Chapter 89 When I die, please remember to burn more money for me.
"Will Third Uncle come today?"
"I don't know," Ji Xian greeted everyone with a nod while holding a glass of wine. He was a little surprised when he responded to Ji Lan's words: "You pay special attention to your third uncle."
Ji Lan was stunned and nodded gently: "I'm very interested."
"Don't let your parents know that you are interested in Third Uncle," Ji Xian reminded softly. Third Uncle is now their biggest enemy.
The chances of turning against each other in the future are extremely high.
Ji Lan sighed lazily.
Ji Xian added: "He may not come. He never participates in family activities. Dad's invitation was sent over, but the other party may not show off his face."
"Isn't grandma here too?"
"So what? Ethics and morality cannot restrain a lonely ghost who has been wandering outside for a long time."
The words "lonely soul and wild ghost" were like a sharp blade piercing into Ji Lan's heart.
If the third master of the Ji family is a lonely ghost wandering outside, what about her? A lonely ghost living under the roof of the Ji family.
She is very similar to the third master of the Ji family who has never been masked, and their life experiences are complicated and strange.
If you can't use it, you can't put it on the table.
Ji Lan lowered his hand holding the hem of the skirt slightly, and looked at Ji Xian with moist eyes, but only for a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly, and when he raised his eyes again, everything changed.
"What's wrong?" Ji Xian realized that Ji Lan hadn't followed and turned around to look back.
Ji Lan shook his head slightly: "Nothing."
Ji Xian dotes on her and protects her, but in the end he stands as a winner. What she tries her best to get rid of is the capital that the other party has carried with her since she was born and is proud of.
It's a good journey, but there are some roads where it's rare to have a companion.
On this day, Ji Lan and Ji Xian were socializing behind Ji Hongyi. As long as the guests were coming and going, anyone who had interacted with Ji Hongyi could call out the other person's name without waiting for Ji Hongyi's introduction. When talking to people in a low voice, whether it was His posture, knowledge, and gentle tone when chatting make people feel quite comfortable.
A compliment is indispensable at the end of the day.
Ji Hongyi cast admiring glances at Ji Lan amidst the compliments from outsiders.
"I heard that Miss Ji entered the media industry?" someone asked.
Ji Lan nodded and said yes, and the other party continued: "As expected of Mr. Ji's daughter, she has a vision. The media industry is on the rise in recent years. In time, Miss Ji will definitely become famous all over the world. She is really a tiger father but a dog girl!" "
"Dr. Liu is overly praised," Ji Lan responded humbly.
The more appropriately she behaved, the uglier Deng Yi's expression became as he stood beside her.
I saw Ji Lan drinking and talking with others about current politics, finance, various popular hobbies and global current affairs.
I always felt that she was deliberately trying to steal Ji Rourou's limelight.
He wanted to interrupt several times, but couldn't find the right time. When the banquet was about to start, Ji Hongyi was about to go on stage to give a speech.
Glancing at Sun Luo, the latter nodded, as if to tell him that everything was ready.
Ji Hongyi took the microphone from the host and was about to step onto the stage when Shu Wenxing approached and whispered a few words to him.
Ji Hongyi's face was gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and he was thinking about something. Then, when Ji Lan saw someone speaking, he handed the microphone to the host, and then turned back.
"What's wrong?"
"Old lady, please wait," Ji Hongyi responded with a bad expression.
"Who are you waiting for?" Deng Yi asked. Then he remembered something and lowered his voice and said, "You're not waiting for the third child, are you?"
Ji Hongyi hummed.
Deng Yi was dumbfounded, and a thousand words finally broke out into a single curse word. A smokeless war began.
Ji Lan held the cup and watched this scene curiously.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, I took the cup and found the old lady's lounge in the banquet hall on the second floor. Before I even got close, I heard Shu Wen's faint voice of advice.
"Maybe the third master is on his way here, we just have to wait."
"He probably won't come," the old lady sighed.
Shu Wen advised: "You and the third master have been separated for so many years. The relationship between mother and son cannot be repaired overnight. Your kindness to the third master will be felt by the third master over time."
"Didn't you listen to what he said that day? He wanted Henli. He told me clearly that if Henli didn't give it to him, there would be no talk of mother-son affection in the future," the old lady said in a low tone, with a hint of Screaming: "But Hengli, how can I give it to him? This child's heart is not with the Ji family. If I give Hengli to him, wouldn't I be giving the lifeblood of the Ji family to an outsider?"
"You are."
Ji Lan stood at the door and listened quietly. Xu Ying saw her coming and followed him from the banquet hall. He was a little surprised when he saw someone standing at the door. Just when he was about to ask, Ji Lan quickly came over and covered her mouth. Dragged into the men's room.
Almost instantly, Shu Wen came out of the lounge,
He glanced defensively at the corridor.
"Who?" In the lounge, the old lady asked in a deep voice.
"I didn't see anyone. Maybe the guest went to the wrong place."
"Find someone to guard you," the old lady said angrily. There were hundreds of people of all kinds. Who knows what kind of monsters and ghosts there are in this huge cruise ship.
Shu Wen called the bodyguard over, and the old lady thought of something again and asked, "Is there any hiding place nearby?"
"Did I do something bad?" In the men's toilet cubicle, Xu Ying looked at Ji Lan's nervous expression and asked in a low voice.
Ji Lan didn't hear anyone chasing him in, and his stiff back relaxed a little.
"Not really," Ji Lan responded in a low voice, "I'll go out in a while and you stay inside."
Xu Ying nodded blankly: "I just heard people outside talking about the third master of the Ji family."
"Don't worry about the third master or the third master," Ji Lan stopped Xu Ying from saying, "The place I was standing just now is the old lady's lounge."
"What did you hear?" Xu Ying was a little shocked.
Ji Lan sighed slightly, pursed his lips and looked at her: "If I die, will you collect my body?"
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"Remember to burn more money for me, I can't live in poverty."
"I will arrange all the male models in the mansion and villa for you," Xu Ying responded seriously.
The old lady of the Ji family was a ruthless character when she was young. The Ji family was able to stand out among many wealthy families and remain standing for many years, which was inseparable from the old lady's decisiveness and ruthlessness.
It is said that the old man had many romantic affairs in Beijing and Hong Kong, but no scandals were spread. This is not because the news was tightly covered, but because every newspaper in Beijing and Hong Kong that had the ability to report it had only one way to go.
Now, in his eighties, the Ji family's three sons are in dire straits over their right to be the legitimate heirs, but this is just a rumor. As long as the old lady suppresses her for a day, the Ji family will not be able to break up.
No one dared to leave.
"I'll go out first," Ji Lan calmed down, put his hand on the compartment door lock, curled and stretched his fingertips, and repeated it several times before he made up his mind and pushed the door open.
If Mrs. Ji knew that it was her who was standing at the door, not to mention staying at Ji's house would be a luxury in this world.
Creak - the compartment door opens.
The moment Ji Lan stepped out, her white gauze skirt fell on the bathroom floor tiles.
Her eyes suddenly collided with the man standing in front of the toilet.
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