Ji Tingyuan's face was pale, and his face, which had just recovered, was swollen by Ji Tingshen's punch.
He wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his lips and smiled:
"You Ji Tingshen are so proud. You have never failed like this, right? You said, even if you take those photos to Wanci, will she believe you?"
Ji Tingshen's forehead was blushing, and he said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether she believes it or not. What's important is that Cheng Wanci can only be my woman in this life. And you are always worthy of hiding in the corner, watching her as my Ji Tingshen's wife like a mouse in the gutter."
The smile on Ji Tingyuan's face faded away bit by bit: "Ji Tingshen, you are still cruel."
Ji Ting's deep eyes darkened: "There are even more cruel."
He threw Ji Tingyuan away and took Lei Xing and others away.
Then Ji's family issued a personnel change notice, and the financial director Ji Tingyuan was immediately transferred to City Y and served as the general manager of a branch of a subsidiary of Ji's group.
The branch of the subsidiary is still in City Y.
Everyone knows that City Y is the last provincial capital in the country, and the climate is dry and harsh, which is particularly unfriendly to people with lung problems, and to Ji Tingyuan it is equivalent to exile.
As soon as this notice was released, no one in the Ji family's senior management spoke.
The groups of all sizes were as quiet as chickens, and no one talked about them.
Liu Jie, who heard the news, exploded directly and urged Ji Hongze to ask Ji Tingshen what he meant.
"Does he want to kill my son? What's wrong with Tingyuan?"
Ji Hongze was also confused. Recently, Ji Tingshen's affairs were relieved by Ji Tingshen's side, so he really didn't want to get into trouble.
He was old, Ji Tingshen was still young, and Ji's hand was really unable to get in. He was suppressed by Ji Tingshen and gradually stopped thinking about going against him.
Liu Jie still had to continue to provoke her, but Ji Hongze was annoyed and hid in Song Chuyun's yard.
"Did you see that? Your father is full of heart and eyes and only has the little beast Ji Tingxun, and he doesn't care about your life or death at all. No, I want to ask your uncle to judge."
"Go." Ji Tingyuan said abnormally: "It is indeed necessary to ask my uncle to judge me. If I go to City Y, I'm afraid I will be back forever. I heard that the spring sandstorm over there is very strong, the wind is also strong, and the climate is even worse than the place I was in before."
Liu Jie went out angrily.
Ji Tingyuan curled his lips, and soon the whole old house would know that he was targeted by Ji Tingshen.
With Liu Jie's loud voice, Cheng Wanci also heard that Ji Tingyuan was exiled in a short while.
Ji Tingshen sat opposite her.
After returning from the second room, I have been sitting there watching her have breakfast.
Maybe I think she is a heartless woman, just like he often says she has no conscience.
Compared to her indifferent attitude, Ji Tingshen's face was particularly ugly.
Liu Jie shouted all the way from the yard, and the sound was particularly loud when she passed by Ji Tingshen's gate.
"So, can't Ji Tingyuan and I even appear in the same house?" Cheng Wanci asked.
Ji Tingshen: "Yes, I won't let you see him again."
Cheng Wan didn't understand the lyrics: "Ji Tingshen, the court has to tell evidence when convicting people. Now you press your head and I have an ambiguous relationship with Ji Tingyuan. Where is the evidence?"
Ji Ting said coldly: "There is no evidence."
Cheng Wanci closed his eyes and his temper came up: "Are you sick? What do you want me?"
Ji Tingshen looked at her, and said domineeringly and strongly: "I didn't want you to do anything. Keep raising your baby with peace of mind and be your young grandmother of the Ji family. No other mentions."
I added: "I can't do you, but I can do what others do."