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On the other side, Zhan Yan had not yet gotten rid of the entangled Ruan Dongdong yet. He dragged her injured arm and cursed as she raised his hand to pull at Zhan Yan's hair. Ji Weiyang then suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Ruan Dongdong's hand and pushed him away.

"Who the f * ck dares to meddle in this grandpa's business …" Ruan Dongdong staggered two steps, and just as he raised his fist, he saw who it was and immediately shriveled up.

In City S, there was no one who did not recognize Ji Weiyang. In City S, everyone knew that the Third Young Master Ji was not to be trifled with.

Ji Weiyang's cold gaze swept over Ruan Dongdong and finally landed on Zhan Yan, "Let's go." A warm, dry palm wrapped around her small hand and pulled her away from the scene.

He did not say another word, nor would he ask another. He had always been like this, observing everything with a cold and detached expression.

The car entered the military compound. Ji Family Mansion was a simple three-story villa. It was built with green bricks and was covered in green climbing tigers.

This seemingly unremarkable small building was actually filled with more than half of the power and wealth of S City. The Ji Family was a family of soldiers, and now that Old Man was serving as the field army commander, paying his respects to the general and managing a few large military regions, it could be said that when Old Man Ji stomped his feet, the entire S city would sway.

When Ji Bocheng was young, he married Luo Meihui, the first in his clan. The two of them had three sons and a daughter, and he was the third oldest. There was a brother above him, a sister, and a younger brother who was studying abroad.

Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan had just entered the big house when they noticed the atmosphere. An unexpected guest was sitting on the sofa in the living room — — Lu Anqi.

Ji Weiyang's gaze swept across her body casually, and his brows sunk a bit, "Where are your parents?" he said gently.

Ji Ting pointed upwards with her finger, and quarreling sounds would occasionally come from the study room upstairs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen." Lu Anqi stood up and pursed her lips.

"Don't join in the fun when you know you shouldn't. What a disappointment." Ji Ting was a straightforward person, her words not leaving any face at all.

When Ji Bocheng was young, he had a past with An Qi's mother, Lu Manyun, and Luo Meihui had always minded this matter. All these years, whenever husband and wife quarreled, Lu Manyun had almost always been the fuse that led to it. Today, Lu Anqi came to celebrate with a gift for the old man, causing Luo Meihui's expression to immediately change.

Ji Ting's words made Lu Anqi extremely embarrassed. Her exquisite face alternated between red and white, as she looked at Ji Weiyang, begging for help.

"It's not rare for parents to get into an argument, let me go up and take a look." Ji Weiyang smiled warmly as he made his way to the study room upstairs.

Not long after, the argument on the stairs really stopped. Ji Weiyang carried his mother and walked down while laughing.

"In the end, Venn has a way." Ji Ting smiled and walked towards her mother.

"Who doesn't know that our parents love Ol 'Three the most? Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed Ol' Three to take care of the Ji's." Su Ying muttered in frustration.

"No one will treat you like a mute if you speak less." His husband, Ji Weixin, glared at her. He was still wearing the military uniform.