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Behind him, He Lin persuaded in a low voice, âPatriarch, listen to Miss Qiao⦠Since you want to hand the Ji family to her, wouldnât it be slapping Miss Qiaoâs face if you refuse her now?â
His last sentence was the key to convincing Ji Lingfeng.
Ji Lingfeng rubbed his glabella and closed his eyes before opening them again. He looked at the girl with his deep eyes. âThink about it carefully.â
What?
Qiao Nian felt there was a hidden meaning in his words.
However, the best way to resolve the matter now was to quell the internal strife in the family first. Otherwise, someone would attack Ji Nan again in the future.
Countless eyes stared at them from all over the independent continent, waiting to fish in troubled waters.
âMm.â
She responded.
Seeing this, Ji Lingfeng waved his hand. âTell them to leave.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYes, Patriarch.â He Lin quickly went to do it.
â¦
Everyone in the Righteousness Hall looked at each other. They wanted to leave, but they didnât dare to be the first to stand up.
Qiao Nian didnât waste her breath on them. Not looking at them, she took a lighter from her pocket, smiled, and impatiently said, âI said Iâd give you half an hour.
âThose who are still here in half an hour wonât be able to leave ever again!â
The elders paled. They knew her style well.
Ji Lingfeng might still be wary of them, but Qiao Nian⦠She had blown up their ancestral hall.
What could she not do?
Second Elder had interacted with Qiao Nian previously because of Ji Ziyin. Before leaving, he composed himself and said, âItâs not that we donât want to agree, but this matter involves too much. It concerns the familyâs future. We donât want the Ji family to be involved in murky waters because of youâ¦â
After saying that, he did not dare to stay any longer and left without looking back.
After everyone had left, Qiao Nian dragged out a chair and sat down to face Ji Lingfeng. Feeling a headache, she asked, âThere were a few people outside when I arrived. What happened?â
Before Ji Lingfeng could speak, coming back from outside, He Lin happened to hear this and quickly answered, âThe Patriarch wants to hand the family to you.â
Finding it ridiculous, Qiao Nian looked at the sickly middle-aged man.
Ji Lingfeng avoided her gaze but did not retort. He only said tiredly, âI donât have much time left.â
Qiao Nianâs chest tightened. She did not feel anything. It was just a little uncomfortable, but it was not the kind of discomfort that made her feel like she was about to die.
She pursed her lips and stared at him with her dark eyes. âI never said I wanted the Ji family.â
Ji Lingfeng did not look at her. âItâs not just for you.â
He avoided the girlâs eyes and suppressed the pain in his lungs as he said in a dignified and cold voice, âMy body canât last longâ¦â
âThen go see a doctor!â Qiao Nian disliked the meaningless conversation and interrupted him. She met Ji Lingfengâs surprised gaze and said coldly, âSince youâre not feeling well, go to the hospital. Treat your illness however you want. Rest when you need to.
âWill you be able to live longer if you give me the Ji family?
âIâm not a god. Even if you give me the Ji family, I canât make you live for a few more years. Besides, I donât want the Ji family! I grew up in Rao City. What does the Ji family have to do with me?â
Ji Lingfeng was silent for a moment. âI know my body well.â
Furious, Qiao Nian stood up and pushed her chair away. âAlright!â
She couldnât care less if he didnât want to live anymore!
Could she save someone who didnât want to live?