"The father is the guide for the son? Is filial piety the first priority?"
Xie Lingxiao smiled lowly.
The low laughter made the voices of encouragement dissipate in an instant.
Everyone seemed to be able to hear only their breathing that they were trying to control, and their heartbeats that were getting faster and faster.
"But you are not worthy of being a father at all. From now on, my surname will no longer be Ji, but Xie. This is an official document from the government. It was officially handed over to me today. Sirs, please pay attention."
Xie Lingxiao's words made everyone present widen their eyes in disbelief.
What? ! !
Did Ji Lingxiao change his name?
Is he determined to sever ties with Ji Chengde?
So what was Ji Chengde pretending to be in the flower hall just now? !
While everyone was thinking, they saw Xie Lingxiao opening the document and showing it in front of everyone. Government documents and official seals cannot be faked.
Now, he has absolutely nothing to do with Ji Chengde!
Ji Chengde's eyes widened and he stared at the document in Xie Lingxiao's hand without blinking, as if he refused to believe that he had really changed his name!
Ji Liangxing is not his biological son, this is his only bloodline, his only son!
If he changed his name...
The blood all over Ji Chengde's body became ice-cold, and he even forgot to breathe: "No, you can't change it!"
"You are my son, and my blood is flowing in you! Ji Wanrong is your sister, and you are my biological son!"
He looked at Ji Wanrong with angry eyes: "Ji Wanrong! How could you allow your brother to do such a thing! You are my daughter and he is my son!"
But Xie Lingxiao didn't want to pay attention to his madness anymore. He slowly folded the document and put it into his chest, his movements were elegant and his movements were like running water.
I thought he would just stop.
But the next moment, he grabbed Ji Chengde's throat, punching with wind and hitting the flesh.
Every time he punched, it seemed that Xie Xijun was filled with endless unwillingness and extreme resentment.
"The one I'm beating is you, you ungrateful and heartless man. You don't deserve to be a father or a husband at all. You think about blood inheritance, you think about your children and grandchildren? But don't you look at what you have done?"
"Ji Chengde! You are simply a loser!"
Ji Chengde was scared. Ji Chengde felt pain all over his body.
The world was spinning in front of him. Each of Xie Lingxiao's fists hit the most painful place, and his eyes seemed to be filled with blood and mist.
He asked for help at first, and even screamed a few times to the adults watching the show around him, but in the end the pain was such that he couldn't even scream.
The adults around looked at the situation in front of them, as if they were about to kill someone. No one thought that Xie Lingxiao, who was usually elegant, easy-going and gentle, would actually beat someone to death.
They also hurriedly offered some words of advice.
"No, Ling Xiao. No matter whether he is your father or not, a man must be killed to pay for his life. If you beat him to death, you won't be able to explain it in the future!"
Ji Wanrong listened and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm here."
"Dad, didn't you just say that I am your daughter? I will do what a daughter should do, no matter how my brother beats you..."
"Even if I beat you into a pulp, I will do my best to rescue you. I can't let you die in vain, so you can rest assured. Even if you go to the government, there will be no injuries found. of."
All the adults present widened their eyes, hearing that Ji Wanrong's gentle sword cut people's lives.
They were trembling all over, and they didn't dare to interfere in today's affairs, so they all left in unison.
They had been hungry for a long time and were resentful of Ji Chengde, so they didn't want to meddle in other people's business anymore, so they waved their sleeves and left directly.
After today, they finally knew that what Ji Chengde said could not be believed at all.
That's all bullshit!
But after they left, Ji Chengde was still being beaten.
Xie Lingxiao looked at him motionless, looking at him trembling with fear, but still had that calm expression on his face.
"Are you scared now? Look at the servants around you. None of the adults helped you just now. Do you feel resentful in your heart?"
"But my mother's hatred is a hundred times a thousand times greater than yours! It was her husband who spoiled his concubine and destroyed his wife, and pushed her into hell with his own hands!"
"Do you know? After you found Lin Wenrui, my mother cried every day. My legs, Wan Rong's name as the disaster star, and the scars on Wan Rong's face were all caused by Lin Wen Rui!"
"My mother went crazy when she was pregnant with Wanrong. Every day she felt like someone was going to kill her. The pain she suffered was a hundred times a thousand times more than yours!"
Every time Xie Lingxiao said a word, he suddenly waved his fist towards Ji Chengde's heart. His strength was so strong that the original wound on his chest collapsed.
Blood flowed all over the floor, but he almost didn't feel it, but stared motionlessly into Ji Chengde's eyes.
Until he said, "She felt like someone wanted to kill her every day," Ji Chengde's originally distracted eyes shrank for a moment.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and his lips moved as if he was muttering: "Xijun...is she crazy? Is...who wants to kill her...?"
Xie Lingxiao's hand stopped moving, and in an instant he released his strength, and Ji Chengde was thrown out like a piece of rag.
Xie Lingxiao had a sarcastic smile on his face: "It turns out that you still don't know that my mother is crazy..."
"Who harmed her? Of course it was your concubine Lin Wenrui!"
"As for who wanted to kill her?" After Xie Lingxiao finished speaking, a series of tears rolled down from his eyes, "It was you. It was you who killed her. It was you who killed my mother!"
Ji Chengde's eyes widened, and when he heard Xie Lingxiao's flirty words, his face turned pale in an instant.
He stared at Xie Lingxiao's red eyes and felt that his limbs were numb.
A nameless emotion spread from his heart to his whole body, and his heart hurt, even more painful than the wounds on his face and body.
He suddenly remembered Xie Xijun's face.
That face that is always gentle and understanding.
Ji Chengde froze on the spot, breathing rapidly, and large tears fell from his cheeks.
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Mo Jiecheng's eyes were closed tightly on the bed. He had been in a coma for unknown days and nights, and he barely drank any water.
In the dream, there was darkness in front of him, and the darkness around him made him almost breathless. As he walked tremblingly, he found that Ji Wanrong was beside him.
She held her hand and led herself towards the bright direction.
At this moment, Mo Jiecheng wished he could just sink and stay with Ji Wanrong forever and never wake up again.
As he was thinking about it, he felt a moist and warm feeling on his chest, as if someone was wiping his body with a hot handkerchief.
Mo Jiecheng opened his eyes drowsily and saw a woman sitting beside his bed. The woman was thin and looked at him with tenderness in her eyes.
She felt the temperature of the handkerchief gradually cool down, then slowly bent down, twisted another handkerchief, and continued to wipe Mo Jiecheng's body.
Mo Jiecheng gradually widened his eyes and tried to see the woman beside him clearly.
He felt... he saw Rong'er's figure.
Rong'er...Rong'er...
Is Rong'er taking care of him? ! !
