He Wenxiu squinted and thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped her thigh, "I've got it! I've thought of a way to deal with Ji Fuling!"

"What method?"

Ji Xinqi immediately pressed for more information.

Her previous plans had failed one after another, leaving her unable to come up with any good ideas.

A cold glint flashed in He Wenxiu's eyes. "Listen, when we're in front of the old man later, we need to act friendly towards Ji Fuling, understand?"

Ji Xinqi frowned. "But Ji Fuling has already guessed that I orchestrated what happened back then. What's the point of pretending to be friendly?"

"So what if she guessed? She can't produce any evidence. Just do as I say!"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

After discussing it for a while, the mother and daughter went downstairs together and headed towards the study.

Reaching the door, He Wenxiu raised her hand and knocked twice. "Dad, I have something to tell you. May I come in?"

While asking this question, He Wenxiu led Ji Xinqi through the door before Grandpa Ji could reply.

At this moment, Ji Fuling had already put the share transfer agreement into her bag at the old man's instruction.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head and glanced in, only to see He Wenxiu and her daughter Ji Xinqi walking in with forced smiles.

“Dad, there’s a charity banquet in a few days, and I was thinking of having Fuling attend as well.”

He Wenxiu said hypocritically, "This is a good opportunity to let everyone know that Fuling has returned to Yuncheng, which can also be considered as refuting the rumors that the media reported so much back then about her committing suicide."

Ji Xinqi immediately chimed in, "Yes, Grandpa, I think this is very necessary, so that those who don't know the situation won't be shocked when they see my cousin."

"Like when I saw my cousin before, I almost thought I'd seen a ghost!"

"Bang--"

Grandpa Ji slammed his hand on the table, glaring at Ji Xinqi, and shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean by seeing ghosts or not!"

"If you can't speak properly, then shut up. Nobody's going to think you're mute!"

Seeing that things were going badly, He Wenxiu quickly turned her back to her daughter, winked at her, and mouthed silently, "What are you doing? Have you forgotten what I just told you?!"

Ji Xinqi's expression changed, and jealousy and resentment flashed in her eyes.

How could she forget the plan she just agreed on in the blink of an eye?

But as soon as she saw Ji Fuling, she couldn't help herself and wished she could pounce on her and tear this bitch apart to vent her anger!

At He Wenxiu's prompting, Ji Xinqi held back and, following the plan, feigned innocence, saying, "Grandpa, I admit that what I said was a bit harsh, but that's the truth. I'm only thinking of my cousin."

He Wenxiu quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile, "Dad, Qiqi is a straightforward child, please don't take offense. We really made this suggestion for Fuling's own good..."

Ji Fuling stood aside expressionlessly, coldly watching the mother and daughter put on their act.

As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on.

These two people keep saying they're doing it for her own good, but they actually wish she were dead!

Grandpa Ji frowned and pondered for a moment, then looked at Ji Fuling, "Fuling, you should come to the banquet with us."

Ji Fuling said calmly, "Grandpa, I'm not interested in these banquets."

“I know you’re not interested, but Grandpa wants to take this opportunity to let everyone know that you’re back, still the young lady of the Ji family, and Grandpa’s precious granddaughter.”

Grandpa Ji took Ji Fuling's hand and patted the back of her hand affectionately.

Although he disliked He Wenxiu and her daughter, he recalled the reactions of some members of the Ye family when they saw Ji Fuling during his previous visit to the Ye family, which were indeed just as Ji Xinqi had described.

Therefore, he felt it was indeed necessary to let Ji Fuling make a public appearance.

Upon hearing this, Ji Fuling glanced coldly at He Wenxiu and Ji Xinqi, her red lips slightly parted, "Fine, I'll go with you."

Even a fool could tell that this disgusting mother and daughter were planning to make a scene at this charity event.

As for the purpose, it was obviously to deal with her.

However, since her grandfather had spoken, she didn't want to disappoint him.

Since they were bound to clash sooner or later, and these two were going to resort to tricks, she wasn't afraid to play along to the end.

This time, she'll just turn the tables on him!

"Grandpa, I'll be going now, I have things to do."

After saying goodbye to Grandpa Ji, Ji Fuling slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out.

When Ji Xinqi saw her walking over, a wicked glint flashed in her eyes. She secretly stretched out her foot, thinking of tripping her up and making her fall flat on her face.

Ji Fuling was particularly vigilant, preventing the mother and daughter from resorting to underhanded tactics.

Therefore, Ji Xinqi's little actions were all observed by her.

She sneered inwardly, walked over without making a sound, and stomped hard on Ji Xinqi as she got close.

The entire weight of the person was pressing down on Ji Xinqi's instep.

"Ahhh!"

"My feet—"

Ji Xinqi let out a scream instantly, the pain contorting her face into a grimace.

As she reached out to push Ji Fuling, Ji Fuling had already pulled her foot back and taken a step to the side.

"Cousin, look at you! How could you be so careless? Remember to be more careful next time, or you might break a hand or a foot."

After saying this with a sneer, Ji Fuling turned and left.

Ji Xinqi stared intently at her retreating figure, so angry she almost gritted her teeth.

You damn bitch, just you wait, you'll be crying soon!

"Alright, if there's nothing else, you two can go out too."

Grandpa Ji waved his hand, signaling He Wenxiu and Ji Xinqi to leave.

"Dad, you rest now, we'll head out first."

After He Wenxiu finished speaking, she pulled Ji Xinqi out of the study.

Limping back to her room, Ji Xinqi could no longer contain herself. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Mom, you saw it all, didn't you? That old bastard beamed at Ji Fuling the moment he saw her, giving away so many shares without batting an eye, but he treats us like this. Am I not his own granddaughter...?"

He Wenxiu's expression changed, and she quickly covered her daughter's mouth, "Ptooey! Don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Xinqi shook off her hand and said irritably, "I'm talking nonsense? What nonsense did I say? Even a blind man can see that the old man favors Ji Fuling. Anyone who doesn't know better would think that Ji Fuling is his only granddaughter!"

"Alright, stop saying these things in the future."

He Wenxiu's eyes flickered for a moment, "After a few days, when Ji Fuling loses face at the banquet, the old man will naturally stop doting on her. He might not even want to see her again. At that time, you will be the only young lady of the Ji family."

Hearing this, Ji Xinqi's expression softened somewhat.

She looked at He Wenxiu with a hint of doubt in her voice, "Mom, will your idea work? Don't let it all turn out to be a waste of time."

He Wenxiu said confidently, "Don't worry, I'll definitely make her look ridiculous in front of everyone this time!"

Meanwhile, Ji Fuling was driving back to the company.

She tossed her phone aside, put it on speakerphone, and was on the phone with Zuo Yiming.

"...Keep an eye on He Wenxiu and Ji Xinqi for me these next few days. They'll definitely make a move before the banquet, and I need to know their plans."

Zuo Yiming understood immediately, "Don't worry, Miss, I will report to you immediately if there is any movement."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Fuling glanced at the bag on the passenger seat.

The two share transfer agreements inside were what her grandfather had given her as a crutch.

Giving her these shares was meant to serve as a deterrent to He Wenxiu and her daughter.

But from the conversation, she could tell that her grandfather did not want her to use these shares to oust her uncle.

She was his beloved granddaughter, but her uncle was also his only son...

Ji Fuling pursed her lips, pulling her wandering thoughts back.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor.

As long as her uncle didn't collude with He Wenxiu and her daughter, she never really intended to target him.