Chapter 18: Just Handing Over Seven Hundred Million?

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Fu Ningli was very insistent. "No, my treatment isn’t finished yet. You can’t be hurt."

Oh.

So that was the reason.

Chi Mu lay back down with a hint of disappointment.

Then,

She saw Uncle Zhang get up from the blue folding bed beside the hospital bed and help Fu Ningli onto the bed.

Chi Mu sighed deeply.

Uncle Zhang really has it tough.

...

The next day.

Song Yuan came to the hospital to pick up Fu Ningli.

Coincidentally, Ji Yuanjing had worked overtime until dawn and slept in the office. Upon learning Chi Mu was at the hospital, he decided to pick her up and take her to the Ji family.

Two cars met in the hospital parking lot.

Ji Yuanjing leaned against the hood of his car with one hand in his pocket.

On the hood, a three-dimensional little golden figure shimmered with tiny glimmers of light.

He saw Chi Mu pushing a man slowly walking toward them, his cold eyes narrowing slightly as he stepped forward to greet them.

"Chi Mu, who is this?"

Ji Yuanjing scrutinized Fu Ningli.

Handsome features, elegant demeanor.

Tsk.

What’s a man doing looking this pretty?

At the same time, Fu Ningli looked up to size him up.

Decent looks, quite clean.

Filled with hostility toward him.

Chi Mu introduced Fu Ningli to Ji Yuanjing. "This is my classmate, Ningli."

Fu Ningli nodded. "President Ji."

As the heir to Ji Corporation, Ji Yuanjing frequently appeared in major financial media and business events, so being recognized was perfectly normal.

But this time,

He inexplicably felt a faint pride.

He nodded slightly and said to Fu Ningli, "I’m a friend of Chi Mu."

In terms of relationships, friends are closer than classmates.

Fu Ningli smiled faintly. "Chi Mu slept well last night. I heard you were coming to pick her up, so I bought an extra breakfast just in case. I hope it suits your taste."

Uncle Zhang handed over the breakfast at just the right moment.

At that moment, a subtle crack appeared in Ji Yuanjing’s proud and coquettish expression.

He glanced at the breakfast but didn’t take it. "Thanks, I’ve already eaten."

Chi Mu walked between Fu Ningli and Ji Yuanjing and suddenly shivered.

There was a draft along the corridor.

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She reached Ji Yuanjing’s car and went to open the rear door, but it wouldn’t budge.

Ji Yuanjing followed, opened the passenger door, and said, "Sit here."

Fu Ningli watched Chi Mu get into the front passenger seat and slowly narrowed his long eyes.

His deep gaze held a touch of amusement.

Song Yuan ate the breakfast Ji Yuanjing had refused and speculated, "Master Ning, does this Ji young master like Miss Chi?"

"Maybe, but Chi Mu has a fiancé. If he’s trying to poach her, it’s unethical."

As he spoke, Uncle Zhang gave Fu Ningli a meaningful look.

Song Yuan, oblivious, chimed in, "Exactly, being the other woman is shameful!"

Fu Ningli looked up at Song Yuan. "Is it shameful?"

Song Yuan, caught in Fu Ningli’s gaze, couldn’t nod or shake his head. A bite of bun nearly stuck in his throat.

As he hurriedly tried to guess his master’s thoughts, Fu Ningli spoke again, "Go to the black market and anonymously send the Seven Glow Lotus to the Divine Healer’s Institute."

Song Yuan, who had just swallowed the bun with difficulty, nearly coughed it out. "Seven Glow Lotus? You want to give it to the Divine Healer’s Institute? Didn’t you think they were frauds?"

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, but the Seven Glow Lotus cost you seven hundred million yuan at auction. You’re just giving it away?"

Fu Ningli looked in the direction Ji Yuanjing’s car was driving and patiently answered Song Yuan, "The Divine Healer’s Institute belongs to Chi Mu. She needs the Seven Glow Lotus, and since my leg is healed, I no longer need it."

