Chapter 65 Your family is a bunch of bird people
The recording didn't contain much, but the implicit accusation of betrayal was exceptionally clear.
There were others behind him, and that person didn't hold back either, nor did he alter or change the beginning or end of his name; it was as if he were revealing his identity to him.
Moreover, it was through Ji Ting's influence that he demonstrated the remarkable ability to anticipate three steps ahead.
Zhong Yan was genuinely interested in this almost provocative tactic.
Previously, it was rumored that his wife Ji Tanyuan's childhood sweetheart was Shen Xiling, but now another person, Shen Xichen, with no clear purpose and no sense of boundaries, has suddenly appeared.
If you're going to talk about work, then talk about work. What does this familiar way of speaking mean?
Ji Yingying opened her mouth wide, "No."
"You've got the point wrong, brother-in-law."
Zhong Yan thought to himself that he was really good-tempered. Even in this situation, he still had the mind to chat. He said slowly, "The point is, your point is her first sentence, but my point is all the rest of what she said except for the first sentence."
Ji Tanyuan did not respond to the question about what would happen if they got divorced. What was she thinking? Was she really planning to get a divorce?
Is this taking Shen's words as nonsense or tacitly agreeing with him?
Zhong Yan grew increasingly frustrated. "What do you want? To become the mistress and replace your sister, so I can support you and help your father seize control of the Ji family business?"
"Or does your father also want to be like Yu Jiang, disappearing without a trace?"
Ji Yingying was startled and couldn't respond.
"No, no, no, my dad says he can give you what you want."
Zhong Yan sneered and threw the recording pen at her with a thud.
"Ji Yingying, your family is a bunch of idiots. Can't you use your brains?"
"If I really wanted it, would you give it to me? Could you even give it to me? I think your dad got into a car accident and his brain and buttocks were dislocated."
"This drag is really strong."
After saying that, Zhong Yan ignored the terrified Ji Yingying and said directly, "Get out of here. Don't come back again. Don't embarrass yourself by showing off such low-class methods. I won't fall for that."
This was the first time Ji Yingying had experienced the crushing power of a superior's out-of-control emotions. Compared to Zhong Yan's anger, her father's anger was nothing at all.
He remained calm and composed, without any loud roars, but his eyes and posture were terrifying enough.
She took a few steps back, then turned and ran away.
Zhong Yan was no stranger to all sorts of bizarre things that happened in wealthy families; he used to even watch the spectacle. But now that something like this was happening to him, it was truly disgusting.
It's true that desire amplifies the evil in human nature.
He is also one of those who practice this, willing to use any means necessary, but he cannot tolerate the stupidity of using any means necessary.
Zhong Yan raised his hand and pinched his temple. "The oriole is not an eagle; the kite is the eagle."
Even the crane cannot fly as high as the eagle, and now its fate is unknown.
The Shen family wants to find Ji Zhihe to support and help him take control of the Ji family, kick Ji Tanyuan out of the line of succession, and then the Ji family will fall back to the Shanghai faction.
That's easy to understand. If he were in that situation, he would probably go even further and just find a fake Ji Zhihe.
Fake……
Thinking of this, Zhong Yan's eyes narrowed.
Yu Jiang is not the real Yu Jiang, so could Shen Xichen's statement in the recording be interpreted as an attempt to learn from him?
Ji Zhihe is not the real Ji Zhihe.
Zhong Yan straightened up, slowly walked behind the desk, and opened her phone. "Hello, this is Zhong Yan."
"Help me investigate someone, Ji Qing's deceased eldest son, Ji Zhihe. Find out how he died and how he disappeared, and collect all the hospital records and other information."
"And, the time when Madam Ji Sheng Wan's illness began."
Ji Tanyuan returned home from Shen Xichen's place not early.
Yu Jiang, is he dead?
At the time, the acquisition by Tianzheng Group went smoothly, but she was unaware of what happened afterward. She only remembered the tactful conversation at the dinner table about whether or not to raise the price.
When the young lady returned, the nanny brought out freshly made pastries and afternoon tea, filling the table.
"Knowing you were coming back, I made this dessert that you love."
The nanny's words interrupted Ji Tanyuan's reverie. She looked down at the colorful macarons, strawberry milkshakes, grape drinks, and small cakes and pastries, and smiled: "Thank you, Auntie. I miss your taste so much."
The nanny, flattered, smiled and said, "Then I'll give the recipe to your pastry chef in Beijing another day."
"good."
As the two were chatting, a sound came from the entrance hall.
The nanny looked over and saw a tall man approaching, looking somewhat rugged amidst the softly decorated home.
It was abrupt, yet not out of place. His demeanor wasn't cold; it even carried a down-to-earth, lazy, and casual air.
Not wanting to disturb the two, the nanny said goodbye and left for the lounge.
Ji Tanyuan ate her meal without looking up, only casually saying, "You're back?"
Zhong Yan hummed in response, walked closer, stopped in front of her, and looked down at her. "Nothing you want to say to me?"
Ji Tanyuan paused in her act of biting the spoon, then looked up at him: "Don't you have anything to ask?"
Zhong Yan placed his hand on the back of the chair Ji Tanyuan was sitting on, bent down, and gently pulled her into his arms. His voice was low and husky, and his posture was intimate.
"Wife, do you want to tell me about your relationship with the Shen family?"
Ji Tanyuan smiled and said, "Didn't you hear me? Shen Xiling and I have always been innocent. We are not familiar with the Shen family, and we even have a grudge against them."
Zhong Yan stared at her and asked:
"What did you hear?"
Ji Tanyuan exclaimed, "I thought the recorder would end up in your hands, but it didn't? Is it that you didn't say that sentence, or that you didn't have the recorder?"
Zhong Yan straightened up, his face turning cold. "You and Shen Xichen aren't playing a trick on me, are you?"
Or perhaps it's about tacit understanding.
Zhong Yan really didn't know how to describe his feelings. He was already annoyed by Shen Xiling, and now Shen Xichen had come along. "You have a lot of suitors around you."
Ji Tanyuan frowned: "If you drew that conclusion from the two Shen brothers, you're wrong. I'm really not familiar with those two brothers."
Zhong Yan's attention was diverted. "Oh? So where are all your suitors?"
"No."
Zhong Yan reached out and rubbed her face. "Am I not?"
Ji Tanyuan chuckled: "Your face is so big, it's more like a sunflower."
Zhong Yan: "..."
"How did you guess that someone sent me a voice recorder?"
Ji Tanyuan took a sip of juice and cleared her throat: "Because you had it in your hand. Shen Xichen had it on the table at the time, and I saw it."
Otherwise, she wouldn't have suddenly given a clear explanation to Shen Xiling, stating her position so that no matter what happens to her in the future, at least this aspect wouldn't be criticized.
Zhong Yan nodded and tossed the recorder onto the table.
"The water in Hujiang is really strange; it has nurtured a bunch of eccentric people."
Zhong Yan sat down opposite her and looked at Ji Tanyuan, who was wearing soft white home clothes and had her hair in a bun. She seemed to be in a better mood because of eating dessert and looked like she had regained her cheerful and bright mood.
He suddenly forgot about the so-called "important business" and started recalling other things.
He recalled the time in Yanjing when Ji Tanyuan, dressed like a princess, ran down the spiral staircase to show off her outfit; it was quite normal that she had many admirers.
Anyone who spends a lot of time with her will be attracted to her, so it's normal that she has many friends.
Zhong Yan couldn't help but ask, "Before you got married, did you ever think about what your husband would be like?"
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