The facts proved it.
The Ji Household had much thicker skin than Shen Fangli had imagined.
Even with the scene this ugly, Ji the Old Master merely paused the birthday banquet and told them to change their clothes.
[Fine.]
[At least stop embarrassing yourselves at the banquet looking so disheveled.]
As for the birthday congratulations segment, it would probably end with a whimper.
[Hehe! Question: What is the area of Ji the Old Master's psychological shadow?]
Mother Yan was speechless.
This was not the time to show off math skills that were barely any better than physics!
Yan Xianjue could not hear Mother's Yan's inward grumbling.
He watched the people around him nod repeatedly at Ji the Old Master's request.
All while lowering their heads to frantically forward things on their phones.
Then, when they looked up, they exchanged knowing smiles with the people beside them.
Yan Xianjue laughed without mercy.
[The Ji Household's popularity is really terrible.]
The Yan Household members looked around, then lowered their heads to look at the group chats on their phones.
Wasn't that exactly right?
Good grief, they were all kicking them while they were down.
They had already seen the forwarded videos in several group chats.
There were videos from every possible angle. Even if the Ji Household wanted to find the people who filmed them, they would not be able to.
"By the way, Big Brother, how exactly did Ji the Seventh faint?"
Yan Xianjue finally found an opening and hurriedly asked.
Yan Yi'an wore an expression that was hard to describe.
If he had to put it plainly, Ji the Seventh really did have terrible luck.
"He was mainly knocked out by something."
"Huh?" Yan Xianjue was full of question marks.
Yan Yi'an: "..."
What exactly were you confused about?!