Boom, crack-
Two mighty thunderbolts struck: one landed on Ji Zhenting's head, while the other shocked Director Chang's soul clean out of his body.
Ji Zhenting's eyes widened so far they seemed about to tear their sockets apart. "You-you knew?!"
"Yes." The more upset he was, the more casually Jiang Mingde insisted on speaking. "Not only do I know all about it, I wholeheartedly support it. I even invited Little Ji over for dinner yesterday."
Ji Ting silently looked at him. There was no invitation, and I didn't get dinner, either.
Out in the hallway, Ji Yanzhi heard that thought, and an image of Ji Ting's aggrieved little face sprang into his mind.
No, Ji Ear couldn't be allowed to feel wronged. Next time, I had to make Uncle cook a feast and make up for that dinner invitation!
Ji Zhenting felt as though he had taken a vicious slap. His face burned, yet his whole body was freezing, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"They-how can those two be together? They're broth-"
Before he could finish shouting, Jiang Mingde gave a mocking laugh. "Think about it. Your family hasn't done a single good deed for generations. Why would Heaven ever let a child like Little Ji be born into your family? Hmph. I've seen the DNA test. He isn't related to Ji Shize in the slightest."
His last lifeline crumbled to dust. Ji Zhenting's vision darkened in waves, and suffocation engulfed his mouth and nose like a rising tide.
No wonder Ji Ting had personally sent Ji Shize to prison. No wonder he was so indifferent to whether the Ji Family survived or perished. No wonder he had never shown the slightest interest in Shili...
Everything finally had an answer, but those answers also destroyed the