Those words pierced Cheng Yingyu's chest without warning, like an ice needle chilled to the core.
Anyone else would probably have done their best to hide their reaction, but she made no attempt to conceal her tension. Anger even showed on her face. "This is my first time meeting you, President Ji. To sling that kind of mud at a woman you don't even know is beneath you."
Her agent's expression hardened as well. "I thought President Ji came today to discuss an endorsement deal. Apparently, we misunderstood. If you aren't sincere, there's no point in continuing this conversation."
Just as the two women stood up, Ji Ting casually tossed a document envelope onto the table. Several photographs slid out.
The photograph on top showed Cheng Yingyu holding a child's hand.
Cheng Yingyu glanced at the photograph, perfectly composed. A mocking smile even curved her lips. "President Ji, I don't know how you fabricated these photographs, and I'm under no obligation to prove to you that the person in them isn't me."
Faced with her composure, a trace of admiration appeared in Ji Yanzhi's eyes. "If Ji Feilan and Ji Ruolin had your nerve, my grandfather would certainly be very fond of those two children."
At the mention of Ji Zhenting, a crack finally appeared in Cheng Yingyu's expression. "I don't know any of the people you're talking about."
"Those two children certainly have nothing to do with you. After all, their birth certificates only list Ji Shize in the father's section." Ji Yanzhi frowned slightly, as though considering the matter. "But the problem now is that their father has been locked up, and he's unlikely to get out alive. Their biological mother, meanwhile, is nowhere to be found. In that case, custody naturally falls to me, their elder brother,