Ji Yanzhi stared at the two lines on the screen. After a long while, he let out a mocking laugh.
If he had known this was all it took to get Ji Ting talking, why had he gone to all that trouble? He could have simply brought Ling Xi back. It might even have cured Ji Ting's insomnia, too.
His expression was indifferent. Just as he was about to toss his phone back onto the desk, another WeChat message from Liao Kai arrived.
[President Ji, do you need me to take the Second Young Master away?]
Ji Yanzhi's lips curled in cold derision. With Ling Xi there, Ji Ting probably would not even take his eyes off him, let alone leave.
So he coldly replied that there was no need, then stopped looking at his phone.
Liao Kai sighed when he saw the message.
Forget it. I should go back and check on things first. If anything happens, I can report it to President Ji.
By the time Liao Kai slipped back into the Front Hall, everyone was already seated on the sofas in the living room.
Ji Ting wore a rarely seen look of sternness as he reiterated, "What happened to my voice had nothing to do with Ji Yanzhi. He didn't mistreat me. He even found me a doctor."
He had not spoken in a long time, and his voice sounded muffled and hoarse. Even so, he tried hard to pronounce every word clearly.
"Ji Yanzhi found you a doctor?" Ji Shize frowned as though doubtful, but there was a hint of mockery in his tone. "Would he be so kind if he wasn't the one who hurt you?"
Ji Ting looked at him, his gaze cool. "With Ji Yanzhi's personality, if he really had done it, he