Chapter 31: Revisiting 'Nightmare' (Part Five)

'Crash'

Before Ji Ruoqian could finish her harsh and unpleasant words, suddenly there was a loud noise, and all the tableware, bowls, spoons, and forks, fell to the ground and shattered upon impact.

All those present... including the servants busily working in the kitchen, trembled violently.

One by one, their faces turned pale with fright.

Ji Anning's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the man opposite her.

The man's handsome hand was still holding onto a corner of the tablecloth, his face dark and terrifying, and his black pupils flashed with a fierce and intimidating light, enough to make one's legs go weak.

Ji Ruoqian was scared to the point of losing her composure, her mouth agape, shrinking her neck as she looked at Ji Chicheng, her body trembling violently.

Ji Xiangting hurriedly stood up, reached out to pull Ji Ruoqian to her side, and looked at Ji Chicheng with trembling legs and a shaky voice, "Uncle... Uncle…"

Ji Chicheng's brooding dark eyes flashed with sharpness; he released his grip on the tablecloth and, looking at Ji Ruoqian, reprimanded, "Have you no manners at all in front of guests?"

"What's going on?"

Ji Zhengdao and Yang Yufang, who were upstairs in the study, also heard the commotion from downstairs and hurriedly ran down.

The elder reached the dining room entrance just in time to hear Ji Chicheng's reprimand to Ji Ruoqian; his gaze quickly shifted to Ji Anning, who was shrinking her neck, humbly bowing her head.

He immediately understood what had happened, his face grim as he walked into the dining room and up to Ji Ruoqian.

The chilly aura was fearsome, making Ji Ruoqian bow her head, too afraid to look at the elder's face, her body shaking intensely.

The old master stared coldly at her for a moment, then snorted, "Anning and Jingfeng are already engaged; she's your sister-in-law. If I hear you address her by her name again, I will not let you off lightly. Your allowance for the next three months is completely revoked."

His authority was absolute, indisputable.

Without giving Ji Ruoqian a chance to retort, the old man then turned his head toward Ji Chicheng, his expression softening slightly. He opened his mouth to say something, but Ji Chicheng's voice preempted him, "I'll stay at the apartment tonight."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the exit, brushing past Lin Yanqin and Yang Yufang.

The frigid aura made both of them shudder.

Ji Zhengdao watched his son's departing figure, his face steel blue.

Of course, it wasn't Ji Chicheng he was angry with, but the constant open and covert struggles within the Ji Family.

He knew Ji Chicheng's indifferent nature and how much he couldn't stand such an atmosphere, such an environment.

In fact, for many years, the first and second branches of the family hadn't gotten along, and it had been out in the open. Even if they fought at home, it wouldn't lead to anything significant, so he had turned a blind eye.

Now, it seemed... it indeed needed to be addressed.

"She will be picked up and dropped off by the driver every day for school, and when she comes back to eat, if I find out anyone gives her pocket money in secret, their own allowance will also be revoked."

The atmosphere in the dining room became extremely cold.

After speaking harshly, the old master didn't even glance at Ji Ruoqian and the others before leaving.

"Wahhh..."

Once the old master left, Ji Ruoqian could no longer hold back her tears and emotions, which broke through her defenses. She slumped into her chair, burying her face on the table, and sobbed loudly.

She wailed as if she had suffered the greatest injustice, her cries resonating throughout the entire villa.

Although the Ji Family had strict rules, she was the youngest at home and was used to getting her way; she had never made any serious mistakes, and the old master had usually turned a blind eye.