hiss--
Everyone gasped and looked at Ji Mohan squatting on the ground in disbelief.
Embezzling public funds privately?
Secretly engaging in a yin and yang contract?
Jiang Jingyu was also a little surprised. As the heir of the Ji family, did Ji Mohan do this under Ji Yanli's nose because he was out of his mind?
Ji Mohan opened his own small company privately, and Ji Yanli had always known about it.
Since he was not involved in the interests of Ji's group, Ji Yanli turned a blind eye and let him go.
A few days ago, because Ji Mohan couldn't save his face and said he had no money, he bit the bullet and paid back the 30 million to Yurou, investing almost all the funds of the small company under his name.
Seeing that the company's funds were about to run out, Ji Mohan had a weird idea and secretly misappropriated public funds from Ji's Group to fill the funding gap.
He knew that embezzling public funds was too risky and he had to pay it back as soon as possible before being discovered, so he tampered with the contracts signed by Ji's Group.
A yin-yang contract was created to earn the price difference.
He did these things very covertly, and he never expected that his father would notice it so quickly!
"Father, father, listen to my explanation!"
Ji Mohan threw the document in his hand to the ground and was about to explain to Ji Yanli and ask for his forgiveness, but Ji Yanli's next words directly threw him into the abyss.
"Whether it's business or life, the most important thing is integrity. The Ji family doesn't need an heir with bad conduct."
boom--
Ji Mohan, who had not yet stood firm, fell to the ground with a thud.
After looking at Ji Yanli's cold eyes, Ji Mohan knew that he was not joking.
"Father, father, I know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again. Father, please give me another chance!"
At this time, Ji Mohan could no longer care about his image. After hearing that Ji Yanli was going to abolish his status as heir, he crawled towards him like a mad dog.
He crawled to the front of the banquet, but did not dare to reach out and touch him. He raised his head and prayed, his eyes full of panic.
"Father, father, I was wrong. I am the heir you trained with your own hands!"
Ji Yanli looked at him condescendingly: "Since I can cultivate you, I can also destroy you."
"No, no! Father, I really know that I was wrong. I will definitely keep my father's teachings in mind in the future. I beg my father to be lenient and give me one last chance!"
The quarterly banquet was unmoved, and Ji Mohan pulled out his last trump card in desperation.
"Father, I am the heir selected by you personally. I am the most qualified in terms of qualifications and talents, so you cannot abolish my status as heir!"
Everyone looked at Ji Mohan in shock.
This, this, this, are you threatening Mr. Ji?
A faint mockery appeared in Ji Yanli's eyes: "You mean I can't find a second heir besides you?"
Facing the coldness radiating from Ji Yanli's body, Ji Mohan gritted his teeth and pretended to look at him calmly.
Just about to nod——
"vomit!"
Jiang Jingyu suddenly covered his mouth and let out a retching sound!
The banquet ceremony was instantly panicked.
He hurriedly hugged her waist and looked at her with concern: "Jingyu, Jingyu, what's wrong with you?"
"Quick, help call an ambulance!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and others hurriedly dialed 120.
They finally understood that this Miss Jiang was now the person Mr. Ji cared about most!
The originally silent scene fell into panic. At this time, Mrs. Ji and Ji Junyao also rushed over. When they saw Jiang Jingyu leaning in Ji Yanli's arms, they were startled and hurried over.
"What happened? What's wrong with Jing Yu?"
Mrs. Ji and Ji Junyao looked at Jiang Jingyu anxiously, fearing that something might happen to her.
Jiang Jingyu waved her hand, covered her mouth and ran towards the bathroom. Ji Yanli followed closely beside her, caressing her back.
Fearing that something might happen to her, Mrs. Ji and Ji Junyao followed her directly without thinking.
Jiang Jingyu lay down in front of the toilet and vomited several mouthfuls of sour water. Only then did the nausea stuck in his throat finally dissipate.
"Jingyu, Jingyu, are you okay?"
Mrs. Ji and Ji Junyao, who followed later, went directly to the bathroom and looked at her with worried faces.
Jiang Jingyu stood up and looked at the two of them: "I'm fine, Grandma Ji and my sister-in-law, don't worry."
"Rinse your mouth quickly."
Ji Junyao took the water from the waiter and handed it to Jiang Jingyu.
After a while, Jiang Jingyu's face finally recovered and was no longer as pale as before.
"What's going on? Did you eat something unclean?"
Mrs. Ji stepped forward and took her hand, looking at her with a distressed expression.
Jiang Jingyu had already made a guess in her mind, but she had no intention of telling the old lady and Ji Junyao.
It’s even more surprising when it comes from a professional, isn’t it?
Jiang Jingyu shook her head: "Maybe I have a bad stomach, I'm fine, Grandma Ji, don't worry."
"No, I still need to let the doctor take a look. Why did I suddenly have a bad stomach?"
Mrs. Ji was still a little worried and wanted to ask the doctor to take a look at Jiang Jingyu.
The quarterly banquet made a phone call, and the tool man Chen Ze was already on his way.
After seeing Jiang Jingyu come out of the bathroom, Ji Yanli, who was guarding outside, took a few strides and came to her.
"How do you feel now? Chen Ze is already on his way here. Let him take a look at you later."
Jiang Jingyu nodded, and after they returned to the hall, he instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Ji Yanli's face was so cold that Ji Mohan didn't dare to mention the heir to him anymore.
As everyone waited anxiously, Chen Ze rushed over from the hospital panting.
Chen Ze's grandfather majored in Chinese medicine, and his father majored in Western medicine. They each had their own opinions. In order to prevent them from disagreeing over this matter, the hard-working Chen Ze had no choice but to study hard and study both Chinese and Western medicine.
"Xiao Chen is here. Come on, show Jing Yu. This kid suddenly vomited out of nowhere."
Mrs. Ji waved to Chen Ze, who came to Jiang Jingyu without even taking a breath.
"Hands out."
Jiang Jingyu stretched out his arm, and the next moment Chen Ze put his finger on her pulse.
After detecting her pulse, Chen Ze's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he even lowered his breathing for fear of affecting the diagnosis.
When everyone saw this, they subconsciously held their breath, not even daring to breathe out.
Chen Ze checked Jiang Jingyu's pulse again. This time he was sure that he had not made a mistake in his diagnosis just now.
Under the gazes of Ji Yanli, Mrs. Ji and others, Chen Ze raised his head and looked at them calmly.
"There's nothing wrong with her, she's just pregnant."
"As long as everything is fine, it will be fine. If everything is fine, it will be fine."
Mrs. Ji patted her chest and only heard the first half of the sentence.
However, Ji Yanli's breath was stagnant, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face that remained unchanged.
"What did you say?"
