Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

"Why are you here?"

Ji Huatao's biggest wish when he grew up was to stay away from the Ji family and anyone in the Ji family.

But God was against her. It was Ji Hualin who provoked her one after another, and it was her mother who imprisoned her.

It was her two brothers who rescued her.

Now, in a place far away from the Ji family, I saw these two people again early in the morning.

Is it possible that there is no escape from this curse?

She saw some straw on their clothes, and asked, "Are you... rolling in the weeds?"

"Ji Huatao!" Ji Hualin took two steps forward and was about to rip off the other person's nonsense. After just a few steps, brown sawdust fell down.

He had to pat himself clean, leaving a mark where he stood.

Ming Huaying smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, I asked you to come here all night and slept in the woodshed."

Ji Hualin shook the hair off and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. We will sleep the same wherever you rescue us."

"Save you?" What did Ji Huatao think of when he heard this sentence, "You won't be punished because of me, right?"

Ji Hualin looked at her guilty expression with disgust: "It would be better for you to cause less trouble than anything else."

Knowing that he couldn't be soft-hearted towards this person, Ji Huatao put away his expression and snorted: "You deserve it."

The two seemed to be getting along with each other since they were children. Ji Hualin didn't care, and Ji Jingyuan didn't pay attention either. They each found a place to sit down.

Ming Huaying looked at the two of them and said, "I really have something to ask you two here. Isn't it convenient?"

"Convenient." Ji Jingyuan said.

"Okay." Ming Huaying said, "Do you two remember what Mr. Ji looked like when he was ill?"

Just as Ji Jingyuan was about to answer, Ji Hualin reached out to stop him and said defensively: "Why are we telling you this?"

Ming Huaying raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Ji Hualin meaningfully: "Perhaps there is something more important for Mr. Lin, do you need to hear it?"

When she spoke, she put one arm across the table and tapped the pads of her index fingers silently, exuding a sense of casualness all over her body.

For Ji Hualin, this sentence touched the secret deep in his heart. He straightened up and looked at Minghua's image closely to tell what kind of person she was.

Only Ji Hualin present understood the meaning of this sentence, and Ji Huatao didn't know anything about it.

Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, she quietly tugged on Ji Jingyuan's sleeves and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Ji Jingyuan shook his head, not very interested in this.

Xiaofeng didn't even raise his head, just reading the words in the book.

Just do your own thing well and ask what others are doing.

Ji Huatao glanced at the two men with a look of hatred, then sighed and continued to listen to the conversation.

"What does Miss Ming mean?"

Ming Huaying stopped and smiled back: "It's not interesting. Is it just that the young master has an unfulfilled wish? I can help."

Ji Hualin took a deep breath and returned to his carefree look.

"Okay, Miss Ming, just ask whatever you want to know. Brother Yuan."

Ji Jingyuan took on the task of speaking and said with a straight face: "We went to see him together the day he fell ill. His lips were pale, his body was hot, and he was unconscious."

"Any more?"

"Also, I saw a red mark on his wrist, but it was very shallow."

Red marks.

Ming Huaying put one hand on the table, but she was thinking about the stories in her dream.

In addition to her own affairs, she roughly talked about other people's main affairs.

As for the red marks, they do exist.

However, she glanced at the people in front of her. The three juniors of the Ji family were all here, and they seemed a little unable to speak.

Ji Huatao saw that she obviously had something to say, so he immediately urged: "Speak quickly, tell her quickly."

Ming Huaying thought about it, picked some unimportant ones and said, "Master Ji has been lying down for seven days. He will probably wake up after tonight."

"How do you know?" This is the first time that the three of them are so neatly aligned and have a tacit understanding.

Ming Huaying pondered: "Mrs. Zhao met him out that day and fell ill the next day. Don't you think there is something fishy in this?"

"What's the trick?"

While several people were racking their brains, the person next to them with their heads lowered suddenly said, "Just take the medicine."

Ji Hualin and his wife suddenly got stuck, and they were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Only Ji Huatao still asked: "How do you know, Xiaofeng? Have you seen it?"

Xiaofeng nodded honestly, but still didn't look away.

Xie Zhiwu brought a large pile of books, all of which he had read.

Xiaofeng had not yet understood the aspects involved by Xie Zhiwu, so he picked up a book and read it out of curiosity.

"What medicine?"

The two of them kept coughing, the louder one was Ji Hualin, and his cheeks even turned red from holding it in.

Xiaofeng paused for a moment, and finally was willing to look away, but the lips had to be opened, making Ji Huatao unable to move up or down.

In the end, he just said: "Don't ask."

People who wander outside have never seen anything, and those things that are usually unavailable are very common in their eyes.

It's just that this kind of thing is hard to say.

He immediately interrupted what Ji Huatao was about to say: "Sister Aying, what did you ask Young Master Xu to do?"

Ming Huaying said: "Don't she like doing it? Let her do it as much as she can."

Today's sky is not sunny. There are large clouds floating in the sky overhead, leaving a gust of wind to sweep away some clouds at the right time.

Parked in a remote corner in the east of the city, the light was blocked by the roof.

The environment here is not as good as the surroundings, but it's not too bad either.

There's something indescribably strange about the coolness inside.

Xu Suiran's black clothes had to fit in here.

This is a place in the east of the city that everyone knows but no one dares to mess with.

He picked a house and knocked a few times, and soon the door was opened.

Only a crack was exposed, and one eye was looking for the person outside in the crack. He didn't pay attention when he saw the person's face. He lowered his eyes and saw the other person's clothes and smacked his lips unconsciously.

"Why are you here?"

Xu Suiran stared at the gap without saying a word, and the man closed the door if he felt uncomfortable being stared at.

Xu Suiran put up a hand and said coldly: "Is everything okay?"

The man didn't want to do his business, but he knew at a glance that the person in front of him was not someone to be trifled with, and replied: "As long as it doesn't involve human life, anything else is fine."

"Okay." Xu Suiran handed over a broken piece of silver, "Come with me. I'll still have it after everything is done."

Although there is too much dissatisfaction with him, everything is easy to discuss in front of Yinliang.

The man happily took it, bit it, and opened the door completely: "Sir, come in quickly. I will take my things and leave."

Someone had already heard the noise and was ready to come out to check. If someone robbed him, he wouldn't even be able to eat the meat.

Immediately let someone come in and close the door.