Chapter 368 You can call me—Dad
Could dealing with Pang Yin really alarm Pang Daiyao?
That's rather unusual.
Ji Ying paused for two seconds, then looked at Yue Zheng who was rushing over from behind.
"I'll leave all the people I brought here. You stay here and make sure he's safe."
Yue Zheng nodded, "Don't worry, Madam."
"My dad just had surgery, so I won't go back with you," Liang Jian said.
Ji Ying said "thank you" to him, then left with Jiang Ran.
When the two returned to No. 17 Dingbu Street, Grandpa Pang was sitting in the main hall drinking tea.
Halfway there, to relieve her stomach discomfort, Ji Ying bought another cup of ginger tea.
When he entered, the old man did not get up, or even stand up.
"Yizhi's tea here is quite good. Next time I see him, I'll ask him where he bought it."
Ji Ying smiled slightly, "I'm afraid the old man won't have the fortune to drink this kind of tea again."
Grandpa Pang raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze towards her calm yet carrying a hint of coldness.
Ji Ying placed the ginger tea on the table and said unhurriedly, "Don't you know his physical condition better than I do?"
Isn't this a curse wishing him to die?
Only then did a smile appear on Grandpa Pang's face.
“I know you blame me for letting Pang Yin and Yi Zhi be together, but it’s their fate, and I can’t interfere. But what happened today, I think… was just a moment of confusion on her part. She didn’t mean to hurt anyone, so you should know your limits.”
Ji Ying understood.
Old Master Pang came to her home for two reasons: first, to find an excuse for Pang Yin's injection of Liang Yizhi, and second, to put pressure on her to release Pang Yin.
What surprised her even more was that Old Master Pang actually stepped forward to protect Pang Yin, this pawn.
Is this Pang Yin really just an unfavored relative of the Pang family?
Ji Ying pondered for two seconds, then a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Old Master Pang dedicated his life to his career and never married, so there are some things he can hardly understand personally. There is no room for a third person between husband and wife. No matter what the intention is, interfering in someone else's marriage is always seen as malicious in the eyes of the spouse. So if Old Master Pang doesn't understand this 'discretion,' he can ask your brother for advice."
Pang Daiyao sensed the sharpness in her words and smiled slightly.
"You should know without me reminding you that there's nothing I can't get if I want it."
Ji Ying took a sip of ginger tea and said meaningfully, "Have you really never made a mistake?"
Of course, I've made mistakes before.
What Pang Daiyao still can't let go of is what Shen Jingxiu has in his possession.
Even today, he still desires it.
Pang Daiyao narrowed his cloudy eyes, scrutinizing the young yet sharp-witted woman before him.
He had long heard that Ji Ying was stubborn. Even with Gu Yanchen's cunning, he still ran into trouble with her, but he never expected her to treat him the same way.
If such a person is not used for one's own purposes, he will surely become a great threat.
"You keep making things difficult for me. Have you forgotten your own limitations? Some roads look smooth, but once you walk on them, you realize that you are walking on thin ice, and you could fall and die at any moment."
Ji Ying realized he was threatening her. Since they had already broken off all pretense, there was nothing left to worry about.
"Times have changed, and outcomes are not static. Haven't you also had times when you felt powerless?"
Pang Daiyao's face darkened completely, and a silent tension filled the air.
Just then, his secretary jogged in from outside, leaned down, and whispered something in his ear.
Upon hearing this, Pang Daiyao's gloomy expression suddenly dissipated, replaced by a meaningful smile.
He stood up, his gaze sweeping over Ji Ying.
"It's good that young people are full of energy, but they also need to know how to assess the situation. You can personally teach Pang Yin. I'll have Yi Zhi bring her to my place for tea another day."
After saying that, he left without waiting for Ji Ying's response, leaning on his cane.
Why isn't he planning to take Pang Yin with him anymore?
Just as Ji Ying was wondering what was going on, Jiang Ran rushed in.
"Sister Ying, Mr. Liang has woken up. He... is on his way back."
Ji Ying frowned. "Have you become stupid?"
Jiang Ran lowered her head. "It might be more serious."
Ji Ying closed her eyes, paused for two seconds, and then ordered, "Bring Pang Yin here."
On a freezing cold day, Pang Yin was taken off her down jacket and brought in from outside, shivering from the cold.
"Ji Ying, what do you mean? Are you planning to do something to me while Yi Zhi is unconscious? I'm warning you, if he doesn't see me when he wakes up, you'll pay the price."
Ji Ying listened expressionlessly as she finished her threatening words before putting down the ginger tea.
"Thanks for reminding me, so the person who's tied up right now... is me."
Pang Yin turned pale from the sting of her seemingly casual yet ironic remark.
