Aunt Min gave Ji Zhinan a sarcastic look and raised her voice a few degrees: "Madam, the second young lady is back!"

Mrs. Ji trimmed all the messy leaves, looked around, and only showed a satisfied expression after she was sure there was no problem.

Turning his head, he saw Ji Zhinan, his eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed.

Aunt Min stepped forward and took the trimmer from her hand. Mrs. Ji took the handkerchief Aunt Min gave her and wiped her fingers gently, very elegantly.

She walked to the leisure table and chairs next to her and sat on the chair. Aunt Min had already prepared hot tea for her.

She took a sip politely, then raised her eyes and stared at Ji Zhinan who was still standing there motionless, frowning.

"Why are you still standing there? Come and sit down."

There was indifference and harshness in her words, without any of the tenderness and patience of a mother.

No, she did, but her motherly love was not for Ji Zhinan.

Ji Zhinan looked calm and said nothing. He walked over and sat opposite Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji finished her cup of tea and poured herself another cup.

"Your sister is getting engaged." She suddenly said.

He raised his head, stared at Ji Zhinan, and continued, "In three days, this weekend."

Ji Zhinan calmly replied, "I know."

Madam Ji took a sip of tea before placing the cup on the table and looking her straight in the eye: "I asked you to come back today for no other reason than to tell you that you should not do anything unjust in the future. You can blame me, your mother, for not warning you first."

She straightened her hair and said, "Even though you deny it, I raised you. How could I not know what you have in mind? But it doesn't matter now. Ji Zhinan, I'm telling you, no matter what you want to do, you have to keep it to yourself from now on!"

Mrs. Ji's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she stared at Ji Zhinan with cold eyes, full of chill.

"If one day Xia Xia tells me in tears that you, Ji Zhinan, are competing with her for a man, do you think I will let you go?"

“…”

Ji Zhinan thought that Mrs. Ji wanted to talk to her about something, but it turned out that she wanted to warn her before the engagement.

Ji Zhinan lowered his head and smiled.

"hehe……"

Her smile grew wider and wider, and Mrs. Ji frowned as she looked at her: "What are you laughing at!"

"Mom, you're worrying too much." Ji Zhinan smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood: "Mom, if I really wanted Mu Zeyu, would I have used tricks to snatch him away? When my sister was in trouble, I told grandpa directly that I liked Mu Zeyu. I thought grandpa would definitely let me be with him, and now there would be no problem with my sister..."

Ji Zhinan was right. With the old man's love for her, as long as she said she liked Mu Zeyu, the old man would do everything he could to fulfill her wish.

Madam Ji stared at her with a vigilant look on her face. Could this damn girl really go to find the old man?

"My feelings for Mu Zeyu were eight hundred years ago. It was all because I was too young back then and couldn't tell the difference between a man and a dog. Since my sister cares so much about Young Master Mu, I offer my sincere blessings. I wish them a long and happy life together and a son soon."

After hearing Ji Zhinan's first few words, Mrs. Ji was about to scold him, but the words in the latter part were okay and barely calmed her anger.

"Mu Zeyu is the prince of the Mu Group and the only heir. No one is worthy of her except Xia Xia. You'd better have some self-awareness." Mrs. Ji said coldly.

Ji Zhinan stood up and smiled: "Don't worry, Mom, I am very self-aware."

She deliberately emphasized those four words.