Song Yuan took a few seconds to process this, then asked in confusion, "If that’s the case, why not give it directly to her?"

"Seven hundred million isn’t a small amount. I don’t want her to feel indebted to me."

Song Yuan partly understood.

But since Fu Ningli had decided, Song Yuan would just carry out the orders.

...

Ji Yuanjing’s driving was steady, unlike Ji Yu’s.

Chi Mu sat silently in the passenger seat, as still as a puppet.

Ji Yuanjing glanced at her and broke the silence, "Ji Yu is very naive. I hope you end things completely with Chen Yao before you start dating him."

"?"

Chi Mu turned around, bewildered. "You mean me dating Ji Yu?"

"You haven’t gotten that far?"

"You misunderstood. I think of him as a little brother."

"Oh."

Ji Yuanjing was fishing for information.

After getting his answer, the smile in his eyes grew rich and vivid.

His lips involuntarily curled upward.

Chi Mu squinted, puzzled. "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Yuanjing, fearing Chi Mu would see through him, added a hint of mockery to his smile. "With a little brother like Ji Yu, it’s the first time someone’s competing with me for him. I find it amusing."

"I’m not competing with you. Your brother is still your brother. There’s just me as his sister now."

Ji Yuanjing began to ponder her words.

Analyzing the meaning of each word.

The more he thought, the more twisted it became.

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At the Ji residence.

Old Master Ji was brewing tea by the stove. Seeing Chi Mu arrive, he hurriedly invited her to sit.

Ji Yuanjing accompanied them nearby.

"Little Chi, what kind of tea do you like? I have Thousand Island Jade Leaf, Phoenix Dancong, Junshan Silver Needle, and also Tea Yan Yue Se, Gu Ming, and Nayuki’s tea."

Old Master Ji worried that the young lady might not like traditional tea, so he had top milk tea makers from several big brands on hand, letting Chi Mu choose freely.

Chi Mu ordered an Orchid Latte and brewed some Junshan Silver Needle.

Old Master Ji laid out ten photos of girls and smiled, "I called you here today to help me pick a granddaughter-in-law. Choose a few for him to go on blind dates with."

"Which grandson is this for, Old Master Ji?"

"Who else but this one."

Old Master Ji pointed at Ji Yuanjing.

Ji Yuanjing’s face darkened. "I’m not going on blind dates."

"If you won’t, find one and bring her home for me."

"Busy, no time."

"I think you just have no one interested."

"…"

Old Master Ji scolded him, "You only know work every day. You’ve been honest since you were little and never had a girlfriend. If you were like those playboys going to clubs every night, would you need blind dates?"

Ji Yuanjing instinctively wanted to argue but didn’t know what to say.

Chi Mu, having tasted the tea, naturally spoke well of it. "President Ji is a man of integrity. When the right fate comes along, he’ll meet a suitable girl. Matters of love can’t be rushed."

Old Master Ji nodded.

Then, changing the topic, he sighed, "Yuanjing is truly a good boy. If you marry him, he will cherish and care for you in every way. Little Chi, what do you think?"

"I think you’re right."

"You’re the first girl Yuanjing has brought home. Little Chi, will you be my granddaughter-in-law?"

"Cough! Cough, cough!"

Ji Yuanjing choked on his tea, his face reddening.

Chi Mu was dumbfounded.

She never expected the dart Old Master Ji threw at Ji Yuanjing would hit her instead.

She pursed her lips and politely declined, "Old Master Ji, to be honest, I have a fiancé."

Old Master Ji snorted, "I know about your fiancé. He’s good for nothing. Better off without him!"

Chi Mu felt embarrassed.

Chen Yao was indeed selfish and lazy, with no redeeming qualities.

She glanced toward Ji Yuanjing and decided to throw the dart back, "You should ask President Ji’s opinion. He doesn’t like women—"

"I like her."

Ji Yuanjing defended himself.