He Lin knew that he also relied on Qiao Nian's help behind the scenes this time, so he hesitated and said, "Patriarch, you should actually have a good talk with Miss Qiao."
Ji Lingfeng said nothing, neither agreeing nor objecting.
He Lin plucked up his courage and continued, "You did it to protect her... but you didn't really want to break up with her or disown her."
The Ji family was a mess for the previous generation.
People outside don't know about the grudges of the previous generation, so they think the patriarch is not good to Miss Qiao.
In fact, he has been with the patriarch for so many years and knows that the truth is not what is said outside.
Moreover, he saw that Miss Qiao was willing to help this time, probably because she realized that the clan leader was not as indifferent to her as he appeared to be.
Otherwise, the fact that the clan leader wanted to hand over the Ji family to Miss Qiao would not be enough to impress that person to help.
"Patriarch, you can really take this opportunity to explain things to Miss Qiao..."
"okay."
Ji Lingfeng waved his hands, looking exhausted and seemingly not wanting to continue the discussion.
"Go and keep an eye on the Juyi Hall, and call all the remaining elders here as soon as possible."
"...Yes." He Lin secretly observed him: "Patriarch, do you want to...?"
Ji Lingfeng's eyes don't look much like Qiao Nian's. They are softer, probably more like his mother's, and don't have the provocative shape of Qiao Nian.
However, Ji Lingfeng still has half Ji Wushun's blood in his body, and his eyes are very similar to Qiao Nian's, both of them are calm and decisive and it is difficult to shake them after making a decision.
"She sent all the people here. If I don't use this opportunity to teach them a lesson, it would be a waste of her kindness."
He Lin opened his mouth and thought to himself, 'Since you know what Miss Qiao feels, why can't you just sit down and talk to her instead of being so stubborn?'
However, when he saw Ji Lingfeng pick up the documents on the table, look serious, and start working, he quietly left. Forget it, the clan leader and Miss Qiao will talk it out one day.
**
Outside.
After Mo Dong handed the person over to He Lin as instructed by Qiao Nian, he returned to the intersection across the street where a green jeep was parked.
He walked to the passenger window, looked at the girl sitting in the half-open window, and said softly: "...Miss Qiao, I have handed the person over to them."
The girl was playing with a silver lighter in her hand.
Mo Dong was standing in a position where he could clearly see the lighter moving between her fingers. It was a very old lighter. Apart from being made of silver, the edges of the lighter showed signs of wear.
However, Qiao Nian seemed to like this lighter very much and would take it out to play with it from time to time.
Mo Dong's eyes paused on the lighter for just a second before moving away. After thinking for a while, he continued, "Why didn't you tell Emperor Ji that you were the one helping him this time?"
This is the first time in such a long time that Mo Dong has gone on a mission with Qiao Nian.
He's not bragging.
He had a real eye-opener at the Bayfront.
Qiao Nian did not bring many people this time. A few short-sighted people from Yaomen even complained privately that they were being made to work hard again.
The results of it
Miss Qiao silently cut off the signal of the Bay Terminal for several hours with the efforts of more than one person, and those high-tech weapons were poured out like crazy.
Mo Dong still remembers the girl sitting in front of the computer, her hair on her forehead blown up by the wind, her dark eyes looking towards the sea level, her legs crossed, and asking him if he wanted the laser gun.
The tone was like asking him if he wanted a candy.
(End of this chapter)