Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 178 The Good-for-Nothing × The Innocent Little Tyrant 17

Ji Yao stayed in the hotel for three days, and when she came out, she was almost insane.

Li Liping eventually sold some of her jewelry and property to pay compensation. She couldn't let Ji Fu know about this, otherwise he would treat her and her daughter in even more terrifying ways.

However, the truth eventually came out. Ji Fu did not receive any notification from Xu Ji. Instead, he saw Xu Ji and Jiang Manyun continuing to be seen together.

President Wang was also pressing him urgently, but Ji Xiaosong, on the other hand, hadn't contacted Ji Fu since the last phone call.

Left with no other choice, Ji Fu contacted Ji Xiaosong again.

It's normal that she didn't answer the phone; Ji Xiaosong is usually so busy that her phone is often not with her.

After making more than a dozen calls, I finally got through.

"what's up?"

Ji Xiaosong's cool voice came through the receiver.

"Heh, people who are engaged to the Jiang family are indeed different. Their attitude is not as respectful as before."

Ji Fu considered many methods, but decided it was better to manipulate Ji Xiaosong as before.

A person's character and deep-seated fears won't change overnight.

Ji Xiaosong has been suppressed for so many years, and now she only has a marriage contract. She shouldn't be so arrogant.

Ji Fu's knuckles turned white from clenching his fists, and a muffled hum came from the air conditioner's outdoor unit through the receiver.

Outside the French windows, spring snow was falling softly. He stared at the scorch mark on the coffee table, made by a cigarette butt, and suddenly laughed out loud:

“Xiao Song, when you were five years old, you had a high fever, and I carried you for three blocks to find a clinic. You hugged my neck and said that Daddy's back was the warmest, do you remember?”

"You remembered wrong."

Ji Xiaosong was signing the equity transfer agreement for the Jiang Group, the nib of her pen hovering over the last page.

“That day, my mother broke the thermos and scalded me because of your shoving. You stood in the entryway and smashed her medicine bottle, saying it was a waste of money and it would be better to have another son.”

The crisp sound of turning pages came from the other end of the phone. Ji Fu slammed his cigar down on the sandalwood table.

"You think you're all set just because you've climbed up to the Jiang family? Don't forget, you also need to have some real strength to stand firm in a family like that."

"I am confident in myself."

"Yourself? Ha! Just because you can sing a few songs? There are plenty of people who can sing and dance. Do you think you would have achieved what you have now without someone supporting you? Let me tell you this: your husband's family is someone else's family. Only your own family is your safe haven."

"No need, leave those words to Ji Yao. If the Jiang family treats me well, I will repay them. If they ever tire of me, I have my own means to make a living. You didn't complete the task I assigned you, but I don't really mind. After all, my initial intention was just to see how far you could go."

Ji Xiaosong hung up the phone before Ji Fu could say anything more.

She knew, of course, that Xu Ji wouldn't marry Ji Yao, but Li Liping would definitely go and make a scene with Xu Ji.

If they cause trouble, and Jiang Manyun finds out, Ji Yao and the others will have a hard time.

Jiang Manyun had long wanted to get rid of Xu Ji, this treacherous gigolo, but he had always been very careful, and no one dared to cause trouble in front of Jiang Manyun.

Now that they've handed her a handle, she'll definitely seize on it.

Sure enough, less than half a month later, Ji Xiaosong saw a trending news headline.

Jiang Manyun made Xu Ji leave with nothing.

On the same day, Ji Fu called again.

"Xu Ji is clinging to us now, saying he wants to marry your sister."

Ji Xiaosong scoffed. Xu Ji was Jiang Manyun's husband before, and he was from a prominent and wealthy family.

Now he has nothing left. He has enjoyed wealth and luxury for most of his life because of Jiang Manyun, and now he is an ordinary person who has to worry about eating. He can't accept this change in a short time.

Based on his understanding of Jiang Manyun over the years, he knew there was no way he could make her turn back.

So grab onto as many as you can.

"Ji Xiaosong, you were the one who asked Aunt Li to negotiate with them. Now that Xu Ji has agreed, does what you said before still stand?"

"What?"

Ji Xiaosong pretended not to understand.

"Don't pretend you don't understand me. You said that as long as your sister marries Xu Ji, you will bring the Ji family and the Jiang family together, and I will be there to witness your engagement."

"Okay. Once I see the marriage certificate, you'll see the invitation."

Ji Fu hung up the phone, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

He turned to look at Ji Yao, who was sitting on the sofa with a blank look in her eyes, and his anger intensified.

"Ji Yao, look what you've done!"

Ji Fu's voice swept past Ji Yao's ears like a cold wind, "Now that Xu Ji wants to marry you, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

Ji Yao suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

Her voice trembled as she said, "Dad, I don't want to marry him! He... he's fifty-three! He's almost as old as you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ji Fu roared, "Although Xu Ji has lost the Jiang family's support, he was still a son-in-law of the emperor for twenty years. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse! As long as you marry him, our Ji family can rise again!"

"I do not want!"

Ji Yao cried out, "I only wanted to use him to get some resources; I never intended to marry him!"

"shut up!"

Ji Fu trembled with rage. "You think I don't know your little schemes? You think you can hide it from me? Let me tell you, this is not up to you! You must marry Xu Ji!"

Ji Yao slumped onto the sofa in despair, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

She knew that she had no say in this family, and her fate was entirely in Ji Fu's hands.

Before, with Ji Xiaosong around, she always thought she was a little princess, pampered by her family.

In retrospect, she was nothing more than a stepping stone for her father to rise to power.

Li Liping stood aside, watching her daughter suffer so much, her heart aching as if being torn apart.

She wanted to say something, but dared not speak.

She knew Ji Fu's temper; if she angered him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Honey, how about... we talk to Yao Yao about it again?" Li Liping said cautiously.

"What to discuss?"

Ji Fu glared at her. "It's settled then! Xu Ji and Ji Yao will get married tomorrow!"

Li Liping wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Ji Fu's sharp gaze.

She could only sigh silently, turn around and walk out of the room.

Ji Yao watched Li Liping's departing figure, her heart filled with sorrow.

She knew that even her only support in this family, her mother, couldn't protect her.

At this moment, I feel like a bird trapped in a cage, with no hope in sight.

Early the next morning, Xu Ji had already taken a bus to the Ji family's gate.

There were no bus stops near the Ji family's villa area, and it took him almost half an hour to walk there.

He walked and cursed as he went. Having lived a life of luxury for many years, he really couldn't adapt to his current life.

Fortunately, the Ji family was willing to take the fall, otherwise he didn't know how long his old bones could hold on.

After waiting for a while at the Ji family's gate, Ji Yao was followed by several bodyguards to Xu Ji's side.

Xu Ji stood in front of the wrought iron gate, wrapped in an old, pilling woolen overcoat. As snowflakes seeped into his greasy collar, he suddenly recalled the scene from decades ago when he first went out to visit Jiang Manyun.

At that time, Jiang Manyun's newly bought custom-made suit worth more than 300,000 yuan was soiled by a little girl, and the family humbly begged for forgiveness.

Now he can only hide the stains by turning his collar inside out in front of the guardhouse's glass reflection.