On the stairs, Ji Yin came back from his morning exercise with a sweaty face. Ji Zhan's eyes behind the white mask fell on Ji Yin's black eye circles, and his mood felt inexplicably better, "Good morning, second brother!"
Ji Yin was stunned for a moment when he took the initiative to say hello, "Good morning, brother!"
"My second brother doesn't look very good. Is he feeling uncomfortable?"
"I'm not feeling uncomfortable, maybe I didn't sleep well." Ji Yin answered while holding back his anger.
"It's not a good thing to have insomnia at a young age. I think my second brother should see a doctor." Ji Zhan said something in his vernacular.
Ji Yin was so angry that he turned blue. Why couldn't he sleep well? He didn't know why?
Not wanting to be squeezed by Ji Zhanbai any longer, he moved past Ji Zhanbai and was about to go back to his room. The bodyguard Ah Yu dutifully came down from upstairs and pushed Ji Zhanbai downstairs.
When Ji Yin opened the door, he heard Ji Zhanbai instructing Ani, "Let the kitchen stew some tonic soup for the young lady. Her body is too weak and she faints easily. It's hard for people to enjoy herself."
Damn it! Did you tell him this on purpose? Ji Yin closed the door hard!
Ji Zhanbai is hostile to him, why?
He asked himself that he didn't have any ill intentions towards Ji Zhanbai. Could it be because he came back and posed a threat to Ji Zhanbai?
Ji Yin really couldn't think of any other reason. He sighed in his heart. He didn't want to return to Ji's family. If possible, he would rather stay in Rongcheng for the rest of his life and grow old with his Qingchi.
Thinking of Mu Qingchi, Ji Yin's heart became heavy again, and he didn't know how she was doing now.
Ji Zhanbai was not at home when Mu Qingchi got up, so he washed up and put on heavy makeup before going downstairs.
After what happened last night, the servant's attitude changed drastically.
As soon as she got downstairs, a maid came to greet her and asked her what she had for breakfast. Ji Zhanbai had herbal soup stewed, which tasted terrible. Mu Qingchi drank the soup, and the maid prepared a sandwich breakfast for her.
She had just taken a bite of the sandwich when the sound of a car was heard outside and the servant reported, "Madam is back!"
Soon Jiang Yuru entered the living room. It was a bit cold outside. Jiang Yuru was wearing a fur coat. After entering the door, she took off her fur and handed it to the servant while asking, "Where is Jingyao?"
"Young lady is in the dining room." The servant replied, and Jiang Yuru immediately entered the dining room with a smile on her face.
She glanced at Mu Qingchi, then sat down across from Mu Qingchi affectionately, "Jingyao, I heard that you were bullied by the servants? What's going on?"
"It's nothing serious." Mu Qingchi looked at Jiang Yuru cautiously.
"How could there be nothing serious? You are the young lady of the Ji family and the eldest lady of the Jiang family. How could you let the servants bully you? I heard that I was so angry. Damn it. I dared to abuse you. I despise my life.
Has it grown?"
Mu Qingchi did not answer, but lowered his head and continued eating breakfast. Jiang Yuru did not feel embarrassed, "If you are wronged, tell your aunt, and she will help you vent your anger!"
Mu Qingchi didn't know what Jiang Yuru was trying to do, so he just kept silent. A cold look flashed in Jiang Yuru's eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.
"Speaking of which, Aunt Zhanbai hasn't gone out with you since you were married. How about Auntie taking you out for a walk today?"
"I don't want to go shopping." Mu Qingchi refused.
"Didn't you like shopping in the past? Why are you a different person now? Are you worried about Zhan Bai? Don't worry, I'll talk to Zhan Bai." Jiang Yuru picked up the phone and called Ji Zhanbai.
Mu Qingchi's obstruction was of no use, and Ji Zhanbai soon answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Zhanbai, I want to take Jingyao out for a walk today. Jingyao is worried that you won't agree, so she asked me to call and ask you."
When Ji Zhanbai heard Jiang Yuru's voice, a trace of disgust flashed across his face, but his voice did not change much, "You don't need to ask me about such a small thing as shopping, right?"
"Then I'll take it as your consent, Jingyao, and Zhanbai's consent. Let's go, and my aunt will take you to eat delicious food!" Jiang Yuru raised her voice deliberately.
Listening to Jiang Yuru's cheerful voice on the phone, Ji Zhanbai's eyes turned cold and he pressed the phone hard.
