Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 329: Who Do You Choose?

Aunt Xiang actually bought a suite in Shangyuan Garden for her and Lin Xuanze to live in.

She tidied away her phone, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of her lips curled into a mischievous smile, "Aunt Xiang won’t let me live at your place."

Shangyuan Garden was also located in the city center, making it convenient to get anywhere. Even if she were to attend Jing University in the future, the subway would take her directly there in just a few minutes.

Xiao Chen’s eyebrows lifted, and his black eyes grew even darker and deeper. His face was unreadable as he pursed his lips, "I’ve already dissolved the marriage arrangement. Tomorrow, I will personally go and explain everything clearly to Aunt Xiang and the others."

He had planned to visit Elder Ji after her apprenticeship banquet, but to his surprise, Elder Ji made things difficult at the banquet itself. With the situation being as it was, whatever he said would have been useless, so he could only resolve this matter before going to offer his apologies.

Yun Yue gave him a meaningful look, turned on the television, and sat cross-legged, casually flipping through channels without much interest.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi were staying in the room, secretly paying attention to the commotion outside. Only after knowing that Yun Yue had returned did they dare to step out, just in time for dinner.

**

Ji Family.

Ever since Ji Ling returned, she had locked herself in her room, not eating a single grain of rice all afternoon, which greatly worried Mrs. Ji.

"Is she still not eating or drinking?" Ji Maoming looked at his wife standing outside the bedroom door, his brows slightly furrowing.

"How come I never noticed before that she was so stubborn?

"It’s not like she had any contact with Xiao Chen before, nor did she secretly pine for him like other girls did. Why is it that now the marriage has been dissolved, she’s acting so unusually?"

Mrs. Ji shook her head, "Why don’t you talk it over with Dad again? I think Ling’er really wants to marry Xiao Chen."

Ji Maoming’s face darkened, "You saw Xiao Chen’s attitude. Even Dad can’t influence it."

He glanced at the tightly shut door. Although Ji Ling wasn’t his biological daughter, she had been raised by him for so many years, and he still couldn’t resist trying to persuade her, "Ling’er, the marriage agreement between the Ji Family and the Xiao Family ends here. You are so outstanding, there are so many excellent men in all of Beijing for you to choose from, apart from Xiao Chen."

Ji Ling curled up at the foot of her bed, her eyes hollow and filled with resentment, tightly clutching her palm.

What did it matter if there were so many excellent men? None of them were as outstanding as Xiao Chen.

Seeing no movement inside the room, Ji Maoming decided not to continue persuading. He left after dropping a comment.

Mrs. Ji sighed helplessly, hoping that her daughter would come to her senses. Otherwise, with Dad’s temper, he certainly wouldn’t indulge her forever.

After Ji Maoming left, he saw Housekeeper Ji coming in from outside. Quickening his steps, he headed over, saying urgently, "Dad, you’re back."

Ji Xian gave him a glance, "It’s time you learned to calm down a bit. After more than a decade as the Family Head, you’re still so impulsive. No wonder the Ji Family is declining day by day."

With that, he started coughing.

Ji Maoming chuckled awkwardly, and immediately went to support him when he heard the coughing, "That’s just my nature. If my younger sister..." he stopped himself abruptly, realizing he had misspoken.

For years, all mention of his younger sister was forbidden in the family, always a taboo in his father’s heart.

He carefully observed his father’s expression and breathed a sigh of relief to see it unchanged.

His younger sister had been known as the talented girl of Jing, the smartest among the younger generation. In every aspect, he was mediocre. If it hadn’t been for his sister’s incident, how could the position of Ji Family Patriarch possibly have fallen to him?

Perhaps envious of her talent, at only 20 years old, his sister vanished without a trace, and Dad, unable to accept it, let his health deteriorate from the distress.

"Go to your room," Ji Xian said, being supported by him up the stairs.

As Ji Maoming ascended the stairs with a heavy heart, he reached his room. Housekeeper Ji closed the door, standing guard outside.

Ji Maoming knew from the display that the situation was far from simple. He urgently asked, "Dad, did Xiao Chen really break off the engagement?"

Ji Xian sat in the chair, nodding seriously, "He did."

He asked again, "Then he..."

Ji Xian slowly began, "He promised to allocate to the Ji Family two spots at the D laboratories yearly as well as five percent of the laboratory’s resources, plus the business in Is A District of the M country."

Hiss!

Ji Maoming drew in a sharp breath. For the sake of a woman, did Xiao Chen actually offer such generous terms?!

Every year, he, as the Family Head of the Ji Family, knew all too well how fierce the Four Major Families fought over the D laboratory spots.

These past two years, the Ji Family didn’t secure a single D laboratory spot, banking all their hopes this year on Ji Ling.

Moreover, aside from the five percent of the resources evenly distributed among the Four Major Families, the rest must be fought for by one’s own people.

The share of resources allocated to their Ji Family had been dwindling over the years, leading them to increasingly lag behind and even at risk of falling out of the ranks of the Four Major Families; Xiao Chen’s two conditions alone were enough to enable the Ji Family to rise again.

And yet, unbelievably, he had even offered the business in Is A District of the M country.

That was far from simply the word "business."

"Did he really say that?" Ji Maoming, feeling incredulous, found it too incredible. What on earth was the woman’s worth that Xiao Chen offered such massive terms just to break the engagement with the Ji Family?

Ji Xian glanced at him, "It’s written in black and white. Could I have possibly read it wrong?"

After Yun Yue left, he had called Xiao Chen over and signed the contract right in front of him. He fulfilled the conditions stipulated in the contract, and there would be no more marriage alliance between Xiao Ji and Ji Families.

However... the young man was indeed a bit too inexperienced.

He had already set his course to be the son-in-law of the Ji Family for life.

Ji Xian gently sipped his tea, looking utterly relaxed.

Ji Maoming’s eyes widened. Was his father really so efficient, to have the contract signed so quickly?

Had it been him, he definitely wouldn’t have thought of making a contract.

To obtain such a great benefit, one could say the dissolution of this marriage was not in vain.

Suddenly, Ji Maoming thought of Yun Yue, "That girl, the disciple taken in by Elder Jiang today, she..."

She looked too much like his little sister, as if they were cast from the same mold.

Ji Xian’s sharp and astute gaze fell upon him, his expression unfathomably deep as he slowly spoke, "If she is Wen Jun’s daughter, when it comes to inheriting the Ji Family Patriarch position in the future, who would you choose between her and Ji Ling?"

Ji Maoming was jolted, his mind slowly catching up, somewhat troubled, "This..."

If she truly was his little sister’s daughter, it would be proper for her to inherit the position of the Ji Family Patriarch, but Ji Ling was his daughter who he had raised for over a decade, whose temper and abilities he understood very well—she would also be capable even if she were to inherit the Family Head position, and they would not be mistreated.

As for Yun Yue, he didn’t know how capable she was, nor her temperament. What if she was unfit for the position of Ji Family Patriarch, wouldn’t that throw the Ji Family into the fire?

Ji Xian put down his teacup, his complexion complex, "I know what you’re thinking; in terms of tactics, abilities, and intelligence, she surpasses Wen Jun."

Handing over the Ji Family to her would not require worries of decline; she might even do better than him.

Hearing this, Ji Maoming looked at him in shock. She already had such a high evaluation from Dad...?

He knew how high his father’s standards were, even Ji Ling had not received such high praise.