"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Ji Fuying could tell that her computer was broken. Her fists clenched slowly, her gaze turned cold instantly, and she walked step by step toward Song Yuxi.
Looking at Ji Fuying's sinister gaze, Song Yuxi was afraid. She still vividly remembered the kick Ji Fuying had given her last time.
She took a half step back, trying to appear calm, "What, what do you want to do? Ji Yan will be back soon."
"Smack!"
A crisp slap rang out, and Song Yuxi stared at her in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief. Before she could catch her breath, Ji Fuying slapped her again.
"Even if Ji Yan were here, I would still beat you up today. I've never seen anyone as shameless and deserving of a beating as you."
After Ji Fuying left, Song Yuxi collapsed to the ground in shock. How could she have become so terrifying?
Is this still the timid and submissive adopted daughter of the Ji family?
You're so obedient and well-behaved in front of Ji Yan, but you reveal your true nature when he's not around. Just wait, one day I'll make Ji Yan see your true colors completely.
About an hour later, Ji Yan finally returned. Song Yuxi had prepared three dishes and a soup. When she saw him come back, she quickly helped him take off his coat and change into slippers.
Her hair was loose and covered her face, making her exposed skin appear very pale.
Ji Yan asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"
She avoided Ji Yan's gaze, turned and sat down beside him, her voice slightly choked, "I'm fine, don't worry."
As astute as Ji Yan was, he could easily see her abnormality. He brushed her hair aside, revealing ten distinct finger marks on her pale face.
"Who did this?" He grabbed Song Yuxi's arm and questioned her sharply.
How dare they? How could anyone dare to leave such a shocking mark on this face?
No matter who it is, he won't let them off the hook. Those who do things they shouldn't have to pay the price.
"Ayan, she didn't mean it, don't be angry." Song Yuxi tried to act understanding, but she didn't expect to be met with Ji Yan's fury.
"explain."
She was both shocked and frightened, and tears streamed down her face. She dared not cry out loud, but could only sob softly.
Ji Yan instantly regained his senses, his face full of remorse, and he tenderly hugged her in his arms, saying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh with you."
"I just want to know who hurt you, please tell me."
"It's your sister, Fuying."
"Fuying is back?" Ji Yan let go of her, got up and walked towards Ji Fuying's room, his steps hurried and chaotic.
She pushed open the door with joy, only to find the room completely empty; there was nothing left in the entire room that was related to her.
The joy in her eyes instantly turned into grief. "She's gone. She took all her things?"
"Ayan, I really tried my best to keep her, but she still wanted to leave, and she even beat me up like this. I really have no choice."
Looking at the gloomy sky outside, a trace of worry crept onto his brow. It was about to rain heavily; where could she go alone?
She took out her phone and dialed a number, "Hello, Aunt Lin, has Yingying gone back to the old house?"
"Young Master, Miss hasn't returned. Doesn't she live with you?"
Aunt Lin's answer completely disturbed Ji Yan's mind. He was right, she really didn't go back to the old house. So where did she go?
After much deliberation, he decided to call her. It wasn't until he made three calls that he became truly afraid. She had never refused his calls before; this was the first time.
Despite Song Yuxi's deliberate or unintentional attempts to persuade him to stay, he changed his shoes, grabbed his coat, and ran towards the garage. Just as the Maybach drove out of the top of the mountain, a sudden downpour began, instantly blurring the windshield.
He wandered aimlessly along the road, circling again and again, but he still couldn't find the figure he was hoping for.
Meanwhile, Ji Fuying dragged her luggage to the Ji's Hotel, slapped a bank card on the front desk, and said, "Please, presidential suite, book for a month."
She still had to go to work, and going back to the Ji family's old house was not very convenient. She couldn't go back to her own villa for the time being, so staying in a hotel was the best and most convenient option.
As for money, she's not short of it; that one deal with Xiong Ba is enough for her to squander for a long time.
At the hotel entrance, Ji Yuan stared at Ji Fuying's retreating figure, his expression unreadable.
It's really strange that the Ji family's daughter is staying at a hotel with her luggage. Isn't she supposed to be staying at Ji Yan's place? Could it be...?
How could he not get involved in such a wonderful show?
"Hello, Auntie, how have you been lately?"
"Ji Yuan, why are you calling me today? Did you get into trouble?" An He's voice came calmly from the other end.
"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't called my aunt in a long time, and I happened to run into Sister Fuying."
"Yingying? Where did you meet Yingying?"
"The Ji's Hotel, judging from the large bags she's carrying into it, she seems to be planning to stay for a long time."
"What?" The voice on the phone suddenly rose in pitch.
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