Ji Family’s villa.
A room inside.
Zhang Qingi ca in from outside the room.
Ji Baili looked at his mother, "Mom, I’m grown up now. Can you knock on the door before you co in next ti?"
Ji Baili had been back ho for two days.
After Song Zhizhi had an accident and stayed in Beixia Country for an extra day, a special flight was arranged to bring them back to their country first, and they gave assurances that they would provide a reasonable explanation for Song Zhizhi’s accident!
"So soon you’re starting to dislike !" Zhang Qingi was annoyed.
Ji Baili rolled his eyes, not saying more.
Zhang Qingi didn’t care, and said excitedly, "I just passed by the study and heard your brother and your dad arguing."
"Why do you always take such pleasure in others’ misfortune, Mom."
"How can you be so stupid! If your dad and your brother don’t get along well, who benefits?" Zhang Qingi said reproachfully.
Ji Baili rolled his eyes again.
He knew very well how much he weighed on the scales.
He stood no chance against that old monster, Ji Baijian.
"I don’t understand. Ji Baijian looks very respectful to your father but never actually does what your father asks him to. Each ti, your father ends up spitting blood with rage, but he has always favored Ji Baijian. Is he blind? Hasn’t he noticed that he has another son!" Zhang Qingi complained unhappily.
At least three tis a week.
Ji Baili had developed a thick skin.
He normally never said much, but he couldn’t take it today and retorted, "If my dad had as poor a judgnt as you, Jihong Group would have gone bankrupt long ago."
"Ji Baili, I’m your mother, show so respect."
"I’m just stating the facts. Anyone with eyes can tell Ji Baijian is streets ahead of . My dad would have to be crazy to make Jihong Group depend on soone less capable." Ji Baili made it plain.
"Ji Baili, how can you have no ambition!" Zhang Qingi hit her son’s arm furiously.
Ji Baili bore it.
It wasn’t that he lacked ambition.
When he was a child, he considered giving a good performance too, Ji Baijian was just two years older than him, and his father placed unlimited prospects on Ji Baijian, which made him envious and wanted to gain his father’s attention as well, so he also tried hard, but no matter when, he would always end up reduced to nothing.
Nothing was left.
So he compromised.
He always felt that Ji Baijian was an unusually superior creature, whose thought level was simply not on his level.
He was beyond his reach.
"Enough, enough." Ji Baili was impatient, "You should go back and take good care of yourself, Mom. I can see wrinkles on your face. My dad might be dissatisfied and keep a mistress outside."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Qingi lectured him again. Then suddenly rembered, "Oh, where is your sister?"
"How should I know? She’s all grown up too and has her own work and life. You shouldn’t worry so much about her!"
"Shouldn’t I worry?! Is Ji Baixin easy to deal with?! She makes such a ss, but the Yin family doesn’t despise her. She acts like a proud peacock. If I were her, I’d cling to the Yin family and never let go." Zhang Qingi ranted again.
Ji Baili really couldn’t stand it anymore.
He pushed his mother, "Mom, why don’t you go do so beauty treatnts or yoga? Stop worrying about and my sister, okay?"
"Can I stop worrying? Both of you ungrateful kids...clang."
The door was shut.
Zhang Qingi stomped her foot.
No one in the family ever gave her peace of mind.
All these assets in Ji’s family, she could only look at them but not touch them. It really was driving her crazy.
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