Chapter 254 Standing on the moral high ground, aren’t you cold?
People outside the house were reluctant to let it end.
Yan Hui, who was waiting at the door, stamped his feet anxiously.
At half past eleven, Mr. Ji called and asked where he was.
Yan Hui told the truth: "It hasn't come out yet."
There was a moment of silence on the other side: "Call to remind me."
"Sir, I don't know Miss An's number."
On that side, Ji Mingzong choked.
At 11:40, the leader of the detention center ran over sweating profusely. He saw the man standing at the door with his head down and thinking about something. He approached and was about to yell at someone.
One sentence: "Do you know if you are playing 4p?"
Controlled him instantly.
His eyes fell on the two people at the door in shock.
The latter said in unison: "Industry gossip!"
The latecomers thought to themselves, no wonder they didn’t urge people to leave when the time came.
About five minutes later, the phone rang again.
The iron door was then opened.
"Hello, it's time."
Xu Ying: "Can't you just let me finish talking about this? Aren't you very excited to hear it?"
The person standing at the door glanced behind him, indicating that there was nothing he could do, the leader was here.
Ji Lan didn't embarrass him, stood up and prepared to leave: "When are you going to go out?"
"I will go out when Chen Songyang gets engaged."
"He's getting engaged?"
"Ouch" Xu Ying responded indifferently: "Out of sight is out of mind. It will save their family from coming to me here and there. I might as well hide in there and relax."
Before leaving, Xu Ying told her: "Remember to go to the company!"
"Don't come to see me before I go out. I want to practice in seclusion and strive to become a qualified Master of Extinction after I go out."
Ji Lan came out of the detention center and wrapped her coat tightly against the cold wind.
As he was walking forward with his head down, he raised his head and saw Chen Songyang standing not far away.
"Has she seen you?"
"See you," Ji Lan nodded in response.
"When will it come out?"
Ji Lan's eyes were fixed, and when he looked at Chen Songyang, his cold eyes were a bit colder than this winter: "Isn't Mr. Chen getting engaged?"
"Who did you listen to?" Chen Songyang was surprised, it was an unreasonable thing.
"Everyone knows!"
"It's nonsense, so is this why Xu Ying doesn't see me?"
"There is no smoke without fire. It may be nonsense for Mr. Chen, but it may not be true for others. As we all know, when everyone thinks something is true, it no longer matters whether the person involved thinks it is true. .”
"Rather than wasting time in the detention center, Mr. Chen, it is better to think about how to solve the predicament in front of you."
Ji Lan's words made Chen Songyang feel even more uncomfortable. A cowardly person who had fled for five years for fear of death could now stand in this homeland and erase the fact that she ruthlessly killed her father and left her son behind?
What qualifications does she have to stand here and accuse herself?
"Jilan, I'll give this to you too. Why don't you think about how to solve the predicament in front of you."
"Aren't you too cold to stand on the moral high ground?"
A conversation ended unhappily.
Ji Lan saw Chen Songyang leaving without any explanation for his rebuke.
The moral high ground is of course cold, not only cold, but also human life.
Nearing one o'clock, the car parked in a shopping mall near Fengming Capital Building, and Yan Hui followed Ji Lan into the elevator.
As soon as I entered, two familiar faces appeared in front of me.
A young lady who can be lured out of wealthy families in Beijing and Hong Kong.
Although we don’t meet often, we know each other after all.
"Jilan? You're not."
The person next to him reached out and pulled the speaker's arm: "Jilan, when did you come back?"
"In a few days," she responded calmly. "You still remember us, right? She is Li Zi and I am Ye Jie," the other party briefly introduced herself. Not only are we in the same circle, but we are also classmates. Although five years have passed, we should not be unfamiliar with each other.
"I heard that Xu Ying was admitted to the detention center. How is she? Is she okay?"
"It's okay," Ji Lan responded lightly.
The elevator door opened, and Ji Lan stepped out. After taking just two steps, there were comments coming from behind: "The Ji family has been injured and disabled, but she is still fine. Do you think this is fate?"
"Who said it wasn't? At first I thought she was not my biological child, but later I thought about it and luckily she wasn't."
If it was his biological son, he would be dead.
"I was so angry that I didn't know whether the original gossip was true or not. It's not true that Dong Ji was so treacherous that he killed the Ji family for Ji Lan."
The sound gradually stopped as the elevator door closed. Ji Lan did not move. Instead, his eyes fell on Yan Hui: "Who else in the Ji family is good?"
"You'd better ask sir," where could he answer? Maybe he will die.
In the box, the little guy was lying by the window looking at the busy traffic outside.
Ji Mingzong was sitting at the dining table, processing work emails on the tablet in his hand.
Occasionally his eyes would glance upward.
At five minutes past one o'clock, Ji Mingzong just wanted to pick up his phone.
The box door was opened.
"Mom!"
The little guy rushed to Ji Lan and was about to hug her, but she stretched out her hand to block her: "Don't rush!"
"Mom, why did you come here!"
Ji Lan glanced at Ji Mingzong and saw him put down the tablet in his hand before saying, "You can eat first."
"Dad said I must wait for you. This is the first time we sit together as a family to eat."
Ji Lan touched the little guy's head: "Can you climb up?"
The little guy glanced at the Taishi chair in the box: "It's a bit difficult, Mom!"
Ji Lan reached out to lift him and put him on the chair. The little guy sat beside her and swung his legs: "Thank you, mom."
fortunately!
Ji Lan thought to herself: Fortunately, this little thing is a chatterbox, otherwise she would have to waste her time finding topics to talk to Ji Mingzong.
After a while, the waiters started serving dishes one after another.
“Have you seen Xu Ying?”
"Yeah!"
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Ji asked.
"A lot!" A lot! Eight hundred people were ruined in her words, how could it not be too many?
"Has she told you all the gossip of the past five years?" Ji Mingzong unbuttoned his cufflinks and rolled up his shirt cuffs. He picked up Ji Lan's bowl and stood up to scoop a bowl of soup for her. His casual tone clearly meant that he knew they had all talked. What.
Embarrassment flashed across Ji Lan's face: "No."
Then I remembered something and added: "There is not enough time."
"You blame me for urging you to come back for dinner?" Mr. Ji suddenly stopped laughing, and Ji Lan trembled when the cold laughter emerged from his throat: "I will send you back after dinner."
Crazy?
It takes three hours to get on the expressway back and forth.
Deliberately torturing yourself?
"No need."
Mr. Ji handed her the soup bowl in his hand, and Ji Lan took it and thanked her.
"Who is Chen Songyang going to get engaged to?"
"The daughter of his father's comrade in arms."
"So the marriage is going to happen?" Ji Lan asked.
Ji Mingzong did not respond directly. Instead, he asked the waiting waiter to go out: "It depends on what the person involved means."
"Is the party referring to Chen Songyang or the other party?"
Ji Lan's several consecutive inquiries seemed very urgent, but this urgency was not a good thing in Ji Mingzong's eyes.
He desperately wanted to get the certificate, but she avoided it, and it was very different when it came to Xu Ying.
"Xu Ying is more important to you than your son's upright status?"