Ji Qi was terribly frightened, yet he mustered all his courage to plead with Grandpa Ji: "Grandfather, please, don't let them hit father... Otherwise, the servants will mock him, and he won't be able to manage the household."
After listening to him, Elder Ji felt a bit relieved. Although Brother Qi was incompetent in many aspects, his heart wasn't bad, and he obeyed almost everything, rarely defying his grandfather.
But Elder Ji had a domineering temperament and dealt with things decisively. What he hated most was people like Ji Qi, who were slow, soft, and unambitious.
Zhenniang, although bold and unruly, at times resembled him most; daring to strive... Though most of the time she was being irrational, at least she dared to cause a ruckus.
Elder Ji snorted coldly: "Manage the household? With your father like that? If the Ji Family were handed over to him, it wouldn't take years before it declined to the point where none of the family would have a good end!"
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