Upon hearing that Gu Peilan wished to speak with her, Ji Ziyan, who still remembered Gu Peilan’s unauthorized use of the manor’s silver to secretly purchase fireworks, went to meet her, ledger in hand.
However, upon entering the main courtyard, Ji Ziyan did not see Gu Peilan.
In the main hall, Ji Zongyou lay naked on a couch, surrounded by young maids attending to him.
While the maids appeared to be wiping his body with wet cloths to cool him down, their restless hands were provocatively touching him.
It was a pity that Ji Zongyou had the desire, but none of the strength.
Especially when he thought of certain things, he felt a fire burning in his abdomen.
It burned so intensely that even breathing pained him greatly.
The inexplicable pain and helplessness made Ji Zongyou extremely agitated. He grabbed a maid by him and pressed her in front of him.
Before Ji Ziyan could enter, she heard uncomfortable sounds.
As her feet crossed the threshold, the scene inside the room made her want to vomit.
How dare this shameless wretch be so audacious?!
Upon seeing Ji Ziyan enter, Ji Zongyou showed no shame. Instead, he trembled with excitement at the sight of her face, but alas, his lower abdomen ached too much.
The more he thought, the more his lower abdomen hurt.
Seeing this, Ji Ziyan turned to leave directly.
Remembering his mother’s instructions, Ji Zongyou endured the pain and spoke, “Why is Third Sister in such a hurry to leave? I heard Third Sister has also been married. What are you pretending to be shy about now?”
Ji Ziyan stopped, her back to Ji Zongyou, and asked a servant outside the door, “Where is the new First Madam?”
She couldn’t be bothered to engage with such a degenerate.
Ji Zongyou lewdly appraised Ji Ziyan’s straight back and spoke proactively, “Mother said she has matters to attend to and will be here shortly.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Ziyan moved to leave again.
“Third Sister, you’ve been under a man before, who are you putting on such a chaste act for? I heard you were kicked out by your husband’s family. What’s the matter? Don’t tell me you’re too rigid. After all, men like women who are alluring in bed.”
Such vulgar words were difficult for a stranger to utter,
let alone a brother to his sister.
The servants in the main courtyard dared not speak, for these words were truly too much.
The hand holding the ledger turned pale, the veins on her fair back bulging.
If her second sister or fourth sister were standing here now, they would have likely killed this shameless wretch already.
Ji Ziyan lacked Ji Zixiu’s decisiveness and Ji Zibi’s straightforwardness.
However, she possessed a composure that neither Ji Zixiu nor Ji Zibi had.
If the new First Madam truly had urgent matters, why would she be inexplicably late?
Considering Ji Zongyou’s constant stream of vulgarities since she entered, it seemed too deliberate.
Having experienced life with her husband’s family for several years, Ji Ziyan quickly understood the underlying motive.
Ji Ziyan turned around, her expression clear, and looked at Ji Zongyou, “Grandmother is ill, and yet you resort to such methods to evade caring for her! Since ancient times, daughters-in-law have attended to the sick. If a man is unmarried, he must personally care for the sick! This is your duty as a male member of the family, yet you shirk it repeatedly! A shameless scoundrel like you does not deserve to be a member of our Ji family!”
Ji Zongyou was momentarily stunned that Ji Ziyan had easily seen through his mother’s plan.
However, his eyes soon became clouded with the rage of unfulfilled intentions.
“You vile slut! I didn’t expect you to be so clever! I know you all look down on me, but I am the only male descendant of the Ji family! I haven’t even disdained you for being a used-up piece of trash, so what right do you have to disdain me!” Ji Zongyou’s eyes turned red, and his furious curses echoed through the hall.
Ji Ziyan’s clenched fists trembled violently, a murderous aura blazing in her eyes.
If her inner calm had not constantly cautioned her, her fist would have already landed on Ji Zongyou’s face.
Seeing Ji Ziyan standing still, Ji Zongyou became even more furious.
He hadn’t expected this bitch to be so stubborn and actually endure it!
His mother had told him that if he missed this opportunity, he didn’t know how much longer he would be stuck in the main courtyard.
Unwilling to miss his chance, Ji Zongyou’s eyes darted around. He suddenly cried out towards the inner room, “Grandmother, please witness this! Someone is hitting me! I merely spoke a few truths, and Third Sister is resorting to violence! If you don’t come out soon, Grandmother, I fear I will be beaten to death!”
Ji Zongyou knew very well that his grandmother would absolutely not come out on her own. Thus, to make the pretense convincing, he deliberately threw himself off the couch, producing a loud thud.
Ji Ziyan stared in disbelief at Ji Zongyou, who was speaking to himself and staging the scene, her expression astonished.
How could a living person be so shameless!
Seeing Ji Ziyan’s furious eyes, Ji Zongyou continued to wail, “Grandmother, Third Sister is truly beating me to death! Grandmother, you cannot abandon your grandson! If I die, Grandmother will have no grandson left! The Ji family will have no heir!”
Ji Ziyan closed her eyes, suppressing the murderous intent in her eyes.
If she continued to watch, she feared she would lose control.
The old lady in the inner room had indeed heard the commotion in the main hall earlier.
In fact, she had heard everything that had been happening in the main hall during this time.
Ji Zongyou claimed to be there to attend to her illness, but at first, he only visited her once a day. Later, he simply used the excuse of his own immobility to laze around on the couch in the main hall, living off others.
She had also clearly heard the sordid affairs between Ji Zongyou and the manor’s maids.
It was said that even the most devoted children eventually lose patience with the chronically ill. Faced with such a cold grandson, the old lady was naturally heartbroken.
Otherwise, she would not have completely ignored Ji Zongyou’s pleas of discomfort on several occasions.
However, knowing that Ji Zongyou was feigning illness was one thing; hearing that he was being beaten was another.
After all, he was her grandson, whom she had doted on as he grew up. How could the old lady not be distressed?
The old lady could now speak, albeit with great effort. She struggled to open her mouth and, after a long pause, stammered, “I, I am, fine, I, don’t, need…”
Hearing her grandmother’s voice from the inner room, Ji Ziyan’s hand gripping the ledger tightened to its limit.
Once the grandmother had spoken, even Eldest Sister could not refute her.
Ji Zongyou, lying on the ground, felt a surge of elation.
It was done!
He could finally leave this place!
Ji Zongyou stared at Ji Ziyan not far away, his triumphant spirit evident in his eyes.
If he were not waiting for the old lady to finish speaking, he would have certainly burst into loud laughter.
Ji Ziyan trembled with rage, wishing she could tear Ji Zongyou apart.
“Your servant, this servant greets the Eldest Miss.”
From the courtyard, the voices of the main courtyard servants greeting Ji Zizhao suddenly rang out.