After returning to Ji's house, Ji Yong seemed to have known that he would come to the door, and was already sitting on the sofa in the living room of the villa waiting for him.
Ji Yuting's military uniform has not faded, and his whole person is upright and upright. Every step he takes in the villa with military boots is upright and full of aura.
A group of soldiers brought by Qinian followed him into the living room of the villa and surrounded the entire living room, which looked a bit scary.
At Ji Yong's age, he has experienced all kinds of storms and waves with Mr. Ji.
Although he had never been an officer, when he saw Ji Yuting and his men coming in with great fanfare, he showed no expression and calmly tasted the tea he had just made.
Ji Yuting walked to the side sofa and sat down. Seeing that Ji Yong had no intention of pouring him a cup of tea, he took the teapot and added a cup for himself.
"Second uncle's hospitality is really getting worse and worse. As a person in power, it would be fine if he didn't call me. He wouldn't even want to part with a cup of tea."
Ji Yong's eyes were cloudy and cold, and he didn't look at him at all.
"I don't have any good tea in my house, and it's not as valuable as the gold in Yu Ye's house. I was afraid that Yu Ye wouldn't like it, so I didn't give you any tea."
Ji Yuting took a sip of tea and agreed with him seriously, "It is true that the taste of Second Uncle's tea is not good, but it has nothing to do with the tea itself. It's because the person who made the tea is not up to par."
Ji Yong drank the entire cup of tea in his hand and placed it heavily on the table, as if venting his anger, the sound was dull.
The two were dumbfounded for a long time, and finally Ji Yong couldn't help it and brought the topic to the right track.
"I only have one son, Xinghui. Although he is ineffective, not as capable as you, and even often stupid, he is still my son, a bloodline of the Ji family, and your cousin. You can't let him go.
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Ji Yuting tapped the tea cup with his slender fingertips, seeming to be thinking about something, "He made a mistake and should be punished accordingly. You are covering up and will only encourage his bad intentions."
Ji Yong's wrinkled eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or excited.
Ji Yuting's voice was cold and unmoved: "Where did my second uncle hide him? You took the initiative to hand him over. I don't care about what happened this time. If I caught him out, he will be charged with escape."
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"Are you so cruel and want him dead?"
Ji Yong's fists were shaking tightly and he stared at him angrily, "If he is really sent to a high-level prison, his life will be ruined. There will still be people poking at Ji Yong's spine and laughing at me. He did what happened this time without telling me."
Yes, but it didn’t cause particularly bad consequences in the end. Isn’t the old man fine? Do you insist on holding on to him like this?”
Speaking of excitement, he slapped the coffee table hard and made a terrifying sound, as if he wanted to suppress Ji Yuting's aura through movement and movement.
Ji Yuting frowned, his face was cold, and the moment he finished patting the table, he threw the teacup in his hand.
There was a crisp and loud snap.
The ceramic fell to the corner and fell into pieces.
Ji Yong was shaken by his sudden anger, silently shut his mouth, and stopped accusing him.
Ji Yuting's face was angry, and his tone became a little more serious, "If it causes extremely bad consequences, and he won't even have the chance to escape and hide now, I will directly send him to the National Bureau of Investigation and shoot him.
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"Second uncle, don't test my bottom line. Thirty lashes and five years in a high-level prison are the final compromise I made for the sake of my grandfather's plea. This matter is not negotiable."
He stood up, straightened the cuffs of his military uniform, and frowned coldly.
"It seems that my second uncle is not going to tell the truth today, so don't blame me for catching Ji Xinghui personally and doubling his original punishment."
He raised his thin lips, snorted sarcastically, turned around and left, and said the last sentence angrily: "Qinian, handcuff Mr. Ji and invite him to visit the National Bureau of Investigation for seven days."
The two soldiers immediately came forward with heavy silver metal handcuffs and forcibly pulled Ji Yong up from the sofa.
Ji Yong kept struggling, resisting the handcuffs being placed on his hands, and yelled at Ji Yuting who was about to leave the villa.
"What about your humanity! I am your elder, your second uncle, and you actually want to put handcuffs on me and send me to the National Bureau of Investigation. What did I do wrong?"
Ji Yuting's eyes were cold, "If you help Ji Xinghui evade responsibility, you should be punished for harboring the crime and detained for a few days to teach you a lesson."
Ji Yong refused to admit it to his death, "I didn't help him escape. He disappeared when I woke up in the morning. I was kept in the dark just like you. How could I know where he was?"
Ji Yuting was unmoved and ruthless, "You can keep these words until you explain them to the National Bureau of Investigation's interrogation room."
He lifted up his military boots and walked calmly and gracefully.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Ji Yong showed his last trump card like a risk-taker.
"Ji Yuting, I know why something happened to my eldest brother and sister-in-law!"
The eldest brother and sister-in-law he mentioned were Ji Yuting's parents.