[Hmm?]
Yan Xianjue looked utterly confused.
[How was he so sure Ji the Second was behind this?]
Yan Xianjue suspected he had missed over a dozen episodes of the drama.
Ji the Seventh put on quite a performance onstage.
Yan Xianjue could clearly see Ji the Old Master's ruddy complexion turn into a furious red, his neck thick with anger.
The way he looked at Ji the Seventh grew increasingly hostile as well.
Yan Xianjue snickered. Even if Ji the Second really had plotted against Ji the Seventh,
Ji the Old Master would only think Ji the Seventh lacked a sense of propriety, airing the Ji Household's dirty laundry before so many guests.
His gaze fell on Ji the Eldest, who had finished offering his birthday wishes in an orderly manner and come down early to stand at the front.
Judging by appearances, the man had the air of a complete homebody—honest and not good with words.
But Yan Xianjue had clearly just seen Ji the Eldest give Ji the Seventh a meaningful look.
Yan Xianjue narrowed his eyes.
[Could Ji the Seventh be taking advantage of the situation?]
[It's not impossible if he's trying to frame Ji the Second!]
[In the novel, Ji the Eldest and Ji the Seventh formed an alliance. Ji the Seventh knew his own abilities were mediocre. He didn't want to inherit the Ji Household; he only wanted a bigger share when the family assets were divided.]
[He secretly helped Ji the Eldest with quite a few things.]
[This time, he was willing to make the old master hate him just to bring Ji the Second down. Ji the Eldest must have promised him plenty of benefits!]
Yan Yi'an silently nodded, basically confirming that Yan Xianjue's guess was reasonable.
Using Ji the Seventh, who had