Chapter 160: Ungrateful Son

Ling Yao looked at Old Master Ji, her eyes filled with a hint of shock.

She hadn’t expected that Old Master Ji would send people to protect her.

 Didn’t he always wish for them to die?

In her previous life, as she lay dying, Zhou Yu told her that Old Master Ji had always known that Zhou Yu wasn’t his granddaughter and that he also knew about their existence.

 But he would rather recognize a fake than acknowledge her as his real granddaughter. So, she hated him.

If he had been willing to acknowledge them in her previous life, she and her mother wouldn’t have ended up so tragically.

But now, Ji Yanfeng said that Old Master Ji had been protecting them. How was that possible?

Old Master Ji felt Ling Yao’s gaze and coughed awkwardly. Although he had indeed disliked them before, Ling Yao still carried his son’s blood.

 Even if he didn’t like this granddaughter, he couldn’t bear to watch her fall into danger.

Ling Yao looked away and turned back to Ji Yanfeng, “Did you poison the old man?”

The poison Old Master Ji had ingested wasn’t ordinary. It was from the Miao region, carefully concocted from nine poisonous insects and the same number of poisonous flowers.

 The poisoned person wouldn’t feel anything unusual. Even if they went to the hospital for a comprehensive examination or consulted a senior traditional Chinese medicine practitioner for a pulse diagnosis, it would be difficult to detect its presence.

Otherwise, with Old Master Ji’s status, he would have a family doctor checking his health every day, and he would have discovered it long ago.

In her previous life, Ling Yao had studied this type of poison. She knew that the poisoned person would emit a faint scent of herbs.

The moment she first saw Old Master Ji, she smelled that scent on him. She knew that Old Master Ji had been poisoned and didn’t have long to live.

 But she hated him, so she pretended not to know.

Hearing this, Old Master Ji’s body trembled violently. His face was filled with disbelief.

He widened his eyes, staring intently at Ji Yanfeng, as if trying to see a hint of a joke or a lie on his face.

Ji Yanfeng, however, seemed to have gone mad. He burst into hysterical laughter, his voice sharp and piercing,

“Hahaha… Yes, I poisoned him! That old geezer won’t live long.

 He has at most three months left. Why is he so partial? I’m his son too, but in his heart, there’s only ever been Ji Yanting! He deserves to die, hahaha…”

Ji Yanfeng knew he couldn’t control himself from telling the truth, so he chose to vent his years of resentment and dissatisfaction in this extreme way.

“You ungrateful son! All these years, I’ve treated you well, and you actually did such a heinous thing. If I had known this, I shouldn’t have taken you in! You’re a white-eyed wolf!”

Old Master Ji trembled with anger, his gaze filled with deep disappointment as he looked at Ji Yanfeng.

“What did you say?” Ji Yanfeng stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

He looked at Old Master Ji in shock, unable to believe what he had just heard. Could it be that he wasn’t the old man’s biological son? How was that possible?

Old Master Ji sighed deeply, his voice low and slow, tinged with a weariness and sadness that couldn’t be concealed, “Things have come to this point, there’s nothing left to hide.

Fifty years ago, your mother and I went to the Korean Peninsula to support the front lines. At that time, your mother saved a pregnant woman. Unfortunately, the woman died after giving birth.

Your mother couldn’t bear to let the newborn baby be alone and helpless, so she decided to bring him back to China and raise him as her own child, caring for him and nurturing him.”

Speaking of which, Old Master Ji’s eyes welled up slightly, and his voice became choked,

“All these years, your mother and I have taken good care of you. We have never owed you anything.

We have raised you with love and care, watching you grow up, get married, and have children. But how have you treated us?

You actually cruelly hurt your own brother and even poisoned me. Your actions are simply worse than a beast! Have you lost your conscience?

 If we had known this would happen, we should have left you there and let you fend for yourself…”

“No, that’s impossible! Absolutely impossible! I don’t believe it!” Ji Yanfeng’s body trembled slightly.

He shook his head vigorously. He couldn’t accept this cruel truth. How could he be adopted?

Wang Yufeng and Ji Youran’s faces were also filled with shock and disbelief.

Especially Wang Yufeng, she stood there as if struck by lightning. Her husband, with whom she had shared her life for so many years, was actually the Ji family’s adopted son?

 This meant that all their efforts would be in vain. Forget about competing with Ji Yanting for the family fortune.

No, this must be a lie. The old man must be so angry that he’s deliberately saying this.

“Dad, are you joking? Yanfeng is your biological son, right?” Wang Yufeng’s voice trembled with tears as she asked, wanting to get a negative answer from Old Master Ji.

Ji Youran also stared intently at Old Master Ji, her eyes filled with hope, hoping that Old Master Ji would personally admit that everything he said was false, just lies made up because he was too angry.

Old Master Ji slowly leaned back on the sofa, looking extremely exhausted. His once resolute face now looked haggard, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He glanced at Wang Yufeng and her daughter, his gaze falling on Ji Yanfeng’s face. He spoke in a low but firm voice,

 “From today on, our bond is severed. Tomorrow, I will publish a statement in all the major newspapers, officially disowning you.

From now on, you and the Ji family will have nothing to do with each other.”

After saying this, Old Master Ji closed his eyes, as if trying to hide his emotions.

 After all, he had raised this child for decades. It was impossible to say that he had no feelings for him. But the other party had truly disappointed him.

The entire room fell silent…

“Dad, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I won’t hurt your heart anymore. Please don’t disown me.

 I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.” Ji Yanfeng knelt down in front of Old Master Ji with a

 “thump,” his face filled with remorse. He couldn’t lose the protection of the Ji family. Otherwise, he would have nothing.

Old Master Ji didn’t open his eyes. How could he forgive a son who wanted to kill him?

Seeing that Old Master Ji ignored him, Ji Yanfeng turned to Ji Yanting and begged,

 “Yanting, for the sake of our brotherhood over the years, please plead with Dad for me.”