The atmosphere in Ji Zhai is tense.

Ji Chuanyi was sitting on the chair in the upright position, with an old man with gray hair sitting on his left and right hands.

A young man walked over quickly and handed the video to one of the old men with a proud look on his face: "Grandpa, you see, Ji Zhai's surveillance did show signs of being modified last night, especially the

A full five minutes of the scene in the living room were deleted."

"And there are also traces of deletion in other places." The man said, glanced at Ji Chuanyi, who had a cold face, and his tone rose, with inexplicable pride: "I have confirmed these places with the servant, and they were all deleted by Jiang Si yesterday afternoon.

The place where I stayed with the old man."

"Yesterday, the two of them talked in the living room for dozens of minutes. Among the remaining scenes, there is no picture of Jiang Si's front face. Those deleted scenes are somewhat intriguing."

"If you say this, it cannot be justified that Jiang Si had nothing to do with the old man's death."

"Ji Chuanyi!"

The man looked a few years older than Ji Chuanyi, with a sinister look on his face. He looked at Ji Chuanyi and said viciously: "I know you have been chasing that woman Jiang Si so hard recently, but you also know right from wrong! Jiang Si and the old man died.

No relationship! You should bring her over! We need to ask carefully!"

"Yes, he's right!"

"Jiang Si should be brought here!"

"She might have caused the old man's death!"

Discussions in the living room broke out one after another.

Each voice was louder than the other, and some people thought they had seen Jiang Si kill Mr. Ji with their own eyes.

There was a sound of "pop!"

Mingfeng dropped the tea cup on the table in front of him.

The living room suddenly became quiet. Before the old man sitting on the left side of Ji Chuanyi could react, Mingfeng dropped his cup.

Ji Chuanyi glanced at everyone.

His dark eyes were filled with a biting coldness, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was unruly and aloof, and a cold voice sounded in the living room: "Is the quarrel over? Have you forgotten what you came here to do?"

The faces of the two old men sitting next to Ji Chuanyi turned dark.

One of them came back to his senses and said angrily: "Ji Chuanyi, what are you talking about? The old man passed away in an unknown way. Isn't that why we are here? I won't say more, let's get rid of that woman Jiang Si.

Bring it here!"

He waved his hand, and the juniors standing on his side naturally had someone to execute him.

"Who dares?"

An indifferent voice sounded in the living room.

Ji Chuanyi stood up, arranged his cufflinks slowly, opened his eyelids and glanced around a few times.

The indifferent low pressure instantly suppressed everyone and made them afraid to speak.

Ji Chuanyi said: "I will give you an explanation for grandpa's death. But this explanation will never have anything to do with Jiang Si. Don't spread a word of what I say today. If I find out, someone with intentions will draw this fire to Jiang Si."

I have ten thousand ways to make his life worse than death."

A cold voice, plain and straightforward words, not angry but self-defeating.

Everyone's faces became extremely ugly.

"Ji Chuanyi, you treat your grandfather like this for a woman! You are unfilial!"

Ji Chuanyi looked over coldly: "You don't need to judge whether you are filial or not!"

He turned and left.

As he walked, he ordered Mingfeng: "Those who sincerely cause trouble don't need to give any face, throw them all out!"

"Yes, Mr. Ji!"

…

All of a sudden, the Ji family's mansion was filled with the sound of wind, cranes, and grass and trees.

Some media got inaccurate gossip, and a little later, three or two media outlets gathered at the entrance of the manor down the mountain.

Mingfeng turned to Butterfly for help, and was able to stabilize the Ji family's evildoers.

Mr. Ji's posthumous affairs have almost been settled.

The study room of the old house.

Mingfeng knocked on the door. Ji Chuanyi was sitting behind the table wearing a shirt. There were some documents in front of the table.

Mr. Ji passed away suddenly. Although he had already made a will, the rest of the matters needed to be dealt with urgently. Ji Chuanyi had not rested since five o'clock in the morning until now.

His face was a little pale and he looked very tired.

Although Ming Feng wanted to persuade his young master Ji to take a rest, he also knew that now that the Ji family was surrounded by wolves, there was no chance to rest at all. He came in and reported: "Young master Ji, the person who planned to spread the news has stopped him.

Ten waves.”

"These people are still determined to find out the contents of the will that the old man made before his death."

Ji Chuanyi hummed lightly.

He said nonchalantly: "What do these people think of the Ji family's things? Do they dare to want them?"

Mingfeng knew that his young master Ji was angry.

He then reported: "Also, someone is trying to contact Ji Hai and Ji Yunfeng."

"We can't find any information about Ji Yunfeng for the time being, but Ji Hai may not be able to stop him for long."

Ji Chuanyi said: "If you can't stop me, don't stop him. After all, he is my grandfather's biological son. It is necessary to come back to watch the funeral. You can send someone to bring him here."

Ming Feng responded.

He glanced at Ji Chuanyi twice and hesitated to speak.

"Master Ji...Miss Jiang called again, why don't you give her a reply?"

Ji Chuanyi looked stunned. He looked at the mobile phone on the table. It did show several missed calls. He was a little lost.

Ming Feng added: "Whether this matter has anything to do with Miss Jiang or not, the old man specially called Miss Jiang to his home yesterday and stayed with her for so long. He must have said something. Why don't you go find Miss Jiang?"

Ask."

"Moreover, those deleted videos are related to Miss Jiang, I think..."

"That's enough!" Ji Chuanyi interrupted Mingfeng angrily: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Ming Feng looked surprised: "Young Master Ji, I don't dare!"

Ji Chuanyi leaned back on the chair, pressed his eyebrows, and after a long time he said: "When she called again, she said that I was very busy and would go find her when I was done. Recently..."

Ji Chuanyi's voice was low and hoarse, and there was an extremely subtle sadness in his words.

"Let her try her best to spend time with Shen Kuo or Bai Chen."

Ming Feng knew Mr. Ji's difficulties, and he clearly didn't want to push Miss Jiang to the side of Mr. Shen and Mr. Bai.

But at this time, you have to do this.

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Ji Chuanyi stood up, looked at the time, picked up the black suit jacket prepared by the butler on one side, and strode out.

"Let's go and watch Grandpa's wake."

"Tonight must be a difficult night. Let everyone below be careful and don't let anyone out of the Ji family!"

Mingfeng stood ready: "I understand, Mr. Ji, Butterfly has sent people to guard the perimeter. Even if those people know the news, they don't dare to write it down!"

Ji Chuanyi strode out, leaving only Leng Ao's lonely figure behind.

He didn't see that the moment he walked out of the study door, his cell phone, which had been placed quietly on the table, rang.

The person on the phone was very persistent.

I called three times in a row, but they all rang until the bell ended.
Chapter completed!