Zhang Lei visibly froze when he heard Ji Xi's words.
Then he spat in Ji Xi's direction.
"You country bumpkin, don't spread rumors."
"This is my grandfather's house! Who would dare take my mom away? My grandfather would tear them apart alive!"
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes speechlessly.
For a moment, he did not know whether he should first mock Zhang Lei's ignorance of the law.
Did he really think having money meant he could do whatever he wanted?
Or should he first marvel at how the label of spreading rumors had somehow landed on Ji Xi's head.
If it were pinned on his mother's head, it would be an incredibly fitting hat.
[Come to think of it, Ji the Old Madam and Ji Yue were basically spreading pornographic rumors decades ago.]
[Tsk.]
Shen Fangli and the Yan Household members all sensed Yan Xianjue's disdain for them from that single tsk.
Father Yan and Mother Yan were somewhat glad that outsiders could not hear Yan Xianjue's thoughts right now.
Looking at Ji the Old Master's increasingly twisted expression.
And the Ji Household's illegitimate children, each wearing a different look.
Well... at least they could not hear Yan Xianjue's thoughts.
If Ji the Old Master got angry enough to die, no one could blame it on their Xianjue.
Although Ji Xi could not hear Yan Xianjue's thoughts.
He felt no less speechless than anyone else.
Did something like this even require him to spread rumors?
He lowered his head and looked at Zhang Lei, who stubbornly stayed on the floor, waiting for someone to stand up for him.
Supporting Ji Zhi, he prepared to walk around him and head downstairs.
The Ji Household was one massive madhouse. He could not stay here for even another minute.
Before turning away, he