My Perfect Female CEO

Chapter 682 Ji Family’s Killing Intent

Ji Haoran and Ji Shaoyang, this father and son sat together, their expressions anxious.Ji Tian is dead. Both his grandfather Ji Haoran and his father Ji Shaoyang haven’t received news of his death, but the son is missing, which is not good news. Naturally, the two are extremely worried.

Although Ji Tian has already become a cripple, angering both father and son to the extreme, the Ji Family has only one son to carry on the line. If they want branches and leaves to flourish, Ji Shaoyang must work harder for the Ji family’s lineage. Because Ji Haoran is old and this old tree cannot bear flowers anymore.

But no matter what, Ji Tian cannot meet with harm. Anyone who dares to harm Ji Tian is slapping the face of the Ji Family, which is intolerable.

"How long has it been since you’ve contacted anyone?" Ji Haoran asked, his expression unable to hide his worry.

"It’s been three days, completely untraceable. Not even the slightest news can be obtained, as if he has evaporated from the human world," Ji Shaoyang said with a solemn face, frustrated: "Father, you know it well, this son rarely contacts me, and with my busy work, it has always been the Military Advisor who reports the situation to me. Now, not only has my son disappeared, but the Military Advisor is also missing. I found that a few bodyguards around him have also all disappeared."

Ji Haoran’s work is even busier than Ji Shaoyang’s, so he lacks discipline over Ji Tian, but his doting affection for Ji Tian is very deep.

No matter what Ji Tian needs, the Ji family is behind him. Even if it means robbing or doing unlawful things, it’s not out of the question. For Ji Tian’s safety, father and son has meticulously arranged quite a few bodyguards.

Ji Haoran has no room to blame Ji Shaoyang for not educating his son; on this point, he also bears responsibility.

"It seems something has indeed happened, most likely he has been murdered." Ji Haoran spoke with a trace of murderous intent.

This is not difficult to guess. Ji Tian and the Military Advisor, along with several bodyguards, have all disappeared. This is too unusual; it’s clearly a sign of trouble upon first hearing.

"Who would dare make a move against Ji Tian? Even a king wouldn’t have the guts. Do they have a death wish?" Ji Shaoyang restrained the surging killing intent in his heart, though his gaze still shot with intense murderous aura.

"No matter who it is, if Ji Tian is dead, any suspect even remotely connected must die, not one can be spared." Ji Haoran said viciously, then he inquired, "Who has Ji Tian been associating with lately?"

Ji Shaoyang had already discovered some information, specially running to consult with Ji Haoran. As for Ji Tian’s matters, Ji Haoran knew very little, but Ji Shaoyang had still gathered some news.

"He had contact with Sato Miko from Blood Rose, and Yamada Taro from Wanpu Company. I think they are targeting Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao. The underworld is in an uproar lately, and it’s likely that Ji Tian died during this time." Ji Shaoyang spoke solemnly, his entire being enveloped in a cold aura.

"Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao, them again, them again." Ji Haoran bitterly said through gritted teeth, "Ji Tian was made a cripple by Zhao Shiyan; Ye Fan and Chu Mengyao have some responsibility. Now, Ji Tian’s death is also linked to them. It’s unbearable. If not for Professor Zhao and Old Fu’s intervention previously, I would have already struck hard. Now they’re bullying my Ji Family once more. Do they truly think my Ji Family is a sick cat they can suppress and humiliate?"

In his heart, Ji Haoran cursed Ji Tian as an idiot for associating with Blood Rose and Wanpu Company. Wasn’t this the epitome of stupidity?

If this matter is exposed, even for the Ji Family, it could cause quite a bit of trouble.

But now, he genuinely cannot bring himself to blame Ji Tian’s mistakes.

"Father, what should we do now? Ji Tian’s body is nowhere to be found. If Old Fu refuses to admit it, we’re powerless." Ji Shaoyang said with concern.

"The sole seed of my Ji Family cannot die without peace." Ji Haoran said with rising murderous intent, threateningly: "Fu Guoqiang, this time I really want to see what account you will give me."

With these words, Ji Haoran’s phone rang, and upon seeing the caller ID, he sneered openly.

"Speaking of Cao Cao, here comes Cao Cao himself. Fu Guoqiang, it seems you can’t sit still." Ji Haoran sneered, then answered the phone, immediately asking in a forcing manner: "Old Fu, where’s my grandson? Don’t tell me you know nothing about it."

Behind the scenes, Ji Haoran dared to call his name directly. In front of Old Fu, he dared not be too presumptuous.

However, in his tone, the resentment towards Old Fu was still rich.

"Dead." Old Fu uttered simply, revealing the two words.

He knew Ji Tian’s death couldn’t be hidden; sooner or later a statement would be needed for the Ji Family. At this moment, while Ye Fan’s declaration shocked the world, it was an opportune moment to clarify this matter, hoping the Ji Family will be a bit more restrained, avoiding wrong actions that could lead to great losses.

Old Fu had promised Ye Fan not to leak the Terminator’s identity. The fewer who knew about this identity, the better respect for the Terminator. Whether due to keeping promises or preserving secrecy, Old Fu wouldn’t let too many people know.

Once more people learn Ye Fan’s true identity, Ye Fan’s chance for a peaceful life would vanish. If the Terminator identity gets revealed, the underworld knowing would surely trigger a massive earthquake, and the chain reaction it could cause would be unimaginable, certainly terrifying.

What Old Fu has to do now is maintain a close relationship with Ye Fan, avoiding any confrontational stance.

If Ye Fan’s identity comes to light, it should be spread from others’ mouths, but it must not be related to him.

If the Ji Family learns Ye Fan’s true identity, the Ji Family might become restrained. But the Ji Family can’t maintain confidentiality; that’s certain. Thus, even if it means abandoning Ji Family, Old Fu won’t risk telling Ye Fan’s identity.

"Dead!!??"

Ji Haoran and Ji Shaoyang, although they had guessed this result long ago, were still greatly shocked upon hearing it.

"Indeed dead, I’m currently keeping the body. If you want the corpse for proper burial, I can have it sent over." Old Fu said calmly.

"Burial for peace, my ass."

"My grandson died unpeacefully; I demand revenge."

"I demand revenge."

"How did my grandson die?"

"Who killed my grandson?"

"Fu Guoqiang, tell me, who is the murderer?"

Ji Haoran slammed the table, cursing incessantly, filled with murderous intent.