Ji the Old Madam watched with an ugly expression as Ji Zhi slowly approached her with Ji Xi.
Her brows immediately furrowed.
She looked at the person beside her and asked, "Who told her to come over?"
Ji Yue avoided her gaze and secretly rolled her eyes.
Who else but the old master in her family would dare summon Ji Zhi here on his own?
Ask Ji Heng—would he dare?
If even he did not dare, who else in the Ji Household had enough standing before the old master to do so?
What Ji the Old Madam had said was practically nonsense.
As they spoke, Ji Zhi had already reached her.
Ji Zhi slowly said to Ji the Old Madam, "Mom."
Ji the Old Madam's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.
She placed a hand on Ji Yue's arm.
Then she said unhurriedly, "I didn't know I had a daughter like you."
She looked every bit like an empress dowager.
Ji Zhi could not help but give a mocking smile.
This was Ji Xi's first time seeing his mother smile like this.
That smile made it seem as though she were the noble eldest daughter of the Ji Household, someone whose edges had never been worn down by life.
She was practically haughty as she directly ignored Ji Yue standing beside the old madam.
It was as though this fake heiress had never stood on the same level as her.
Even though, between the two of them, Ji Yue was the one who had truly been raised as the Ji Household's young lady.
Ji Zhi said to Ji the Old Madam, "Then you truly are forgetful, Madam."
"Weren't you the one who made the decision to drive me out of the Ji Household back then?"
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