Ji Ying said calmly, "Your great-uncle came by and said that it's not a good thing for young people to be too energetic. Looking at you now, he is right."
She turned to look at Jiang Ran and instructed, "Take her to the nearby riverbank. Before the river freezes, let her go down and calm down."
Just as Jiang Ran was about to take the person away, the door opened.
Several bodyguards cleared the way, and Liang Yizhi led Yue Zheng in.
Ji Yingyi sat in the main seat, quietly watching him.
This time, he gave off a completely different feeling compared to both before and after his amnesia.
There was neither the confusion and bewilderment of the early stages of amnesia, nor the reserved, profound, and authoritative aura of a superior before amnesia.
At this moment, his gaze was cold and sharp, but deep in his pupils leaped a certain playfulness and undisguised ferocity, like a demonic blade casually played with after being drawn from its sheath, elegant yet dangerous.
Upon seeing Liang Yizhi, Pang Yin felt as if she had met a savior.
"Yizhi, please save me!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. "She misunderstood me. She said I wanted to harm you and was going to throw me into the river."
Liang Yizhi stopped in front of her and looked at her disdainfully for two seconds.
Pang Yin looked even more vulnerable under his gaze, and as she was held by the bodyguards, she seemed about to lose her balance.
Liang Yizhi stretched out his fingers and pinched her chin, making her look up at him.
Then, casually, he asked, "Oh? So, are you trying to harm me or not?"
Pang Yin immediately shook her head, "I love you so much, how could I possibly harm you? This injection was prescribed by the doctor based on your condition after you woke up in Southeast Asia. You need to have it injected every few days. You trust me a lot, which is why you entrusted the medicine to me for safekeeping."
As she spoke, she tried to lean closer to Liang Yizhi, but Liang Yizhi held her chin without any emotion, neither letting her back away nor letting him move forward, as if this was the distance he had fixed.
Pang Yin had no choice but to continue, "This time... this time I was just too anxious. I didn't want to keep being bullied by Ji Ying, so I mistakenly injected you with double the dose. I just wanted you to get better quickly. I know I was wrong, Yi Zhi, but I really never meant to harm you..."
“You love me,” Liang Yizhi said playfully, “then tell me, what is our relationship now?”
Pang Yin stopped crying, her cheeks flushing red from his close presence and his direct questions.
"You've already promised to marry me, so what kind of relationship do you think we have?"
Upon hearing this, Liang Yizhi released his grip and ordered the bodyguard, "Let her go."
The bodyguards in the mansion, however, looked at Ji Ying.
Liang Yizhi's gaze darkened. "I said, let her go! Anyone who has any objections, keep quiet. From now on, I'm the one in charge of this house."
Ji Ying slightly raised her chin, and the bodyguard released her.
At this moment, Butler Fei came forward, nodded, and said in a low voice, "Sir, in the past, Madam made all the decisions in the household."
Liang Yizhi glanced at him sideways, "Who are you?"
"I……"
Butler Fei sighed and called over another servant in the house.
"Sir, you don't recognize us anymore. Let us reintroduce ourselves."
He spoke first: "Sir, I am Fei Zhong, your butler. You can call me Lao Fei."
Liang Yizhi tilted his head and looked at him, scoffing, "Fei Zhong? Zhong? I think it should be 'swollen'. Your face is swollen all day long. You've really done your best as a steward."
Butler Fei, "..."
Ji Ying leaned back in her chair, propped her forehead with one hand, and quietly watched his words and actions without saying a word.
Next was the middle-aged maid.
"Sir, I'm in charge of odd jobs. My surname is Qin. You can call me Aunt Qin?"
Upon hearing this, Liang Yizhi chuckled lightly, "Then are you diligent? The yard is full of weeds, do you live up to your surname?"
Qin Ma's face paled, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
Pang Yin was overjoyed to see Liang Yizhi acting as an enemy to everyone in the Liang family.
When it was Jiang Ran's turn, she stepped forward, puffed out her chest, and said, "Mr. Liang, I am Sister Ying's assistant, Jiang Ran. You can just call me by my name."
Liang Yi looked her up and down. "Your name is so weak, just like you. Skinny and useless, neither good at academics nor martial arts. Do you even know how to be a proper assistant?"
Jiang Ran pursed her lips, her eyes sharp, but she refrained from refuting.
Ji Ying rubbed her temples, her gaze towards Liang Yizhi now filled with undisguised impatience.
Liang Yizhi walked up to Ji Ying, glanced at her lightly, and his eyes seemed to say, "It's your turn."
Ji Ying put down the ginger tea, sat up lazily, and said slowly, "I am the other person on your marriage certificate. You can call me—Dad."
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