Ji Tingshen had long been dissatisfied with Ji Hongen's attitude towards Qu Shiyi, and he was even more close than his biological daughter.

If Qu Shiyi hadn't wanted to be his daughter-in-law, she would have really become the lady of the Ji family.

He clearly heard Ji Ning'er's crying and rushed over, but he never asked about Ning'er's condition. He felt so distressed when he saw Qu Shiyi lying on the ground.

The servant trembled and helped Qu Shiyi sit down on the stone bench and quickly retreated aside.

Qu Shiyi's right knee rubbed a large piece of skin off the ground, and it was bloody and looked very scary.

"What's going on?" Ji Hongen felt distressed and forgot Ning'er's cry just now.

Qu Shiyi quickly said with tears in her eyes: "I accidentally fell down. Uncle, don't be angry, it's all my fault."

Ji Ting's deep eyes became deeper.

He really didn't know that Qu Shiyi was still a performer before.

He is a big man and is so busy at work, so he really doesn't have time to pay attention to whether a woman can act.

If it weren't for Ning'er today, he might not have noticed these details.

It turns out that this woman won the old man's sympathy?

When Ji Hongen heard her say this, he naturally understood that this was not what Qu Shiyi had fallen.

He couldn't help but say angrily: "What kind of thing did Shi Yi do that makes you angry and even take action?"

"She pinched Ning'er." Ji Ting looked at Ji Hongen coldly: "She pinched Ning'er and cried."

Ji Hongen's expression stagnated.

Ji Ting stared at him coldly to see what he was going to say.

The look of disdain was a direct provocation of a son to his father.

Ji Hongen is both proud of this son and afraid.

He is a person with no ability, and Ji Tingshen was raised by his grandfather.

Grandpa knew that Ji Hongen and Ji Hongze were both useless people, so he handed over Ji to his grandson directly before his death.

At that time, Ji Tingshen was not yet a long time since he was an adult.

After years of hard work, Ji Hongen became more and more afraid of this son.

But he was still fearless, relying on his being Ji Tingshen's biological father.

"It must be Ning'er's naughty." Ji Hongen scolded with a calm face: "You are just too spoiling Ning'er, spoiling her to the point of lawlessness and lying all over the place."

Ji Tingshen's pupils shrank: "You said Ning'er was lying?"

Ji Hongen pointed at Qu Shiyi's leg: "Look at Shi Yi's bleeding so much, why don't you ask someone to call a doctor?"

Ji Tingshen's face was full of disappointment.

"I'll ask you again, do you say Ning'er is lying. Is there any evidence?"

Ji Hongen saw that Qu Shiyi's face turned pale in pain, and he felt so distressed that he thrust.

He said irritably: "What evidence does she need for lying a fool? Come on, call the doctor quickly. Are you all dead?"

Ji Tingshen stood here, he didn't say anything, and no one dared to call a doctor.

Ji Hongen felt embarrassed.

Ji Tingshen's face was covered in frost.

"Ning'er is your biological daughter. Even outsiders praise her for being beautiful and cute when they see her. As a father, you say she is a fool?"

He stared at Ji Hongen coldly:

"When I put her in the old house, she always caught a cold and got sick every now and then. I'm asking you now, are you taking good care of her?"

Ji Hongen's authority was ignored, embarrassed and angry:

"There are so many people in this old house, how can I take care of her? Do I take shit and urine like when I was a child?"

Ji Tingshen's face became calmer, but anyone who knew him knew that it was about to storm.

He walked to the stone table and took out a recorder from Ling'er's painting tools.

"You said Ning'er was lying?"

Ji Tingshen looked straight into Ji Hongen's eyes: "I will let you know who is lying now!"

Qu Shiyi's face suddenly changed, and she was shocked when she looked at the recording pen in Ji Tingshen's hand.
Chapter completed!