Ji the Old Madam immediately cursed, "Ji Zhi, you heartless wretch!"
"If I'd known, I should've drowned you in the toilet the moment you were born!"
Ji Xi suddenly released the hand supporting Ji Zhi.
He was about to head toward Ji the Old Madam.
Ji Zhi did not manage to grab his hand in time.
No matter how much she had reminded Ji Xi before coming here, telling him not to act impulsively no matter what—
When faced with words like those from Ji the Old Madam, Ji Xi could not pretend he had not heard them.
But Ji Heng moved even faster than he did.
Slap!
Ji Heng struck Ji the Old Madam across the face.
That felt good!
That slap was seriously loud.
Yan Xianjue said with great satisfaction.
Ji Heng finally grew a spine!
If he'd been able to harden his heart sooner, things wouldn't have gotten this ugly today.
The people who could hear Yan Xianjue's thoughts all nodded.
They had not failed to notice Ji Heng's earlier indecisiveness.
He had clearly been greatly provoked this time, and his brain had finally taken the high ground.
They had never seen such an outrageous mother.
She treated her biological daughter like an enemy.
She treated her adopted daughter like a servant.
She treated her son like a tool.
Ji the Old Madam's mental state was truly alarming!
Ji Heng had used too much force, and Ji the Old Madam staggered back two steps uncontrollably.
Covering her burning, aching cheek, she stared blankly at Ji Heng.
No matter what, she had never expected Ji Heng to lay a hand on her.
Ji Zhi and Ji Heng might have been biological siblings.
But they had never lived together.
And she had often whispered things in Ji Heng's