Ji Chengde's words were bitter and harsh. As soon as these words came out, the air in the room became silent.
There were already some hooligans and dandies with malicious intentions, looking up and down at Ji Lingxiao's body with squinting eyes.
Although he is lame, he still looks handsome and has a first-rate figure, even if he is not good down below.
But that mouth and those hands are so fascinating to look at!
I really want to have a taste of the famous young general from the past!
Feeling the explicit gaze, Ji Lingxiao's knuckled hands tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair, causing blue veins to pop out.
When she saw his movements, the sound of drooling in her ears became even louder.
Ji Lingxiao couldn't bear to hear such obscene words, but Ji Wanrong's face darkened in an instant: "My father said that he was so familiar with the road, and my daughter thought that you earned this huge Hou Mansion from Nanfeng Pavilion."
"If you had lived such an embarrassing life in the past and had such a deep love for Nanyang Marquis Mansion, when you get old, my daughter will definitely find a servant to serve you closely to prevent you from working hard when you were young and leaking urine when you are old."
Ji Wanrong shouted loudly, and the crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment.
When everyone realized what Ji Wanrong had said, a few bursts of laughter suddenly appeared in the silent air.
Those gangsters with ill intentions touched their chins and followed Ji Wanrong's words to take a look at Ji Chengde's appearance.
The bones of this body are a bit old, but the appearance is really good!
I also want to have a taste of this Marquis!
Feeling the naked gazes of everyone scanning his body, Ji Chengde finally realized what Ji Wanrong meant!
His chest rose and fell suddenly, and he took a few steps back.
Then he suddenly approached Ji Wanrong's body, raised his hand high, and planned to bring it down to her cheek.
Facing the speed of the wind and rain in Mojie City, Ji Chengde's old arms and legs were not something Ji Wanrong could look down upon.
With quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed Ji Chengde's wrist and held it tightly, then whispered in his ear.
"Father, you should think twice before you speak or act. You think others can only live in that slum. Maybe in the eyes of others, this mansion is small, crowded, and there are rotten people inside. It exudes a The smell makes this a slum!"
Ji Chengde's cheek twitched twice when he heard Ji Wanrong's words. He pointed his other finger at Ji Wanrong, but he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
He rolled his eyes and even staggered two steps, almost falling to the ground.
Lin Wenrui and Ji Yunyao, who were in a hurry to go out, saw the scene in front of them and quickly helped Ji Chengde up.
Lin Wenrui has become quite haggard these days, and fine lines have appeared in the corners of her eyes because of her sadness.
These days, Ji Chengde has not stayed in her room, and they have not even seen each other for a long time.
As for Ji Yunyao, because of the apology and tea offer that day, both wrists were tightly bandaged with cloth strips, and she looked even thinner than before.
"She - she - what does she mean! This rebellious girl said who is the bad person in Nanyang Hou Mansion!" Ji Chengde yelled, his voice became hoarse.
"Master Hou!" Lin Wenrui hurriedly cheered him up.
"Don't take Wan Rong's angry words to heart. She has always been like this. She is angry with the old lady and she is angry with you. Normally I can't say anything or curse, but I didn't expect that they would still leave. Call someone They thought I had betrayed them, this stepmother is really not easy to do!"
Lin Wenrui said deliberately in front of everyone.
"Where in the capital is there a more comfortable house than the Hou Mansion? The Hou Mansion is spacious and very bright. Although it is not in the center of the south of the city, it still has a lot of land. The Hou Mansion has been built for a century. If they leave in anger, , it will only get worse the longer you live there, how can you live better than the Marquis Mansion?"
Ji Yunyao also spoke softly with a low voice.
"Brother, you'd better stop being so pushy, apologize to your father, and come back. Otherwise, the people will laugh at you and live in a slum with air leakage from all sides. My sister, I feel bad for you!"
She dared to speak in front of everyone, so she was naturally not afraid of being slapped in the face. She used to be her mother's housekeeper in the Hou Mansion, and she was very sure that Ji Lingxiao didn't have any money in his hands.
In the past, when Ji Lingxiao returned home in triumph, the silver rewarded by His Majesty had already gone into her mother's pocket; but Ji Wanrong's dowry had also been stolen and replaced by her.
In this capital city, the only house that was better than the Marquis Mansion in Nanyang was the one in the center of the south of the city that her mother had longed for.
She could guarantee that with the little money Ji Wanrong had from selling medicine, plus the money from Concubine Hua, it was impossible to buy a house in the capital that was better than Nanyang Marquis Mansion.
She was still a little proud. Ji Wanrong had a biological brother who loved her. What was the use of it?
Her biological brother went to live in the slums, and her brother must be the eldest son of the Hou family.
Ji Wanrong is so embarrassed!
Everyone had no idea what Ji Yunyao was thinking, but they were all moved by her soft words and bodhisattva-like heart.
This little lucky star in rumors is better than seeing it a hundred times, but she really has Buddha nature, which is much better than the fierce and overbearing "Princess Bodhisattva".
Some people in the crowd had admired the little lucky star Ji Yunyao very much in the past, and they still worshiped Ji Yunyao's portrait every day, hoping that the little lucky star would bless their family and successfully conceive a healthy, smart boy!
"For those who have short-sighted eyes, they have never seen any good houses. Just wait and see."
After Ji Wanrong said this, he rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to their singing.
She directly asked someone to carry Ji Lingxiao's wheelchair into the carriage, then ordered the boy to carry all the packages behind her into another carriage, and then asked the coachman to go to the center of the south of the city.
"My eyelids are light? This rebellious girl said that I have light eyelids?" Ji Chengde pointed at himself with a trembling hand, so angry that he almost fainted.
Ji Chengde felt that Ji Yunyao was right. It was impossible for them to buy a better house than Nanyang Marquis Mansion!
"I would like to see if Mr. Xie, who has a sharp eye, lives in that slum in the west of the city. Is it as grand as the Marquis of Nanyang?"
After Ji Chengde said this, he got directly into the Nanyang Marquis' carriage and asked the coachman to follow Ji Wanrong's carriage closely.
He wanted to see how shabby that slum was!
The dispute in the Hou Mansion attracted more and more people to watch.
Seeing Ji Chengde say this, everyone was very curious and followed Ji Chengde's carriage.
I want to see what the once prosperous Mr. Ji will look like in the slums where he lives?
Ji Yunyao knew the people's thoughts, but did not want to disperse them, but allowed them to do so.
After all, it would be better for more people to see Ji Lingxiao's desolate appearance in the slum.
The three of them got on the carriage, but as they sat there, Ji Yunyao opened the curtains and felt that the direction of the carriage was wrong.
"Is this carriage going the wrong way? Why is this the way to the south center of the city?"
The further inside you go, the more expensive the land becomes. Even Nanyang Houfu is not in such a good place. This is where the prince lives!
Ji Yunyao's question made Ji Chengde's heart clench.
He hurriedly opened the door curtain and shouted at the coachman outside: "I asked you to follow Ji Wanrong's carriage. Why did you lose it! Why did you go to a more central place in the south of the city?"
"Do you even know the road?"
