show with bated breath breathed a sigh of relief.
It was as if he was afraid that he would disturb this bloodless war by breathing too loudly.
There is more than one wonderful thing in the banquet hall.
When Ji Mingzong led Ji Lan to the old lady, the person holding the crutch almost crushed the crutch in his hand.
"Let's chat in private."
"Is there anything I can't hear? How about I open a VIP account?" Ji Lan saw the old lady trying to turn around and said sarcastically.
"Do you know etiquette?" the old lady scolded her angrily.
"No one taught me, how could I know?" Even if she has biological parents, she can still say that she didn't have a mother to teach her. Now that she grew up in Ji's family, she can't still say that no one taught her, right? If you really say it, wouldn't you be slapping yourself in the face?
"You are a Zhongshan wolf, and you will run rampant when you succeed. Ji Lan, don't forget whose rice you grew up on."
Ji Lan tugged at the corner of his lips, and his eyes fell on Ji Mingzong. He didn't mind watching the excitement: "Did you hear that? She is scolding you."
Mr. Ji's eyebrows were slightly curved, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes falling on Ji Lan were filled with silent endearment.
The two people's back-and-forth relationship escalated, but the angry old lady became furious.
"Go find Chen Songyang," Ji Mingzong's intention was clear.
When he looked across the crowd and met An Ye, the latter came towards Ji Lan holding up his skirt.
In this way, Mr. Ji turned around with confidence and followed the old lady towards the study.
"Mingzong, when you come back, Hengli will still be yours." "Do they both know the decision you made?" In the study, there was a light sandalwood burning, and when it surrounded the nose, it was so rich that it was uncomfortable.
"Is it important? Hengli is a company that I founded by myself. It is my hard work. I can't bear to see it being eaten away and disintegrated."
"Oh!" Ji Mingzong didn't care and pulled up his chair and sat down. The person sitting on the Taishi chair crossed his legs and looked at the old lady standing in front of him indifferently.
It seems obvious at this moment who is the king and who is the minister.
Asking for help is bound to be inferior to others. Today, Ji Mingzong is more like the head of the family.
"Are you begging me to take over?"
"Mingzong." When the old lady heard the word "Ming Zong", it was hard to accept: "We are mother and son, mother and son connected by blood."
"Is it possible that you and I are the only ones who are mother and son?" He casually picked up the tea pet placed on the tea table and played with it as if he had heard some joke.
The little Maitreya Buddha put his hands together and showed a smiling face, which was round, cute and pleasing. For a moment, Ji Mingzong actually imagined what the little guy in Ji Lan's belly would look like in the future.
The sudden fatherly love made the old lady's eyes darken for a moment: "Is Ji Lan pregnant?"
Ji Mingzong slightly raised his eyes to look at her, but before he responded, the old lady continued: "Are you crazy? It's enough for you to play with a girl and let her have your heir. From now on, you call this girl from all over Beijing and Hong Kong." How should the powerful view you? ”
"You can't keep a child, you can only abort it."
The evil look in Ji Mingzong's eyes flashed past, and the Maitreya Buddha in his hand moved towards the old lady's face in a perfect parabola.
The latter turned away in fear.
The moment the shock subsided, the man's slender thighs fell to the ground, and his tone was icy cold: "Tell me what she did."
"Do you really think I'm interested in your way of destroying Hengli? The gold and jade are ruined on the outside, and the deficit on the inside is tens of billions, which can't be fully filled. Do you still think that Beijing and Hong Kong were ten years ago, and you can do whatever you want? Do you? Instead of meddling in other people’s business, it’s better to see how much capital Hengli still has.”
"Since you want me to take over this mess, you should be sincere and beg for help. Whether you kneel or prostrate is your choice. Don't even think about standing at the door and knocking on the door to say hello to me. I will welcome you in with gratitude and call you mom.”
"People should pay for what they did when they were young, right?"
Bang——Ji Mingzong slammed the door and went out.
"Where's Ji Lan?"
When Chen Songyang saw the person coming, he raised his chin and pointed at the other person: "It's the bathroom! An is with me."
"I'll go take a look."
The situation was complicated and it was on the Ji family's territory. The old lady was full of conspiracies and tricks, so it was difficult not to guard against it.
Bangdang
The man steps forward.
The hall suddenly went dark, and the entire manor lost power for no apparent reason.
Almost instantly, Ji's family panicked.
Ji Hongyi, Deng Yi and others subconsciously headed towards the ward on the first floor. Everyone knew that after learning the lesson from the last time, the old man who relied on the equipment to survive could not withstand any torture.
"What's going on?"
"The power is out?"
"It's so good, what's going on?"
There was a lot of chatter among the crowd.
Shu Wen came out to calm everyone down.
"Go and see how dad is doing. We can't let the boss and the others take the lead." Chen Yan pushed Ji Mingda towards the ward on the first floor