Three hours earlier.
Ji Ting lay slumped on the sofa in the Qin Family's living room, pretending he had lost consciousness again.
He could not let the Qin Family realize he was awake. If they knew he had seen their faces, they would have no way out. Anyone backed into a corner could lose all reason, and they might dispose of him by any means necessary.
But although he was pretending to be unconscious, the excruciating pain in his finger and the drugs he had been injected with earlier kept him drifting in and out of consciousness.
Qin Zaiye had already subdued Feng Lei, pinning him to the floor.
"Who told you to do this? Talk!"
Qin Mingzhong had finally grasped what was happening. Someone was clearly trying to frame the Qin Family. He even suspected Ji Ting had orchestrated his own suffering to ruin them beyond redemption.
But faced with his questioning, Feng Lei remained silent for a long time before saying only, "No one told me to. I needed money, so I came up with this."
Qin Zaiye did not believe his motives were that simple. He turned to Ling Xi. "Xi, did Ji Ting hire this bodyguard himself?"
Ling Xi frowned. "Um... I think, I think Ji Yanzhi found him specifically for Ji Ting."
At those words, Ji Ting's brow suddenly furrowed, but everyone else was focused on Feng Lei, and no one noticed.
Qin Zaiye's eyes hardened. "Did Ji Yanzhi tell you to do this?" he demanded.
"Ji Ting is someone important, isn't he?" Feng Lei struggled to ask. The answer to that question was exactly what Ji Shize wanted. "To you, he must be more than just the Ji Family's Second Young Master. That's why even your family can't afford the consequences of kidnapping him."