Upon hearing this, the head of the Ji family nodded and said, "Yes, Lei'er, remember to listen to Nan Ting. He cares about you and loves you. Don't be too willful in your actions."

Upon hearing this, Ji Lei felt somewhat unconvinced and wanted to retort.

But Gong Nanting tugged at her and said for her, "It's alright, it doesn't matter what Lei'er wants to do, whether she's willful or not."

The Ji family patriarch's response was like slapping cotton – weak and powerless.

It's a thankless task.

In the end, they simply stopped saying anything.

After watching the two leave, the Ji family patriarch's face immediately darkened, and he couldn't help but urge, "Have someone urge him to come back to see me this afternoon! Otherwise, he should never come back again in this lifetime. I'll pretend I never had this scoundrel as my son!"

Upon hearing this, Ji family patriarch's confidant immediately went to carry out the task.

Gong Nanting and Ji Lei got into the car and headed back.

In the car, Ji Lei couldn't help but ask with some curiosity, "Nan Ting."

Hearing this, Gong Nanting looked at her and said, "Mm."

Ji Lei continued, "How can you trust me so much? How do you know I'll definitely stand on Xue'er's side?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Nanting couldn't help but smile and say, "I understand you, I trust you, and I trust my judgment even more."

How could someone as kind-hearted as you repay kindness with enmity towards Xue'er?

Upon hearing this, Ji Lei, though unwilling to admit it, agreed with her husband's words.

Just as her husband said, she could never repay Xue'er's kindness in her lifetime.

If she were to repay kindness with enmity, she would be utterly inhuman.

...

Meanwhile, in the capital of Country Z.

After receiving the final order from the head of the Ji family, Ji Wen had no choice but to return to Mo City first.

In his view, everything in the capital was already set in stone and nothing could change.

Even if he leaves the capital, it won't affect things at all; he can already sit back and manage things from the rear.

So, that afternoon, Ji Wen boarded a flight back to Mo City.

.

Meanwhile, the Ye Family Consortium...

The press conference to be held by the group is being prepared in full swing.

Soon, they arrived at the press conference venue.

The agreed time was approaching, but Ye Mohan was still nowhere to be seen.

The reporters in the audience couldn't help but chime in with their comments.

"I'm afraid the CEO of the Ye Group is too scared to come. It's already this late and there's still no sign of him."

"Who says otherwise? But they clearly held a press conference. If they weren't going to come, why would they bother inviting us media to attend? Isn't that a slap in the face?"

"Who knows what they're thinking? Since we're already here, let's wait and see."

"Well, even if the president of the Ye Group doesn't show up, the Ye Group should send someone else. Let's wait and see."

...

Just as everyone was patiently waiting, they suddenly saw the host and the staff who were walking over whispering to each other.

Soon after the staff left, the host turned on the microphone and began to speak.

"Welcome to all the media personnel who have taken time out of their busy schedules to attend the press conference hosted by the Ye Group... Now let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Mr. Ye, the president of the Ye Group."

Amidst everyone's anticipation, a tall and upright figure suddenly appeared in their sight.

The newcomer was Ye Mohan, who strode towards the main seat.

Then, his cold gaze swept over everyone present.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of oppression from the depths of their souls.