"Uncle Li, let's go back first. Ji Yuting is busy with his work. I'm afraid he won't be free for a while. He has to work overtime until ten o'clock tonight. When he gets off work, I will ask him to return to Ji's house as soon as possible and meet him in person at the villa.
grandfather."
Uncle Li's face was stiff, and he was a little embarrassed.
But he didn't leave. He wouldn't go back if he failed to complete the task assigned by the old man.
"Madam, I am here this time because of the matter between Master Hui and Second Master. The old man already knows that Master Yu locked up Master Hui with the gangsters, which resulted in Master Hui being bullied miserably. The old man..."
The more Shengge listened to what he said, the more she frowned. She interrupted Ji Yuting unhappily, "Uncle Li, Ji Yuting is helping grandpa and I seek justice. Ji Xinghui just suffered a little, but grandpa can't bear it?"
Uncle Li smiled awkwardly, "That's not what I meant. Madam, you have misunderstood. The old man has strict education. Master Hui's behavior this time is indeed wrong. Master Yu wants to give him a whip. The old man has nothing to say. He just thinks that since it is a family matter, then
Just handle it at home and don’t go to the judicial level of the National Bureau of Investigation."
Shengge lazily shrank into the back of the sofa, her expression gradually becoming serious.
Is it for face?
Does the old man not want the private affairs of the Ji family's descendants to be known to outsiders? He also doesn't want to leave a criminal record and shadow for Ji Xinghui?
Or is it that the old man is worried that Ji Xinghui will be completely unable to adapt to survival in an environment like prison and cell, and will be driven crazy or even die?
Or, these are all excuses, and the old man is hiding his true thoughts?
Shengge sighed and glanced in the direction of the small bathroom inadvertently from the corner of his eye, feeling a little sorry for Ji Yuting.
She alone began to guess the old man's motives. Ji Yuting once regarded the old man as his most important relative.
If one day the truth is revealed and the truth is really not that good, what will Ji Yuting do?
Shengge looked away and lowered her eyes dimly, "Does grandpa think that Ji Xinghui's small body can withstand 60 whippings?"
Uncle Li: "Master Hui is weak and will definitely be beaten to death. But the purpose of punishing him is to teach him a lesson and not to do it again. It's not that he wants his life. So why can't the matter be rounded off a little bit?"
The rules are so rigid.”
Shengge: "Don't talk about it in a roundabout way. Uncle Li, please tell me your thoughts directly."
"What the old man means is that the sixty whipping sessions will be divided into three executions, each time giving Master Hui half a month to recover from his injuries."
Shengge fell silent, but his expression was not very good.
He was being beaten and punished, so why did he keep bargaining and testing Ji Yuting's bottom line step by step?
Even the installment payment comes, do you think it is a loan?
It is quite obvious that the old man loves his little grandson.
Seeing that she didn't refute, Uncle Li continued: "The old man said that as long as Master Yu agrees to this condition, he will immediately tell Master Yu all the truth he wants to know."
Shengge fell silent again and secretly glanced in the direction of the small bathroom.
Ji Yuting seemed to have no intention of coming out directly.
Regarding the truth about Ji Yuting's parents' death in a car accident that year, she could not make any decisions for Ji Yuting.
"Uncle Li, go back. I will convey Uncle Li and Grandpa's intentions to Ji Yuting word for word. Whether he accepts it or not, I will ask him to call Grandpa back as soon as possible. What do you think of this handling?"
Uncle Li compromised, "It's already very late. I hope Mr. Yu will call you back within half an hour because the old man is old and mentally weak and needs to go to bed early at night."
"Okay, it's important for grandpa to rest, I understand." Shengge spoke calmly and with a decent demeanor, stood up and walked towards Uncle Li, personally escorting him out of the office.
"Uncle Li, walk slowly."
The office door closed again, and Shengge walked towards the small built-in bathroom.
The glass door of the bathroom was opened, and Ji Yuting was leaning against the wall, deep in thought, seeming to be considering the conditions mentioned by the old man.
"Husband, what are your plans for grandpa's conditions?"
Ji Yuting asked her: "If it were my wife who made the decision, what would she choose?"
Shengge knew what Mr. Ji meant to Ji Yuting, so she chose to give in to Ji Xinghui's part of the crime that almost implicated her.
"After all, Ji Xinghui almost killed grandpa. Since grandpa doesn't want to care about it, it doesn't matter if he is treated lightly."
"Anyway, given Ji Xinghui's character, he will probably be stupid again in the future. There will always be a chance to catch his pigtails and fix them together next time. But the truth about his parents' car accident must be known. This matter is more important than Ji Xinghui's.
"
Shengge had a clear mind and helped him: "However, we can't guarantee that what grandpa said is definitely the truth. I think we can take advantage of Ji Yong being imprisoned and unable to communicate with grandpa, and listen to the truth from both sides.
listen."
Ji Yuting stared at his wife standing in front of the small bathroom door.
Just standing there to help him analyze the situation, Shengge's whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of white light by the office ceiling light, which was breathtakingly beautiful and incomparable.
Every byte and every action can touch his heart.
He took three steps and two steps at a time, walked up to Shengge, and held her slender waist forcefully.