Mentioning her own feet, Ji Ming Yue sadly cast down her eyelids, having little confidence that she would stand again.
She patted Ji Jingfeng's hand, not continuing the topic, "It's good that you feel this way, go ahead with your work."
Ji Jingfeng nodded, "Okay, today I've also asked Qia Qi to keep you company."
After he had spoken, he stood up and instructed a servant who was passing by, "Take good care of my cousin at home, listen to her attentively, she must not be left alone at any moment."
The servant hurriedly nodded, "Understood, Young Master Jingfeng."
Only then did Ji Jingfeng step toward the doorway, Ji Ming Yue watching his tall figure depart, a look of relief in her eyes.
In her heart, Ji Jingfeng was now her, and the Ji Family's, only hope.
Once in the car, Ji Jingfeng looked at the fountain that was spraying water, his lips curling sinisterly.
He reached out, picked up his phone, dialed a number, then put it to his ear.
