Chapter 250 Originally named Li Yun, later changed to Xiao Yun
Su Jingchan's smile faltered and she glared at him unhappily.
The smile on his face disappeared and returned to a serious expression. He looked at him and said lightly with a hint of gritted teeth: "Tonight, eight o'clock."
The corner of Su Jinghe's mouth twitched: "It doesn't have to be like this."
Su Jingchan said without even raising her eyelids: "It's been a long time since I competed with my second brother."
Su Jinghe looked at his elder brother Su Jingxiao asking for help: Brother, please say something.
Su Jingxiao pretended not to see it and said, "There are so many dishes today. Are there guests at home?"
Su Jinghe: "..."
Su Jingjiao said calmly: "Mr. Hua and Mr. Liao are here."
Su Jingxiao was a little surprised: "Huh? Mr. Liao and Mr. Hua?"
Su Jingjiao hummed.
Su Jingxiao was under the management of Mr. Liao in the team. He was a little disappointed that Mr. Liao never spoke, but now he felt relieved when he heard that he came to the house.
Su Jinghe looked at the two of them chatting happily, and felt distressed, wondering who would save him.
It's not that he can't beat her, it's because he can beat her. If he hurt his sister a little, his parents would definitely skin him, but if he didn't fight her seriously, she would definitely not give up.
It doesn't matter if you take action, it doesn't matter if you don't take action, and it's even worse if you let go.
The elder brother and sister were unreliable, so they had to come by themselves. Su Jinghe touched his nose and said, "Brother is wrong, so let's not discuss it."
Su Jingchan said without hesitation: "No."
This was not the first time that Su Jinghe had done this kind of thing. Practice makes perfect. He said, "Brother, can I prepare something delicious for you?"
Su Jingchan was a little moved. After all, several brothers in the family were very good at cooking, especially the second brother.
However, she wanted to save face and turned away: "Let's discuss."
Su Jinghe asked deliberately: "Really not?"
Su Jingchan hesitated for a moment, then said firmly: "No."
Su Jinghe didn't panic, pretending to be pity and said: "It's a pity. I originally wanted to cook your favorite food for you, but since you don't need it, forget it."
Su Jingchan originally had a trace of panic in her eyes, but then she thought of something and suddenly calmed down.
Without looking at him, she said to Zhao Jingyi: "Little cousin, please go back with us. My uncle is still resting. Come back tomorrow. There may be some chaos in Beijing these days."
Afraid that Zhao Jing would disagree, she deliberately added the following sentence.
Zhao Jing glanced at the door of Su Qingyun's ward, hesitated and nodded: "Okay."
Su Jinghe was a little unsure of what Su Jingchan meant.
Isn’t it even useful to have food now?
Just when he fell into doubt, Zhao Huaiguo was already full, and Zhao Jingyi also finished a small bowl of chicken soup.
I was about to pack my things and go back with the two of them.
Before leaving, Su Jingchan said to him: "I want both."
Su Jinghe thought he heard wrongly, but when he wanted to ask more questions, Su Jingchan and the others had already walked away.
Su Jinghe walked aside and asked, "Brother, Third Sister said she wants both? Did I hear that right?"
Su Jingxiao was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the third sister would suddenly say: "You heard me right."
Su Jinghe asked as if his brain had suddenly short-circuited: "Do you want both? Do you want to make food for her, but also fight with her? That's what you mean."
Su Jingxiao nodded: "Yes."
Su Jinghe's face fell, why was he so difficult?
Ji family.
After returning from Su's house, the smile on Mr. Ji's face never dropped.
Although he tried hard to restrain himself, people who knew him well could still see the happiness on his face.
Ji Xian asked worriedly: "Dad, do you want to take a rest?"
Mr. Ji waved his hand and looked at his grandson Ji Mingxuan: "No, you all go to the study room with me. Xiao Wu, come here too."
Ji Xian and Oumanman looked surprised, and Ji Mingxuan was also a little surprised.
You must know that the old man's study has never allowed them to enter, so why did it happen so suddenly today?
Ji Xian thought the old man was drunk and said, "Dad, you are drunk, I will help you to rest."
Mr. Ji's face was a little red, but his eyes were clear and his face looked relaxed as never before.
"I'm not drunk, I'm very sober. I just figured out some things. Help me upstairs, and you guys will follow me. It's time to tell you some of these things."
The three of them looked at each other and nodded: "Okay."
The four of them went to the second floor.
Ji Mingxuan probably understood in his heart, and he clenched his hands tightly in his pockets.
Oumanman also guessed it. He glanced at his son without any trace and saw that his expression did not change. He felt a little unsure for a moment.
What happened back then is a very permanent scar in my son's heart. Has it been opened today?
Ji Xian's mood was no more complicated than that of their mother and son.
His father and Suber concealed what happened back then very well, and even they only knew a little bit about it.
Although he didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to talk about it today, he still wanted to know.
When he walked to the door of the study, the old man said: "I will tell you what you want to know today. Once you know it, I won't show mercy."
Before they could speak, the study door opened.
What caught his eye was that the walls were full of portraits and photos of his mother (grandma) from childhood to adulthood.
Ji Xian looked shocked: "Dad, this is..."
Mr. Ji's eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness: "Your mother."
Ji Xian understood this. When he saw a group photo, he asked with confusion: "I know, who is the person in that photo?"
Before the old man could speak, Ji Mingxuan said coldly: "Mr. Li."
Ji Xian turned around with a confused look on his face: "How do you know?"
Mr. Ji was not surprised at all. Instead, he was a little pleased: "It seems you found more than I thought."
Ji Mingxuan said coldly: "Without the intervention of you and Grandpa Su, we would have been able to find out more."
Mr. Ji knew that he had resentment in his heart, so he sighed and said, "I didn't let you investigate in the first place because your grandma didn't want you to live in hatred in the future."
Ji Mingxuan stiffened for a moment, with a hint of pain in his eyes: "I know, but I can't do it."
Mr. Ji understood the pain in his heart, so why didn't he say the same: "You want to avenge your grandma. I didn't let you investigate or intervene before because the time has not come yet. Now it's here."
Ji Mingxuan raised his head and looked directly at the old man and asked: "So, can you tell us now whether the Li family did grandma's death behind her back?"
Mr. Ji nodded: "Yes."
Ji Xian and Oumanman's expressions darkened, and Ji Mingxuan's eyes looked murderous.
The old man looked at the group photo and said in a distant tone: "Your grandma's original name was Li Yun, and she later changed her name to Xiao Yun."
Ji Mingxuan and Ji Xian looked up at the old man in shock.
Li Yun, surnamed Li, and the Li family...
The old man knew what they were thinking without looking back: "Yes, your grandma is from the Li family. To be precise, she used to be from the Li family."