Chapter 17 Transmigrated as the Father of the Real and Fake Heiresses
She thought she would never see Li Tian again in her life, but she never expected to run into her here. She finally had a chance to ridicule her, and she wouldn't let it go easily.
Should I call you Ji Tian now? Or Li Tian?
Looking at Guan Manyue's face, Li Tian glared and raised her chin: "I don't care what your surname is, you have no right to yell at me."
Guan Manyue's henchman was speechless: "You don't still think you're the eldest daughter of the Ji family, do you? Still dreaming?"
His gaze swept over the bag she had just looked at: "Li Tian, you're not with that old man now, are you?"
Seeing Li Tian's rebuttal, he spoke up again: "The whole industry knows you were kicked out of the Ji family, so don't say that President Ji paid for it."
Li Tian refused to admit defeat and took out the card Ji Lin had given her: "So what if I'm not the Ji family's daughter? I'm still Ji Lin's precious darling."
"He is Ji Huaizhi's only son and the only heir of the Ji family, so do you think I care about what you're saying?"
"It's only now that you down-and-outs can talk to me. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
Guan Manyue's followers were somewhat frightened after hearing this.
However, Guan Manyue laughed and turned to the saleswoman who was watching the scene, saying, "Bring over the bag I ordered."
After saying that, he looked at Li Tian and said, "You said you'll always be Ji Lin's precious treasure?"
Li Tian didn't know why she would ask that question.
"There are rumors circulating that the Ji family is going to arrange a marriage, and the only suitable candidate from the Ji family is Ji Lin. How long do you think Young Master Ji can protect you?"
Li Tian's eyes widened upon hearing Guan Manyue's words.
"What did you say?"
Guan Manyue raised an eyebrow, covered her lips and chuckled: "I almost forgot, you're no longer in our circle."
"So it's normal that you don't know this news."
"Ms. Guan, this is the bag you ordered." The saleswoman brought the bag over on a tray.
Guan Manyue smiled and picked up the handbag: "This bag is really beautiful. Li Tian and I have excellent taste as always, right?"
Li Tian didn't notice what she was saying; she was thinking about Ji Lin's marriage proposal.
Seeing that the young lady didn't speak, the saleswoman continued, "Nile crocodile skin is a superior crocodile skin, second only to saltwater crocodile Porosus. It has more square scales than round scales, and the texture is neat with the best coloring effect on the belly."
"Moreover, our bags are all handmade. From selecting and cutting the leather to tanning, dyeing and polishing, the process is complex and demanding. We strictly control every detail, such as the texture, color and thickness of the leather, which need to be carefully controlled inch by inch."
After hearing this, Guan Manyue smiled and said, "In the past, whether it was clothes or bags that I liked, or even items auctioned at auctions, you always competed with me for them."
"You probably can't beat me this time." With that, she gently stroked the bag.
Li Tian snapped out of her daze: "Whatever. It's just a bag. Only someone from a humble background like you would like that."
Guan Manyue's smile vanished, her eyes sharpening: "Stubborn to the end."
"I wonder how many bags Young Master Ji will buy you if he has a marriage partner?"
"Guan Manyue!" Li Tian was furious.
Guan Manyue was pleased to see her expression change: "Help me wrap up this bag, and I'll give it to the real Miss Ji as a gift when I meet her next time."
Li Tian's eyes widened in anger: "You did this on purpose?"
"What do you mean by 'intentional'?" Guan Manyue pretended not to understand: "My father asked me to befriend Miss Ji, so what's wrong with giving her a small gift?"
"Because we couldn't get Porosus leather, I even felt that Nile crocodile skin wasn't good enough for Ms. Ji's status."
Li Tian finally couldn't stand it any longer, stomped her feet, and ran out.
She now wants to know if the marriage proposal from Ji Lin is true.
As for Guan Manyue, once Ji Lin is captured, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with her.
"Sister Manyue, isn't this the bag you've always liked? Are you really going to give it to that Ji family's real daughter?" the follower behind her asked curiously.
"I do like it, but if I can use this bag to befriend the Ji family and teach this bitch a lesson, then this bag will be of good use."
Guan Manyue smiled.
Ji Nanzhi must hate Li Tian to death.
After all, he had enjoyed her favor for seventeen years. Who wouldn't resent that?
They had a common enemy, so Guan Manyue thought that Ji Nanzhi would definitely accept her "good intentions".
Even if the Ji family calms down and wants to take Li Tian back, she is not afraid of the Ji family's revenge.
After all, it was Ji Nanzhi who did it all.
Nanzhi sneezed accidentally while learning horseback riding.
Chen Xi noticed it was getting late and assumed she had caught a cold today: "Let's call it a day, we'll continue next time."
Nanzhi nodded: "It's good to go back early, I'm going to have dinner with Dad today."
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After washing up, Nanzhi went downstairs to eat. Unexpectedly, Ji Lin was also in the restaurant. He probably knew it was her father's birthday and that's why he came back.
"Miss," the maid greeted Nanzhi.
"Dad isn't back yet?"
"The master went to change his clothes after he came back," the maid replied.
Ji Huaizhi appeared at this moment: "Waiting for me?"
"Dad," Nanzhi's voice was noticeably excited today, "Happy Birthday!"
"This is a cup I made myself. You don't drink enough water. You can use this to drink water from now on."
Ji Huaizhi raised an eyebrow and took it: "You made this yourself? It's not very ugly, is it?"
Ji Nanzhi narrowed her eyes, feigning anger: "If it's ugly, then you won't use it?"
"Even if it's ugly, I'll still use it since you made it yourself." Ji Huaizhi looked much gentler in his pajamas.
Ji Lin also forgot that today was her father's birthday.
He stood to the side, a little embarrassed: "Dad, happy birthday. Your birthday present will be here soon."
Ji Huaizhi didn't respond and just sat down: "Sit down and eat. I don't like celebrating my birthday anymore at my age."
Ji Lin lowered his head, thinking to himself, "When Ji Nanzhi gave you the gift just now, you smiled so much that your crow's feet were showing."
Then he took out his phone under the table and sent a message, asking someone to bring something over.
After dinner, Zhang Ma brought out a small cake. Ji Huaizhi looked at Ji Nanzhi with amusement and asked, "Is this small cake enough for you by yourself?"
“I need to maintain my figure recently, and you are at an age where it is not suitable to eat too many sweets, so I asked Zhang Ma to make this small cake. The necessary procedures still need to be followed.”
Ji Nanzhi smiled, her face radiating vitality.
"Okay, then thank you Nanzhi for remembering Dad's birthday."
Ji Huaizhi quietly looked at the small cake on the table, about the size of a palm, with a candle lit on it.
"Dad, make a wish quickly."
The candlelight accentuated Ji Huaizhi's angular face, revealing his deep yet gentle eyes.
May Nanzhi be safe and happy.
"My second wish is that everything goes well for Namzhi."
"May Namgyal have a bright future."
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