The President's Strong Wife

Chapter 12 The Infighting Between Brother and Sister
"Are you proud?" A mocking voice came from behind.

Ji Wenling turned around slowly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and met the hostile gaze directly on the opposite side without any politeness.

"Second brother was joking, why would I care about a dog." Ji Wenling said gracefully, with a deep smile on her face.

When Ji Yuanhan heard this, every word was like a needle, and Ji Yuanhan's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Ji Yuanhan is the same as his brother Ji Yuanshen, the person he hates and fears the most in his life is not his father, but this illegitimate daughter who is ten years younger than him.

In their lives over the past thirty years, Ji Wenling has always been an existence that cannot be ignored.

They didn't wait to see Ji Wenling, apart from Ji Wenling's background, and Ji Wenling's ability completely surpassed the two of them.

In the face of the oppression of his two elder brothers, Ji Wenling always had different means to deal with them, even Ji Zhongming ignored them, neither interfering nor dissuading them.

This Caucasian dog was raised by Ji Yuanhan to frighten Ji Wenling, but he didn't want to be stabbed so badly by Ji Wenling, who was only 14 years old at the time, that now the Caucasian dog didn't dare to be aggressive when he saw Ji Wenling.

The so-called magic height is one foot, that's what it is.

Ji Wenling also stopped talking and didn't say anything, but took graceful steps to cross Ji Yuanhan and return to the stairs leading to the inner hall of Ji's house.

"It's unbearably cold at high places. One day, you will fall badly." Ji Yuanhan's cadenced voice came from behind again.

Ji Wenling replied without even turning her head, "Thank you for reminding me, my little sister is also imagining the coming of that day."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and walked up the stairs.

Hearing the elegant sound of Ji Wenling's high-heeled shoes stepping on the steps gradually faded away, Ji Yuanhan felt it was extremely harsh, and after a moment of panic in his heart, he immediately returned to calm.

Standing in the inner hall, Ji Wenling didn't feel the warmth and comfort of an ordinary daughter returning home, but just looked at the house coldly.

The spacious hall is not luxuriously decorated, but it can be seen that a lot of money has been spent.

The famous paintings hanging on the wall were obtained by Ji Zhongming at the London auction, and their value far surpassed the Ji's mansion itself, and the row of rare antiques was not a small amount.

"Miss, you're back." The butler Miao Cen greeted her with a smile.

Compared to her father's lukewarm treatment of her, Miao Cen is more like her relatives.

This was Ji Wenling's only solace during the years she spent in Ji's family.

"Uncle Miao, long time no see, you have worked hard." Ji Wenling respected this old housekeeper who was comparable to his father.

"Miss, don't say anything, I don't work hard at all. Don't stand still, the master is waiting for you, go quickly."

Ji Wenling nodded, then walked into the hall.

At this time, Ji Zhongming was already sitting on the sofa, waiting for her.

Ji Wenling stepped forward and said, "Dad, I'm back."

"Sit down, your elder brother's family will be there in a while." Ji Zhongming's slightly old voice sounded, and Ji Wenling sat down as well.

The father's face did not have the warm feeling when he saw his daughter, nor could it be said to be cold.

Only one thing is missing, warmth.

"How is the company doing recently?" Ji Zhongming asked.

Ji Wenling answered truthfully, "It's okay, Dad, don't worry."

"That's good, I feel at ease with you here." Ji Zhongming had no doubts about Ji Wenling's talent.

Ji Wenling smiled and said nothing, which was another kind of appreciation from his father.

"Don't tire yourself out." Ji Zhongming paused and continued.

For a moment, Ji Wenling raised his eyes to look at his father, his heart was hot for a moment, but his face was still calm as usual.

"Thank you Dad, I'll keep an eye on it."

This kind of dialogue is like a polite way between a guest and a host, without the warmth between a father and a daughter.

While talking, the eldest brother Ji Yuanshen's family has arrived.

Ji Zhongming beckoned the housekeeper to prepare dinner.

For this elder brother, Ji Wenling was polite.

Compared with the deep and calculating second brother, the eldest brother is much more simple and honest, just a weak temperament that is easy to be led by the nose.

So to a large extent, Ji Wenling's suppression of the second brother was much heavier than that of the eldest brother.

This is the most common method used by those in power to face resistance and provocation.

Ji Wenling washed her hands and came back to sit down, adding a bit of desolation and silence to the originally warm atmosphere.

Seeing her coming back, Ji Zhongming said lightly, "Let's eat."

Looking around at the people on the dining table, Ji Wenling calmly held the chopsticks and picked up the dishes.

And Ji Yuanshen's wife, Fu Ying, was pulling Ji Yuanshen under the table at the moment, and it was clear from the angle of Ji Wenling's seat.

Ji Wenling also remained calm, watching the changes.

"Dad, I want to discuss something with you." Ji Yuanshen finally couldn't resist Fu Ying's strength, so he opened his mouth weakly.

Ji Yuanhan on the side just looked at his elder brother and remained silent.

Ji Zhongming didn't look at Ji Yuanshen either, he just lowered his head slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

After receiving his father's response, Ji Yuanshen obviously gained confidence, and then said, "I want to open a foreign trade company."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Zhongming finally raised his eyes to look at Ji Yuanshen, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Ji Yuanshen was originally weak, and when he saw his father's expression, he immediately lowered his head.

On the other hand, Fu Ying, since the topic had already been discussed, she jumped in, "What do you think, Dad?"

Ji Zhongming didn't answer Fu Ying, and slowly flipped the food in the bowl with the chopsticks in his hand.

"Wen Ling, what do you think?" Soon, Ji Zhongming threw the question to Ji Wenling.

Ji Wenling, who was named, said lightly, "Very good."

Ji Yuanshen raised his head and looked at Ji Wenling in surprise, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Fu Ying's face was full of surprises, she never expected that the little girl who had always been at odds with them would agree so readily.

With the approval of the current power holder of the Ji family, it will be much easier for the company to do so.

And Ji Yuanhan chuckled in his heart, he was really stupid, he was so easily satisfied, the best show was yet to come.

Obviously Ji Yuanhan knew Ji Wenling better than his eldest brother, otherwise how could he be the enemy.

"Well, Dad, I need funds for the establishment of the company, and I want to borrow some from you first." Ji Yuanshen spoke again.

Ji Zhongming didn't say too much, he just said, "The company Wen Ling is in charge now, you can tell her."

In a word, the flames of war were brought to Ji Wenling again.

The pleading and hope in the eyes of the eldest brother and sister-in-law, the desire of the second brother to watch the show, and the reluctance of the father, everyone's eyes were on Ji Wenling for a while.

This dinner was definitely a grand banquet, Ji Wenling said to himself in his heart.

(End of this chapter)