Chapter 350 The Ji Family’s Ancestral Tomb is Leaking
A tall, pine-like figure gradually emerged from behind the screen. Seeing that cold and beautiful face, Wu Chongxi almost instantly stood up and went to greet her: "Oh, Tongtong! It really is you!"
"Mr. Wu." Han Yitong supported Wu Chongxi, who was crying and sniffling, and helped him back to the main seat. She then placed the cake box on the table and said, "These are snacks I brought for you."
Wu Chongxi looked at Meng Anran cautiously, and Han Yitong immediately understood and added, "Low-sugar mung bean cakes that I made myself."
Meng Anran curled her lips into a gentle smile: "It goes perfectly with Longjing tea."
After getting permission, Wu Chongxi tasted the pastries happily.
"Brother Mu, long time no see." Han Yitong simply greeted Qin Mu and her eyes fell on Meng Anran again: "Anran, I just met your brother and Ji Lan."
"I saw it." Meng Anran smiled with an ambiguous smile and glanced at the window on the side. "This is the best viewing platform."
Han Yitong raised her eyebrows slightly, took the hot tea from the waiter, and said calmly, "Just now in the Zhixulou teahouse, I heard her discussing with some celebrities, treating your brother as a new prey. You are not in a hurry at all."
It was obvious that five years ago, she was so angry with her brother that she beat someone up. Now, after not contacting him for a few years, he called her and asked her to help smooth things over and block Chen Yadong's financial path, so that she could vent her anger on her brother.
Now he is as calm as a clock. Ji Lan, the fox, is trying hard to lure Meng Yushu to the bed, but Meng Anran is still able to be a spectator here for so long.
"Five years ago, my brother was still in high school and had little exposure to society. After five years of navigating the murky waters of the entertainment industry, he's a completely different person now." Meng Anran lowered her eyes and blew away the floating tea leaves in her cup, her composure revealing her absolute trust in her brother. "How can a popular movie star not discern true love from falsehood?"
Wu Chongxi chewed the mung bean cake, his eyes darting around. "Are you talking about Ji Dun's daughter?"
Han Yitong's gaze shifted to Wu Chongxi: "Have you heard of her?"
"What are you talking about? I'm not that stubborn, am I?" Wu Chongxi patted the crumbs on his hands and joined the young people's conversation naturally: "Is that girl's name Ji Lan? I remember she dated Song Xu for a while."
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, "When did it happen?"
"Just two or three years ago." Wu Chongxi picked up another piece of mung bean cake, took a bite, and said disdainfully, "How come you're not as well-informed as an old man like me?"
Qin Mu was helpless. After taking over Yunduan Group, he was so busy every day that he had no time to pay attention to the gossip in the circle.
"You're in your seventies and you still like to listen to this kind of gossip?" Meng Anran glanced at Wu Chongxi with a smile. The latter took a deep breath and began to hiccup.
Little Anran is so mean. She just said something about your boyfriend, but she has to scare me, an old man, in a sarcastic way!
"The young lady of the Ji family really knows how to enjoy herself. She has turned her life into a love show that never ends." Han Yitong uttered this in a neutral voice with a hint of sarcasm.
The Ji family's ancestral tomb must be leaking, and the only heir's mind can only hold condoms.
"That's not the case," Meng Anran said, disagreeing with Han Yitong for once. "It's probably the influence of his family background. I remember Ji Dun was also quite extravagant. His wife was so angry about it that she became ill and passed away more than ten years ago. The Ji family was already on the verge of collapse, and Ji Lan's indulgence in pleasure and squandering of the family wealth was probably a form of revenge."
To avenge my deceased mother and my scumbag father.
But this kind of self-degradation is like sacrificing one's own life.
Han Yitong had never heard of these things, but even if she knew the details now, she did not think Ji Lan deserved sympathy.
Only people who have no ambition would retaliate in this way. If Ji Lan had any brains, he would have done what Meng Anran did back then - secretly using the family's resources to develop his own power, and when he was fully grown, he would counterattack his disgusting family.
Of course, Meng Anran would not sympathize with Ji Lan's life experience. She was simply analyzing Ji Lan's behavior and personality objectively.
She had not forgotten that Ji Lan was treating her brother as prey.
"It's almost time." Meng Anran put down the teacup and stood up, looking at Wu Chongxi with a smile: "Since Yitong is here to accompany you, Qin Mu and I will leave first. If you still want to go back to Beijing, we will arrange it for you tomorrow..."
Before she could finish her words, Wu Chongxi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Tongtong, stay here with me for a few more days. You go and do your own thing, I'm fine here, you don't need to worry about me."
Meng Anran rolled her eyes speechlessly and muttered unhappily, "It's like crossing the river and tearing down the planks. The status of a goddaughter is just different!"
"You and I both live in Beijing and visit each other frequently. How often does Yitong come to see me?" Wu Chongxi said confidently, then waved his hand: "Alright, go ahead and get busy. I need to discuss with Tongtong what to have for dinner!"
Meng Anran sighed softly, and Qin Mu held her hand with a smile, "Then we'll go first. If you need anything, just tell the waiter in the store."
"Got it." Wu Chongxi replied casually. When he looked at Han Yitong, a smile spread across his face. "Tongtong, come sit over here. There's a lot of delicious food in this restaurant. Take a look at what you want to eat and I'll have it brought up later!"
Meng Anran and Qin Mu, who were openly ignored, sneered helplessly and amusedly. What was there to argue with an old kid?
He really hadn't seen Han Yitong for a long time, so it would be nice for them to chat and reminisce about the past.
"I don't have anything to do tonight, so I can have dinner with my uncle and aunt." Qin Mu and An Xiaoran held hands. In fact, he hadn't been able to relax and enjoy himself with An Xiaoran for many days.
Meng Anran didn't understand his intention and just followed his words and said, "Well, it's a good opportunity to ask my brother what he thinks of Ji Lan."
When the two of them walked out of the Guanxue Pavilion, they saw the lobby manager standing at the stairs, pacing around. Qin Mu sighed inwardly, thinking that he might not be able to rest well tonight.
Seeing Meng Anran, the manager immediately went up to her and said, "Boss An, something terrible has happened! Second Young Master Lu is missing!"
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