Her voice paused briefly, then she raised an eyebrow, "What? You being with your adopted nephew's wife infuriated the old man to death, and you still have the face to ask for the company?"
Upon hearing Ji Ming Yue's words, Ji Chicheng's suppressed hands clenched into fists.
He turned his head, looking coldly at Ji Jingfeng, "J.C's surname is Ji."
Then he strided forward, his steps heavy toward the J.C entrance.
He thought, given Ji Ming Yue's current attitude, even if he exposed Ji Jingfeng's identity, she would not believe him.
She would think he was spreading rumors just to wrest control of the company.
Moreover, Ji Anning was now a public figure. If their identities were revealed, public opinion would surely crush Ji Anning and Fenfen.
By then, Fenfen's life would be disrupted, something he could not control.
...
"Young Master, the lady of the house is still making a racket—it's too loud. Should we let her out?"
