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"Ji Weitian, co out—"
After two hours of interrogation, Ji Weitian was finally cleared of the suspicion of child trafficking, but... she still needed soone to bail her out. Left with no choice, she made that call and the police released her.
Ji Weitian walked to the entrance; the sky had already darkened. Several bodyguards stood at the door as if afraid she would run away again. Inside the open car door sat a middle-aged man with a sullen face—her biological father, Ji Mofeng.
"Miss Ji, sir has been waiting for you for a long ti..." the driver reminded.
Ji Weitian knew she couldn't avoid it, so she reluctantly got in. As soon as she settled down, she heard Ji Mofeng suppress his anger, "I asked you to co ho once, and I still had to personally make the trip. Ji Weitian, do you even see as your father?"
"..." Ji Weitian was reprimanded, but she lowered her gaze and didn't retort.
She rely clenched her fists, a complex emotion suppressed in her eyes.
What kind of father sees his daughter co out of a police station and says nothing comforting, only reprimands?
This was her biological father, yet to her, he felt like a stranger. If she could, she would rather not have this father.
The car drove steadily on the road, and the silence in the atmosphere was suffocating.
Apart from one reprimand, Ji Mofeng didn't say another word.
Ji Weitian also didn't want to seek trouble, so she quietly shrank into one side, waiting for the car to reach the Ji Family Villa.
As soon as the car stopped at the villa, Ji Mofeng was the first to reach out and push open the car door, stepping down. He stood outside the car, looking back at the curled up Ji Weitian in the back seat, "Do I need to invite you?"
Ji Weitian slowly followed out of the car, and when she looked up, she saw the two people she least wanted to see.
Her stepmother, Su Sui, and her stepsister, Ji Kaisui.
"Well, well—who is this? Our Ji family's eldest miss, finally willing to co ho!" Su Sui's sharp voice was audible from far away.
Su Sui was Ji Mofeng's second wife. True to her na, she was very charming. Though in her forties, she looked barely over thirty.
She made a taunting remark, then approached and linked arms with Ji Mofeng, concerned, "It's getting colder today. You went out, didn't catch a chill, did you? Suisui, what are you doing standing there? Go get your dad a cup of hot water."
After speaking, she turned to Ji Mofeng again, "Although Weitian is two years older than Suisui, she didn't grow up with us. It's normal for her to have learned to be a bit unruly and spoiled living with those lower-class people. Don't compete with her and end up upsetting yourself."
Ji Weitian was adopted when she was young and grew up with foster parents who ran a small eatery near a university. It wasn't until recently that the Ji Family found her, and suddenly she had a biological father and a conveniently added stepmother.
Her foster parents, though not wealthy, were honest and sincere, always caring for her like their own daughter, attending to her needs ticulously. Ji Weitian could tolerate anything, except when others disparaged them.
Hearing Su Sui's words, she was about to explode when Ji Mofeng interrupted her brusquely, "They are not important anymore, so why ntion them? Afraid others don't know the Ji Family has a daughter raised by commoners?"
Hearing this, Ji Weitian nearly laughed in anger.
The people who raised her through thick and thin were insignificant in their eyes. What was wrong with being commoners? Without them, as they called "commoners," she might have been long dead.
Where was this father of hers at that ti?
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