"Second Young Master, cough, cough..." The butler spoke so hurriedly that he choked on his own saliva. "He... he went to the hospital with Mr. Jiang!"
The hospital... an argument...
Putting those two things together, Ji Yanzhi's expression turned utterly grim. "Which hospital?"
"I don't know. They got in the car and left."
Ji Yanzhi took out his phone, called Ji Ting, and held it to his ear as he strode toward his car.
Ring... ring... The number you have dialed is currently busy...
Ji Yanzhi lowered his phone and was about to call again when a message from Ji Ting came through: [Don't worry. Wait at home for me.]
Ji Yanzhi was wound so tight he was ready to snap. How could a single sentence calm him down, especially when Ji Ting wouldn't even answer his calls?
In the midst of that mounting anxiety, something suddenly occurred to him, and he snatched up his phone again.
Whenever Ji Ear went out, people from the Confidentiality Bureau would follow him. If he could find them, he'd know where Ji Ear was!
"Hello."
"Hello, this is Ji Yanzhi. Is Ji Ting with you right now?"
Zhang Jian looked toward the villa through the car window. After a two-second pause, he said, "President Ji, Teacher Ji is in no physical danger at present. However, he's been inside your grandfather's house for almost two hours, so we can't be sure whether he's suffered any psychological harm."
Ji Yanzhi's breath caught. Something seemed to cinch tightly around his chest, while his head felt ready to explode.
Why had his uncle suddenly come to the Old Residence today? Why had he gotten into an argument with Ji Ear? And how had the two of them ended up at his grandfather's house?
All those questions tangled