Ji the Old Madam was still clutching her swollen cheek.
Her words failed to threaten Ji the Old Master.
But she was unwilling to accept this.
Ji Heng was one thing.
She still had some genuine affection for Ji Heng, her only son.
But what the hell was Ji Yue?
A fake.
If not for her back then, Ji Yue would still be that vagrant's daughter.
It was uncertain whether she would even have survived until now.
How could she have enjoyed the good life of being the Ji Household's eldest miss?
Now that the truth had been exposed, Ji Yue wanted to kick her aside.
And use her as a stepping stone to clear her own name?
She would have to ask whether Ji the Old Madam agreed first.
Ji the Old Madam glared fiercely at Ji Yue.
Then she turned to Ji Zhi and Ji the Eldest. "Since you've uncovered so much already."
"You should know that Ji Yue isn't innocent in this either."
"Ji Yue was the one who suggested that I absolutely couldn't let Ji Zhi return to the Ji Household."
In truth, Ji the Old Madam had already made up her mind back then. Ji Zhi had that burden in her belly.
Even if she returned to the Ji Household, Ji the Old Madam could still keep her under control.
Ji the Old Master had no patience for handling household matters, leaving Ji the Old Madam with plenty of room to maneuver.
Later, Ji Yue said she had a way to test things first.
Ji the Old Madam figured there was no harm in trying, so she gave it a shot.
Ji Zhi found it amusing that the two of them had just been displaying such deep mother-daughter affection before her.
Yet the moment