Chapter 69 True and False Young Master 10
To Xing Jian's surprise, until all the New Year's Eve dinner was served, Xing Jian still didn't see Ji Shubai.
Everyone took their seats. Ji Yutao was about to start talking about New Year's teachings when Xing Jian suddenly interrupted him, "Grandpa, my uncle hasn't arrived yet? Shouldn't we wait for him?"
As soon as Xing Jian finished speaking, he saw Ji Yutao, who was sitting in the main seat, his face changed drastically. His cloudy eyes stared at Xing Jian intently, making Xing Jian a little at a loss.
Ji Hongsheng spoke up in time and said, "Xiaoxing has been learning something at Shubai's company recently, so naturally they've become closer."
This explanation didn't make Ji Yutao angry. He said sarcastically, "Learn something? What? Learn those low-brow things?"
Perhaps Ji Yutao had gone a little too far, and Ji Hongsheng's face looked a little unhappy. Since today was New Year's Eve and it was not easy to do anything, the only sound of everyone eating at the family dinner was the sound, and there was no other conversation.
Suddenly, before everyone had taken a few bites, a person no one expected walked in from outside the villa - Ji Shubai. He was carrying a few boxes of tea and other gifts to hand over to the housekeeper.
There was no smile on his face. He looked at the people who had already started eating and said with a cold smile: "Happy New Year's Eve, Father and Mother. I'm going back upstairs first."
Seeing Ji Shubai suddenly appear and leave in a hurry again, Xing Jian, who was sitting at the seat, could no longer eat anything at the moment, and hurriedly stood up, "Grandpa, I'm going to see my uncle." and walked upstairs.
Looking at Xing Jian following behind Ji Shubai, the old man sitting on the high seat seemed to be thinking of some unpleasant memories. He looked at Ji Hongsheng with a bit of sneer on his face, "Keep an eye on your precious son. You must know what that kind of bloodline can do."
As soon as he said this, Ji Hongsheng stood up and looked at Ji Yutao with his eyes wide open, "Father, don't go too far. We have all seen how difficult it has been for Shubai over the years."
After saying that, he took Zhao Linxue's hand and left the banquet, and the New Year's Eve dinner ended in a bad mood.
Following Ji Shubai to the door of the room on the second floor, Xing Jian raised his hand and hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should knock on the door in front of him.
Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside. There was no light in Ji Shubai's room. A hand stretched out from the darkness and pulled the Star Sword into the door.
With a "click", the door behind Xingjian was slammed shut.
In the darkness, Xingjian felt someone pressing in front of him, and the hot breath hit his face, making the tips of Xingjian's ears turn red in an instant.
Xing Jian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. Ji Shubai in front of him suddenly seemed like a different person, making Xing Jian feel extremely unfamiliar.
"Uncle?" Xing Jian's tone was a little aggrieved. Ji Shubai, who was pressing on Xing Jian, suddenly relaxed. Xing Jian vaguely heard the man sigh, and then the lights in the room were turned on, dispelling all the darkness and strangeness.
"Xiaoxing, are you full? Why did you come with me? Be careful or your father will be angry." Ji Shubai sat on the black leather sofa in the bedroom, his gentle smile exuding coldness.
Xing Jian shook his head, and walked to Ji Shubai's side as if possessed, and sat down next to him.
The furry head rested on Ji Shubai's shoulder. Xing Jian took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind. He asked, "Uncle, what if one day you find out that I lied to you?"
"No, even if Xiaoxing lied to his uncle, it was a white lie, right?" Ji Shubai stroked Xingjian's back with his hands.
A warm touch came from behind. Xingjian didn't say another word. He stared at the star-shaped table lamp in the room in a daze. But this was not a white lie. It was a huge lie he told because he was greedy for all the glory and wealth.
The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention that topic again, and looked at the night sky where fireworks had already begun to be set off. The new year was about to come.
Inside the Xincheng Orphanage.
Jiang Chen was sitting in the yard setting off fireworks with the dean and other children.
Watching the dazzling fireworks blooming in the sky, Jiang Chen turned his head and said to the dean, "Brother Xuan, I'm still not going abroad. You can keep this money for Xinxin's medical treatment."
As Jiang Chen spoke, he stuffed a bank card into Li Tingxuan's hand.
Li Tingxuan didn't reach out to take the card. Instead, he said with a stern face, "Xiaochen, you never owed the orphanage anything. Take the bank card back, and don't let me hear you say you won't go abroad again."
Li Tingxuan stood up, took Xinxin's hand and walked into the house without looking back.
Looking at Li Tingxuan's back as he walked away, Jiang Chen became anxious. He quickly stood up and tried to catch up with him, but was grabbed by the legs by other children.
"Brother Xiaochen, let's play together." The snotty-nosed little guy waved the unlit fairy wand in his hand.
Jiang Chen squatted down, took out a crumpled piece of toilet paper from his pocket, wiped the child's nose, took the fairy wand and lit it.
Looking at the children in front of him, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of the young master for some reason, the young master who saved him twice.
What would that young master be doing on a New Year's Eve like this? Would he be having New Year's Eve dinner with his family?
The unpleasantness of New Year's Eve did not carry over to the next day. On this day, Xing Jian received several big red envelopes full of money, and then he and Zhao Linxue went to see the old photos in the study of the old house on a whim.
Ji Hongsheng and Ji Shubai in the photo look very serious and look like brothers at first glance.
After flipping through several pages, Xingjian saw photos of his own one-year-old birthday banquet. Suddenly, a photo in the corner caught Xingjian's attention.
It was a photo of a little girl with pigtails. The photo looked worn out and it was obviously not of Zhao Linxue. Xing Jian carefully took the photo out of the frame and looked at the worn little photo carefully.
There is also a name written on the back of the photo - Ji Wenxin.
Xingjian's fingertips brushed across the three words, and he whispered the name on the photo. When Zhao Linxue heard Xingjian say the name, her face changed drastically, and she snatched the photo from Xingjian's hand.
Seeing Zhao Linxue's expression suddenly change, Xing Jian asked, "What's wrong, Mommy? Who is this Ji Wenxin? Why have I never seen her at home?"
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Zhao Linxue scolded Xingjian. Xingjian, who hadn't been yelled at for a long time, was stunned for a moment. He pouted, but still nodded.
Xing Jian didn't take Zhao Linxue's sudden yelling at him to heart, and the mysterious "Ji Wenxin" completely occupied Xing Jian's entire mind.
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