Chapter 175: Did Ji Xunyuan have blood on his hands?

Chapter 175 Did Ji Xunyuan have blood on his hands?

"I...I..." Song Wu opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but Ji Xunyuan glanced over, his legs went limp in fright, and he didn't dare to fart immediately.

He thought of when he first came to Beijing, he was unfamiliar with the place of life, and it took a lot of effort to find the Ji family's house in the capital. For fear of losing the jade pendant, my palms were sweating.

Twenty years ago, Ji Xunyuan was still an eight-year-old boy, but his brows and eyes were all cold and arrogant, and there was a chill in his eyes.

He was brought into Ji's mansion, and when he came in, he realized that Commander Ji had ascended to heaven a few years earlier than his father, and had just passed his 80th birthday. The pain left by the time is dead.

At that time, Ji's father was in power in Ji's family, and it was the time when the man was in full bloom. He called Ji's father an old brother and explained his intention of coming. He stayed in Kyoto.

This stay lasted for three months, a small company was set up for him, and several elites were sent to assist him. He was so happy from ear to ear. When he returned to his hometown again, he only saw his wife’s grave and The son's eyes were full of resentment.

After ten years, Ji's father retired and took his wife to live abroad. The 18-year-old Lang Ji Xunyuan took over the power of Ji's family, and suppressed the whole family with iron and blood methods. From then on, he I was so afraid of Ji Xunyuan that I always felt that his hands were stained with blood.

"Mr. Song, I'm calling you, why are you wandering?" Bai Yin straightened his back and stared at Song Wu with displeasure.

"Ah... I... I was thinking..." Wu Song kept me talking for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

His legs were weak, and he raised his arm to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. There was no way, he couldn't say that he was thinking how terrible Ji Xunyuan was!

"Song Wu, remember—" Ji Xunyuan stroked the cat with one hand, and stroked the emerald finger with the other, and spoke slowly.

"I don't say what you did, but it doesn't mean I don't know. If you don't restrain yourself, you can do it yourself in the future!"

When Song Wu heard this, he felt guilty. He did take advantage of the Ji family's power to do many evil things. Ji Xunyuan never mentioned it, which further fueled his arrogance.

"Young Master Ji, don't worry, I will restrain myself in the future, you must not leave me alone! Commander Ji said back then—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Yindang interrupted him: "Shut up, how dare you bring out the old commander to threaten the Lord."

"No, no, Ji Shao, you believe me, give me a hundred courage, I don't dare to mean that!" Song Wu was so frightened that he shook his body, waved his hands and shook his head.

"It's been so many years, if it weren't for your father's kindness and taking in grandpa for a night, do you think I would have tolerated you so much?" Ji Xunyuan's voice was not high, but it was very cold, his handsome sword eyebrows slightly raised, The sharp eyes scanned him directly.

"I...I know." Judging from his age, Song Wu was considered to be Ji Xunyuan's uncle, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes in front of such a young man.

"You know? If you are restless in the future, you can do it yourself! Grandpa's kindness, after so many years, will probably be paid off." After Ji Xunyuan finished speaking, he only cared about the cat and didn't look at him again.

These words scared Song Wu to death. Ji Shao's last sentence was a clear warning to him: If he makes trouble again, he will be ignored from now on.

He nodded straightly, and he swore and guaranteed that he would never dare to make wrong decisions in the future and run the company well.

Ji Xunyuan looked annoyed at him, so he waved his hand and asked Baiyin to send him out.

(end of this chapter)

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