Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

2078 Ji Hongyuan Is Going to Be Unlucky

In the Ji family’s manor.

Ji Hongyuan swaggered into the living room and even asked who had called him over, “Did the Patriarch tell you why he called me over?”

The servant only lowered her head and walked in front, not daring to speak nonsense. “Sixth Elder, I don’t know. The Patriarch didn’t tell me. He only asked me to call you over.”

Ji Hongyuan frowned. “The Patriarch didn’t tell you anything?”

“He didn’t,” the maid replied vaguely.

Seeing that he couldn’t get anything out of her, he felt that things were strange. He raised his head and strode into the living room of the Ji family’s manor.

The servant who had led the way had long stopped at the door, not daring to enter casually.

Ji Hongyuan entered alone.

He quickly realized that Ji Lingfeng wasn’t the only one in the living room. Many of the older generation of the Ji family were present, and the circular conference table was filled with people.

Everyone was whispering to each other and discussing something.

When everyone saw him enter, they all shut their mouths. They sat upright and expressionless, not making any eye contact with him.

“Patriarch.” Ji Hongyuan frowned. Already having sensed that something was amiss, he did not look at anyone else and greeted the man sitting at the master seat.

“Yes.” Ji Lingfeng was as gentle and refined as ever. He looked tough, but he was polite to him. “Sixth Uncle, sit.”

Ji Hongyuan pulled out the first seat on Ji Lingfeng’s left and sat down. As soon as he did, he immediately asked impatiently, “Patriarch, why did you call me over?”

From the looks of it, something big had probably happened in the family today.

However, until now, Ji Hongyuan had yet to receive any news, so he did not know why Ji Lingfeng had called for him.

A servant came in to serve tea.

Ji Lingfeng did not beat around the bush. He placed his hand on the conference table. His eyes were still as dark as usual, and his tone was polite and warm. “Sixth Uncle, Qiao Nian met with He Lin and said that you touched the Jiang Family in Beijing. Is that true? Why didn’t I know about this?”

His tone was clearly so polite, but Ji Hongyuan’s expression suddenly changed as he looked at him in shock.

Ji Lingfeng’s expression did not change. His eyebrows did not move at all. He looked at him and continued, “Qiao Nian asked us for an explanation. What kind of response do you think I should give her?”

“Patriarch.” Ji Hongyuan’s throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and his Adam’s apple bobbed, but he could only squeeze out this word dryly.

Not in a hurry, Ji Lingfeng said elegantly, “Sixth Uncle, take your time. I called you over today to hear the truth from you.”

After saying that, he leaned back and picked up the teacup on the table. Then, he lowered his eyes and drank it slowly, clearly giving Ji Hongyuan enough time to think.

Ji Lingfeng took the lead and then stopped talking.

No one at the conference table dared to speak.

There was a moment of silence in the huge living room. The intimidating pressure lingered in the hearts of every Ji family member.

Ji Hongyuan had dominated the Ji family for decades and was already someone who had experienced a lot of hardship.

He had seen all kinds of storms in his life.

At first, he was only shocked that Qiao Nian could find out about him so quickly.

Ji Hongyuan quickly calmed down.

“Patriarch, what do you plan to do with me?” He knew that Ji Lingfeng was not easy to fool, so he made sure to not cause a scene.