novelraw Chapter 948: Torturing the Ji Family! The Same Temper (2)
Chapter 948: Torturing the Ji Family! The Same Temper (2)
Chapter 948: Torturing the Ji Family! The Same Temper (2)
“The consent form was for both body donation and severing ties,” the deputy unfolded the consent form again, seemingly with a sigh. “How could you, Mr. Ji, not have carefully read such an important clause?”
Ji Longtai felt a wave of dizziness and could barely stand. “You... you tricked us!”
These words caused JIANG Shuihan’s expression to turn cold, and his smile vanished. “As far as I know, Miss Qingyao was abandoned by both of you to the Thousand Army Alliance since childhood. You have not shown her any parental love. It seems that having one daughter is enough for you two. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave.”
Without giving Ji Longtai a chance to respond, JIANG Shuihan left with his team members.
The door slammed shut with a “bang.”
Although it was already late spring, the living room of the Ji family felt as cold as an ice cellar.
“Longtai, about the Thousand Army Alliance...” Mrs. Ji’s lips trembled, never expecting things to turn out this way.
Ji Longtai didn’t respond. He was trying to call Ji Qingyao, but after several attempts, he couldn’t get through.
With a loud “smack,” he threw his phone away, his expression extremely grim.
Ji Qingyao’s severed ties with the Ji family were of no concern to Ji Longtai. What he cared about was the relationship between the Ji family and the Thousand Army Alliance.
Originally, sending Ji Qingyao to the Thousand Army Alliance was meant to secure a strong backing, but now they had lost that support and even made an enemy.
What to do?
Ji Longtai was filled with regret, his remorse forming a river within him.
But he knew it was too late to turn back.
Why didn’t he read that consent form carefully before signing it?
Ji Qingwei, observing Ji Longtai’s changing expressions, tightened her grip. “Dad, Mom, don’t be sad. I will work hard.”
Mrs. Ji forced a smile, but the emotion of regret was growing wildly in her heart. She didn’t utter any words of praise for Ji Qingwei, completely ignoring her.
In Abyss Mode, the game time and real-time ratio was 100:1.
After spending ten days with the Master of Ghost Valley, she emerged from the game pod, and only six hours had passed in reality.
In Yaonian, seeing her safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief. “So soon? How was it, Qingqing?”
“All good now,” Si Fuqing wiggled her hand. “Completely recovered. Don’t worry, uncle. Winning the competition will be easy.”
“That’s great to hear,” In Yaonian smiled with relief. “Miss Yue said your manager called. She probably has something important to discuss.”
Si Fuqing nodded. “Alright, I’ll call her back.”
She went to the living room and took the phone from Yuejian. “Hello, Sister Sang.”
“How’s your hand?” Sang Yanqing asked anxiously. “The doctor said you shouldn’t touch games for a while. We should take a break to avoid worsening the injury.”
“My hand is fine now,” Si Fuqing replied. “It’s just a game, not piloting a bomber.”
Sang Yanqing was silent for a moment. “... After a few days, are you already piloting a bomber?”
Si Fuqing said calmly, “I’m waiting for Brother Nine to buy me one.”
“Alright then, just retweet the OPL season-opening promotion on Weibo,” Sang Yanqing trusted her. “I’ll pick you up for the flight tomorrow morning.”
Si Fuqing retweeted the promotional Weibo post and added a cheering emoji.
[Is my dear Qingqing’s hand okay? I’m so worried.]
[It’s alright if you lose, wife, you’re the best anyway!]
[I’ve already got my ticket for the live event. Betting on a championship, no objections, right?]
[Championship, really? The Western Deities team is the absolute world number one, no dark horse can compare.]
[Why is Si Fuqing being so reckless? With a fractured hand, how can she play games? If the Five States team loses, it will be a disgrace to Great Xia internationally.]