It's as if there's some big secret involved. Every time they come to the Ji family, the story ends there, and everyone falls silent.

Qiao Qian'an watched as Mo Qing, like a hamster, kept putting pastries into the dish, with a piece stuffed in her mouth and her cheeks puffed out, and couldn't help but shake his head with amusement.

My heart felt completely full, so satisfied and happy, and my eyes were incredibly gentle as a result.

"The Ji family is a true aristocratic family, but they have kept a low profile for the past ten years or so. We have hardly ever seen any members of the Ji family attending such occasions. It is quite unexpected that they have put on such a show today." Mo Tingqi glanced at Mo Yanyu and Ji Yao with a half-smile, his smile deepening. His phoenix eyes were slightly raised, making him alluring and handsome.

Mo Qing blinked and smiled, "Is that so? But what's so surprising about that?"

"My silly baby, don't you understand?" Mo Tingqi raised his eyes and gently tapped her delicate nose. It sounded like he was scolding her, but if you looked closely at his eyes, you could see the doting look in them, which filled his entire eyes.

Mo Qing looked up at him with an innocent and bewildered expression, then shook her head. "I really don't understand."

He only got halfway there; how could she possibly understand?

She was too lazy to think. Her third brother knew her personality perfectly well, yet he still left things unsaid. He might as well just tell her directly.

"There are rumors in the industry that Old Master Ji's son and daughter-in-law were murdered one after another. After all, not long after that incident, all the collateral branches of the Ji family moved abroad. Although they all claimed to the outside world that they had stayed here for too long and wanted to develop in a different place." Mo Tingqi curled his lips, rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment, seemingly saying something ambiguous, "But the real reason is definitely not that simple."

After all, the people in this circle aren't stupid. They all immigrated overnight, and they were all from the collateral branches of the Ji family, completely uprooted.

And they have kept their mouths shut, never revealing the real reason to this day.

Therefore, everyone in the circle unanimously believed that the poisoning of Old Master Ji's son and daughter-in-law was very likely carried out by a collateral branch of the clan, but it was an unspoken understanding and no one ever really said it.

He couldn't help but admire Old Master Ji's skillful methods. There are many smart people, but few are both smart and decisive, and ruthless enough to achieve this level. No wonder Old Master Ji was able to carve out a bloody path and stand out among his brothers.

With such an iron-fisted approach, it would be difficult for him not to succeed.

"Hmm, I understand." Mo Qing curled her lip dismissively.

She roughly understood the situation; however, there are always many troubles in wealthy families, and there must be some hidden story behind this, otherwise, they wouldn't have taken this action.

There are no truly heartless people; they are all forced by circumstances. The world of the wealthy is a complex place, and such matters are often convoluted and complicated. No one knows the real truth, and she doesn't want to comment too much.

Ultimately, it's all a family matter for other people. They're just spectators at best. What right do they have to comment on who's right and who's wrong?

"That's why I know your good friend's background. Now the Ji family only has direct descendants left, and Old Master Ji's family only has him and his grandson. And Old Master Ji's younger brother's family, your good friend should be from this family. I vaguely remember that she should have a younger brother, who is about three or four years old!" Mo Tingqi covered his right cheek with one hand, as if he was deep in thought.

Mo Qing's eyes darted around, and she pondered for a moment. "So, according to you, Yao Yao has a cousin?"

“That’s correct in theory.” Mo Tingqi continued to explain with his signature smile, “Grandpa Ji’s grandson hasn’t appeared in the industry for over a decade. Although he claims to be staying at his uncle’s house, no one has ever seen him.”

The rumors are unreliable, because in fact, no one has seen Old Master Ji's grandson, the so-called sole heir, for more than a decade.

Mo Qing paused, feeling as if she had overlooked something, but she couldn't quite recall what it was.

After a moment of hesitation, her attention was drawn to the pastries in front of her.

After filling a plate with a mountain of pastries, she calmly walked to his side, her gaze fixed on them, and said, "According to you, I must have some kind of background too."

After all, her parents are very well-known throughout the country, and she also has an uncle, aunt, and several cousins.

Those who go out there, aren't they all famous?

"Yeah, yeah, who has a bigger background than my precious Momo?" Mo Tingqi rarely acted seriously, but Mo Qing's perfunctory attitude made him lose all interest.

Especially seeing her eating with such relish, it's so cute and adorable, reminding me of a squirrel, which puffs up and down like that, making me want to poke her cheeks.

Seeing how adorable she was, Mo Tingqi couldn't resist teasing her, saying, "Don't choke on your feelings."

But what he never expected was that before he could even finish speaking—

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough cough." Mo Qing coughed so hard that it looked like she was coughing up blood.

This greatly worried both Mo Tingqi and Qiao Qian'an.

"It's all your fault. Why did you have to make that bet?" Qiao Qian'an frowned, his eyes slightly cold.

Hearing her coughing incessantly, I felt very sorry for her and quickly went over to gently pat her back.

Mo Tingqi looked completely innocent, “…”

How could he have known that his casual remark would actually make her choke?

He cares about Momo even more than he does, okay?

Hey, Qiao Qian'an, take your hand off him! You're taking advantage of his precious son! Do you have a death wish?

Mo Tingqi narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, took a few big steps forward, pulled Mo Qing into his arms, and gave Qiao Qian'an a very warning look, "You don't need to worry about the baby's affairs."

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