Veins bulged at Ji Zhenting's temples, but he could not lose his temper here. He could only force the words through gritted teeth. "Even if you're no longer Shili's president, you're still a member of the Ji Family, aren't you?"
Ji Yanzhi raised an eyebrow, looking faintly surprised. "So I'm a member of the Ji Family again? When you brought Cheng Yingyu and those two illegitimate children home, I thought you'd struck me from the family register."
As the saying went, family scandals should stay behind closed doors. By airing the Ji Family's private affairs so openly, Ji Yanzhi had stripped away another layer of Ji Zhenting's dignity.
Ji Zhenting's expression darkened like a storm cloud. Through clenched teeth, he said, "Ji Yanzhi, don't forget that you weren't the one who built the Lithography Machine."
The faint, mocking smile vanished from Ji Yanzhi's lips. "And?"
Thinking he had hit a nerve, Ji Zhenting sneered. "Ji Ting has never said he isn't a member of the Ji Family."
"You still dare to bring up Ji Ting."
Seeing the cold menace in Ji Yanzhi's eyes, Qiao Hansong frowned and asked, "From the sound of it, has Little Ji been treated unfairly in the past?"
At those words, every official present turned a piercing gaze on Ji Zhenting. Some stared with expressionless intensity; others shot him outright glares. All of them were plainly displeased.
Who was Ji Ting now?
Even calling him a national-treasure scientist fell short. In the grander scheme of things, Huaguo was fortunate simply to have him. Never mind mistreating someone like him-even the slightest grievance would bring a call from Jade Spring Mountain demanding answers within minutes.
Under their scrutiny, Ji Zhenting actually chose to strike first. "I'm getting on in years. Being deceived by someone else's lies and