As soon as Ji Hanxing got home, he called Yan Jinyue. Yan Jinyue was working overtime in his study, reviewing a proposal.
Seeing that the call was from Ji Hanxing, he checked the time. It was already past eleven at night. Afraid Ji Hanxing had something urgent to discuss, he answered immediately.
"Hello, Hanxing. Is something wrong?"
There was even a hint of urgency in Yan Jinyue's voice.
Hearing that, Ji Hanxing's eyes shifted, a glint of mischief flashing in them. He put on a solemn tone. "Yes, something happened."
Yan Jinyue hurriedly asked, "What happened? Tell me. I'll take care of it."
"Ahem." Ji Hanxing cleared his throat lightly. "My grandfather asked to see me."
Ji Hanxing deliberately paused. As Yan Jinyue listened, his grip on his pen tightened involuntarily, his palm growing sweaty. He held his breath through the silence, his heart in his throat.
"He found out about our relationship."
Another stretch of silence followed.
"What did he say?" Yan Jinyue's voice was a little hoarse.
Ji Hanxing sighed. "He was furious. He said you had to break up with me immediately. He also said that if I didn't break up with you, he would disown me."
Yan Jinyue's expression darkened. He had actually anticipated that Old Master Ji would object, but hearing it himself still left him feeling that this would be difficult to handle.
This would put Ji Hanxing in a very difficult position.
He knew that Ji Hanxing's father, Ji Changfeng, Old Master Ji's only son and a notorious scumbag in City A, had left home with his mistress, leaving Ji Hanxing and Old Master Ji, a child and an old man, with only each other to depend on.
Ji Hanxing's affection for Old Master Ji ran undeniably deep. And to Old Master Ji,