"Miss..." He Lin blurted out, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He reflexively raised his head to peek at Ji Lingfeng's expression.
Ji Lingfeng seemed not to have heard his words, and there was no emotion on his face.
He Lin seemed to understand something, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly lowered his head and continued, "Miss Qiao has been staying in the institute these days, leaving early and returning late. I don't know what she is doing, but she seems to be looking up information."
The First Research Institute is Feng Yu’s territory.
Feng Yu hates it most when others stretch their hands too far.
The major forces in the Independent Continent are wary of him, so they have restrained themselves in this regard over the years, and everyone has limited eyes and ears in the First Institute.
He Lin only knew that Qiao Nian had been hanging out in the archives room of the First Research Institute recently, going there early every day and leaving very late.
Ji Lingfeng leaned back in the chair, lowered his head and smiled, then said to He Lin: "Go find Ji Ziyin."
He Lin raised his head quickly.
Three days ago, Ji Lingfeng called Ji Zinyin back and then put her under house arrest in a swift and decisive manner.
Many people in the Ji family have recently placed their hopes on Ji Zinyin. This group of people has been making a lot of noise lately and they all want to meet Ji Lingfeng.
Ji Lingfeng was particularly strong this time and didn't see anyone at all!
Ji Hongyuan had come out to look for He Lin several times, but Ji Lingfeng just refused to see him, which made Ji Hongyuan very embarrassed.
"Chief, do you have something to do with Miss Ji?" He Lin didn't dare to ask more, he just looked at her and asked.
Ji Lingfeng said calmly: "Tell her that my patience is limited. She'd better hand over what I want, otherwise... don't blame me for not giving her face."
He Lin's heart was pounding, and he vaguely felt that Ji Zinyin seemed to have inadvertently touched the clan leader's sore spot.
He didn't dare to look up, and lowered his head: "I'll do it right away."
"Go ahead."
Ji Lingfeng raised his hand, seemed very tired, and waved him to go out.
He Lin raised his head quickly and looked back before leaving. The weather in Independence Island in March has warmed up, and the sun is shining brightly outside, with warm sunlight shining in through the French windows.
Ji Lingfeng was tall and slender. He reached out to open the drawer, took out a yellowed old photo, and lowered his eyes.
He was as powerful as ever.
He Lin didn't know why, but he saw a hint of sadness in him.
This feeling is really hell!
He Lin didn't dare to look anymore, he lowered his head quickly, went out quickly, and closed the door behind him.
*
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
Ji Zinyin met He Lin at her residence. He Lin conveyed Ji Lingfeng's original words to her word for word and prepared to leave.
Ji Zinyin sent him away expressionlessly.
It was not until she closed the door that she returned to her room with a distorted expression of resentment and threw all the cosmetics on the dressing table to the ground.
After Ji Zinyin had vented her anger, the room was in a mess and there was no place to step.
She opened the door with a gloomy face and said to the servants who were looking up from below: "One of you come and help me clean the room."
The old servant had worked for her for more than ten years. Seeing that no one else dared to step forward, she took the initiative to pick up the broom and said, "I'll go up."
Others wished she would bear the low pressure and thanked her with their eyes.
The old servant went upstairs with the cleaning tools.
…
In the bedroom on the second floor.
Ji Zinyin sat in front of the dressing table in her bedroom and took out an old notebook from the drawer.
(End of this chapter)