Ji Yunshan, the father of Ji Zexu and Ji Zhongliang, walked forward quickly.
He scolded Ni Qiyao: "Stop it!"
Ni Qiyao was shocked.
No matter how good she is in disguise, she can't hold back at this moment.
"Yunshan, what are you talking about? You told me to stop? Why didn't you tell him to stop! He was about to break Zhongliang's hand!"
Ji Zhongliang's face was pale, his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat, and he rolled his eyes in pain.
Ji Yunshan glanced at Ni Qiyao coldly, lowered his head and coaxed to Ji Zexu softly: "Zexu, can you let go of my brother? My brother's hand hurts from your pinching."
Ni Qiyao was so angry that her heart heaved.
Zhongliang's hand only hurts when he pinches it, is it broken?
She just pushed her son downstairs, and now she broke his hand.
The most important thing is that despite this, Ji Yunshan still protects him.
She had a strong murderous intention towards Ji Zexu in her heart.
As long as Zhong Liang gets the inheritance rights, she will definitely take the life of this so-called eldest son and eldest grandson!
"Dad, I hurt, I hurt so much..." Ji Zhongliang's tears flowed freely, and his voice was trembling as he spoke.
But he didn't dare to move.
Because whenever he moved a little bit, Ji Zexu would break his hand harder.
"Zexu, my brother's hand hurts. Can you let go?" Ji Yunshan still urged his son unhurriedly.
But Ji Zexu turned a deaf ear to his words.
No, for him, other people's words don't even count as wind. Apart from his own world, he can't feel any noise from the outside world.
"Yunshan, please think of a way! Just saying, can you take his hand away?" Ni Qiyao asked crying.
"You can try taking his hand away." The people next to him looked worried.
"How strong can a child be? Master Yun, you can try..."
"If this continues, Young Master Zhongliang's hands will..."
Ji Yunshan had a dark face and glanced around: "When Zexu makes a move, he will never let go if he doesn't want to. Do you want me to break his hand?"
Ni Qiyao almost said, "Why not?"
Ji Zexu's hand cannot be broken, can his son's hand be broken?
Ji Yunshan's mind has gone to the sky!
We are all his flesh and blood, even if we treat one favorably and favor another, we still have to show off in front of others.
Seeing Ji Yunshan's unhurried persuasion, Ji Zexu remained unmoved, Ji Zhongliang was so painful that he almost fainted, Ni Qiyao finally couldn't help it anymore, she suddenly reached out her hand and dug directly into Ji Zexu's eyes...
"Little brother!" Little Lingbao suddenly spoke, "Get away!"
She was very close and suddenly stood in front of Ji Zexu.
Ni Qiyao couldn't hold it back and almost hit little Lingbao's eyes.
"Ling Bao!" Ling Yixi immediately took action, grabbed Ni Qiyao's hair bun, and dragged her back.
But even so, two red marks were dug out on Xiao Lingbao's cheek.
Ni Qiyao was pulled so hard that she couldn't help screaming and crying: "My Zhongliang, what should I do with my Zhongliang? You are all bullying our mother and son..."
"Then you can't gouge people's eyes!" Ling Sheng could also see clearly that he was a child and didn't have the scruples of an adult to say whatever he thought of.
Seeing the scene becoming increasingly chaotic, Mr. Ji couldn't sit still.
He came forward, bent down and said to Ji Zexu: "Zexu, let go of my brother."
The reason why there was no initial intervention was because everyone in the Ji family knew that Ji Zexu had his own "ideas."
If you don't try to persuade him to move, he might let go on his own.
But if you try to persuade or pull, it will be counterproductive.
But guests who don't know the truth don't think so.
In their opinion, this autistic child is really terrifying.
It is really unimaginable that the Ji family has such a ticking time bomb all year round.
You never know what incredible things he will do suddenly, or what harm he will cause to others or himself.
"Brother Zexu, please let go of brother Zhongliang." Zhai Mengsha also squeezed in, "Have you forgotten that we often play with you?"
"Ouch!" As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Zhongliang screamed even more miserably.
Because Ji Zexu increased the strength of his hands.
At this time, everyone around could not bear it any longer.
"Young Master Ji, let your brother go!"
"Young Master Ji, you can't do this. You can't just hit people!"
"Let go, why are you holding him?"
"Today is Zhongliang's birthday!"
However, no matter what the people around him said, Ji Zexu just refused to listen.
The guests shook their heads.
Xiao Lingbao stood beside him, not speaking, but tightly holding the string of Buddhist beads on his chest. The Buddha head at the bottom was always glowing and hot...
Ling Yixi was afraid that she would be accidentally injured again, so she just hugged her whole body.
"Miss Ling, do you want to come and persuade me?" Suddenly, Ji Huating, who had been silent, spoke up.
The scene fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were focused on little Lingbao.
Xiao Lingbao looked at Ji Huating and then at Ji Zexu.
Alas, she originally didn't want to get involved in her little brother's personal grudges...
Xiao Lingbao patted Ling Yixi's hand and asked him to let go of her. He walked to Ji Zexu's side and whispered something in Ji Zexu's ear in full view of everyone.
Zhai Mengsha couldn't help but hum.
She had just tried to persuade her, but Ji Zexu didn't let go.
He is an autistic person who cannot understand human speech. Does Miss Ling think she can make him listen by pretending and whispering?
"Ah!" Ji Zhongliang suddenly shouted again.
Look!
Zhai Mengsha was about to be happy.
Just... I saw Ji Zexu actually straightened up, and Ji Zhongliang also rolled to the side like a spring.
He let go!
He actually let go!
Just because Xiao Lingbao whispered to him?
Mr. Ji and Ji Yunshan both looked at little Lingbao with surprise.
And the people who had just stayed in the teahouse couldn't help but speak.
"Miss Ling is really a blessing!"
Zhai Mengsha is even more jealous...
"My Zhongliang, is my Zhongliang okay?" Ni Qiyao hugged her son, "Doctor! Call the doctor to take a look!"
The doctor actually called when Ji Zhongliang fell downstairs.
Just arrived now.
Ni Qiyao handed Ji Zhongliang to the doctor and couldn't help but look back at Ji Zexu.
At this sight, her eyes almost popped out of her head.
I saw little Lingbao actually holding Ji Zexu's hand and taking him to sit on the stool next to him.
"Sit down, little brother, sit down." Xiao Lingbao was afraid that he would not do it, so he wiped the stool with the hem of his skirt.
Very attentive and dog-legged.
Ji Zexu did not respond to Xiao Lingbao, but still sat down.
Ling Yixi and Ling Sheng looked at each other.
This, is this a transference of love?
No...even if you have to change it, can you change it to something more reliable?
"Madam, the child's hand is fine." The doctor's words rang in Ni Qiyao's ears.
