"A peacock? What peacock?" Ji Yanzhi was utterly baffled. "What are you saying about Ji Ting?"
"It's that Lu Yanchu! He sneaked over to see Little Ji today, and once they met, he never took his eyes off him..."
Jiang Mingde rattled off a whole string of complaints, only to find that there wasn't a sound from the other end.
He glanced suspiciously at the screen and frowned. "Little Zhi? Hello, are you listening?"
Ji Yanzhi said he was, then immediately asked, "Grandpa, how did you find out about this?"
"I..." Jiang Mingde faltered, then regained his righteous confidence. "I happened to be passing by today and ran into them when I came inside. What's wrong with that?"
Ji Yanzhi finally understood how his own stubborn denials must have looked to Ji Ting. He gave a helpless chuckle. "You don't know Ji Ting. Whenever he meets someone, it's about serious business. There's nothing else going on."
Jiang Mingde was nearly frantic. "Even if Little Ji is perfectly respectable, can you be sure Lu Yanchu has no ulterior motives? You didn't see him. He was smiling at Little Ji so flamboyantly, he might as well have been a peacock spreading its tail."
"Just hurry back. Any later, and I'm afraid you'll regret it!"
Ji Yanzhi sounded calm, though it seemed more as if he were forcing himself to stay that way. "Grandpa, I'm meeting the Governor of the National Bank shortly. If I rush home over something like this, Ji Ting will be angry with me."
Jiang Mingde wanted to say more, but Ji Yanzhi beat him to it. "I need to get back to work. Stay at the Old Residence a little longer. We'll have dinner together tonight."
"Little Zhi? Little Zhi?"
Jiang Mingde stared helplessly at the words "Call