Chapter 68 True and False Young Master 9
As the year draws to a close, the Ji family villa gradually becomes lively. Window paper-cuts have been pasted on the villa, and the servants have also pasted festive "Fu" characters on several floor-to-ceiling windows. The atmosphere in the house gradually becomes lively.
"Knock knock knock, Xiaoxing, hurry up and get up. We have to go to Grandpa's house to have the New Year's Eve dinner today."
Zhao Linxue's voice came from outside the bedroom door. Inside the door, Xingjian, who had stayed up late last night playing games with Xu Ning for half the night, was still buried in the quilt and did not respond.
Downstairs, Ji Shubai was sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a financial magazine. His black cashmere sweater made his features look particularly stern.
Catching a glimpse of Zhao Linxue walking down from the second floor with a worried look on her face, he closed the magazine in his hand, a trace of concern flashing in his dark pupils, "Sister-in-law, isn't Xiaoxing up yet?"
Seeing Ji Shubai, Zhao Linxue saw hope. She quickly asked the housekeeper to bring the key to Xingjian's bedroom and put it in Ji Shubai's hand. "Shubai, if Xiaoxing returns home late on New Year's Eve, he'll have to be scolded by the old man again. Go upstairs and tell the child to get up quickly."
Taking the key from the housekeeper, Ji Shubai walked to the second floor and quietly opened Xingjian's bedroom door.
The midday sun shone into the room through the off-white curtains, shrouding the entire room in a warm golden glow. It was completely different from the non-mainstream style of a few months ago. Xingjian had transformed this bedroom into a cozy one bit by bit. At this moment, he was buried in the quilt, with only his furry head sticking out.
Ji Shubai frowned and peeled Xingjian out of the soft quilt. His slightly cold hands touched Xingjian's body and pulled him out of his dream.
Xing Jian rubbed his eyes, looked at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and called out uncertainly: "Uncle?"
"Hmm?" Ji Shubai responded in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.
He raised his hand and gently smoothed the ends of Xingjian's hair. He paused as his fingertips brushed against the curls. "Hurry up and get up. Today is New Year's Eve and your mother has called you several times."
When Xing Jian heard Ji Shubai say that Ms. Zhao Linxue had called him several times, he instantly woke up and ran to the bathroom.
Watching Xingjian hurriedly washing up, Ji Shubai's feet did not leave. He looked at the new layout of Xingjian's room. There were several design drawings scattered on the table. He bent down and picked up a half-drawn design drawing from the ground. It retained Xingjian's usual maximalist style, but compared to the women's necklace last time, Ji Shubai felt that the design drawing in front of him was a men's accessory.
However, Ji Shubai couldn't tell what kind of jewelry it was.
The sound of water in the bathroom soon stopped. Ji Shubai calmly put the design drawing he picked up from the ground back on the table, then turned and left the room.
When Xing Jian came out of the bathroom, he didn't see Ji Shubai, but he didn't take it to heart. His main task now was to quickly appear downstairs and extinguish Ms. Zhao Linxue's anger in time.
Contrary to Xingjian's expectations, Ms. Zhao Linxue did not get angry at Xingjian because there was no time left.
After getting on the car to his hometown, Xingjian turned around and looked for a long time but couldn't find Ji Shubai. Zhao Linxue saw Xingjian's dishonest behavior and slapped Xingjian on the head.
"Sit still and behave yourself when we get to grandpa's house." Zhao Linxue's slap brought Xing Jian back to his senses. It was impossible for Ji Shubai not to come to the New Year's Eve dinner. After all, this was his first family reunion in China.
In the original owner's memory, this uncle had not returned to China for many years, and he was rarely seen at family dinners. Even Ji Hongsheng, the younger brother of the head of the Ji family, appeared in the public eye very rarely.
In the original owner's memory, the previous head of the Ji family, Ji Yutao, was a serious old man. After learning that Xingjian was not the real child of the Ji family, he was also the fastest and happiest member of the Ji family to accept it.
The Ji family's old house is located halfway up the mountain. It is said that the air here is particularly fresh and suitable for retirement, so Ji Yutao bought the entire mountain for retirement.
Even though it is far away from the city, this villa located halfway up the mountain has everything. Once the two elderly people feel unwell, the city's top medical resources will be available to them in a timely manner.
After nearly an hour's drive, Xingjian finally saw the villa, no, to be more precise, the shadow of the manor.
Xing Jian's eyes did not leave the manor when he got out of the car. At Zhao Linxue's reminder, he came to his senses and looked at the two silver-haired old men standing at the door of the villa.
Xingjian no longer had the temperament of a little devil at home. He stood behind Zhao Linxue and whispered to her grandpa and grandma.
Looking at the boy who looked completely different from the non-mainstream boy some time ago, Grandpa Ji's expression was much more relaxed than he had imagined. He responded to the call of "Grandpa" and walked into the house.
Following Zhao Linxue, Xing Jian also stepped into the villa. Unlike the Western-style decoration outside, the house was full of Chinese classical charm. However, from the rigid decoration inside the house, Xing Jian could taste how old-fashioned and harsh the owner of this house was.
Compared to the stern Grandpa Ji, this Grandma Ji is much gentler. However, from her overly young face, Xing Jian could guess that the Grandma Ji in front of him might not be Ji Hongsheng's biological mother.
There was a family photo on the table in the living room. There were only three people in the photo. The woman holding Ji Yutao's arm was not the Grandma Ji in front of him.
Could this be Ji Shubai's biological mother? But something seems wrong. It is unlikely that this Grandma Ji is Ji Shubai's biological parent. After all, the family photo on the table shows that Ji Hongsheng is almost college age.
Ji Shubai must have been born at that time, and there was no rumor that Ji Shubai was an illegitimate child.
There were no games that Xingjian had in the villa at home, and even the TV channels were limited to a few. Bored, Xingjian fiddled with his mobile phone, and frowned tightly when he saw the strange messages that suddenly appeared.
"Baby, why don't you look at me? Why are you so close to others? Mine, mine, mine. Xiaoxing is mine!"
Looking at another inexplicable message, Xing Jian skillfully blocked and deleted the text message. He didn't know why he had been receiving inexplicable messages from this strange guy recently, ranging from some treasures to even more unsightly content.
After Xingjian’s warnings were ineffective several times, he simply blocked and deleted all text messages.
I thought that the pervert would be quieter during the New Year holiday, but he became even worse.
He had posted something before about someone forcibly kissing me in the middle of the night, but I slept through the night, and apart from being woken up by Ji Shubai in the morning, I didn't see any sign of a stranger at all. I guess he was just a coward hiding behind the screen.
The most important thing right now is to figure out Ji Shubai's strange life experience. Aren't Ji Shubai and Ji Hongsheng brothers from the same father and mother?
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