After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 863: Suppressing the Ji Family, His Majesty the Big Sponsor, Qingqing Makes a Move (1)

Lin Bojian was furious.

Though Lin Jihuan often liked to be rebellious, she was his only precious daughter, and he usually spoiled her.

However, Lin Jihuan enjoyed being independent. She claimed it was to train her self-reliance, and thus, she insisted on attending school in Northern State alone.

Lin Bojian’s attempts to dissuade her were futile, so he could only secretly assign people to protect her.

In his memory, Lin Jihuan had never cried like this before.

Lin Bojian was determined not to show mercy.

Ji Longtai’s expression changed drastically.

He never imagined that the Weibo post he traced would turn out to be from the Lin family’s daughter.

Lin Jihuan, with the surname Lin.

But the Lin surname was too common; Ji Longtai hadn’t thought to associate it with anyone specific.

Who could have predicted that Lin Jihuan was Lin Bojian’s daughter?

The Lin and Ji families didn’t interact much.

Ji Longtai only knew the famous name of Lin Qingchen.

“Bojian, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding,” Ji Longtai said with a forced smile. “I didn’t know she was your daughter, it’s all a mistake!”

“A misunderstanding? Stop pretending! Fine, if it’s a misunderstanding, it seems this kind of thing is common for you,” Lin Bojian sneered. “You dare to come to my daughter. What would you do to those without power or influence? Kill them?”

“Dad, we can’t associate with people like this in the future,” Lin Jihuan said, stepping forward and taking Lin Bojian’s arm. “They bully the weak and fawn over the powerful, just waiting to climb higher and then step on you.”

Ji Longtai was both shocked and furious. He shouted, “Adults are talking. What gives you the right to interrupt? Do you have any manners?”

“Bang!”

Just as he finished speaking, a heavy backpack flew straight at him, knocking Ji Longtai to the ground.

Ji Longtai was caught off guard. The backpack hit him squarely on the forehead, causing his nose to bleed.

Nian Yi’an retracted his hand and put it in his pocket. “My hand slipped.”

Lin Jihuan applauded him. “Wow, you’re amazing! Deskmate, that was quite a slip. But no matter how far you throw it, you still have to do today’s homework.”

Nian Yi’an didn’t know what to say.

Lin Bojian glanced at Nian Yi’an, his expression unreadable as he slightly frowned.

Ji Longtai, humiliated and injured, was escorted away by his men, not gaining anything out of the trip.

Lin Bojian pulled Lin Jihuan over and inspected her from head to toe before lowering his voice. “Jihuan, you’re still in high school. Keep your distance from boys.”

Lin Jihuan was taken aback. “He’s Qingqing’s cousin, an actual one.”

Lin Bojian quickly changed his tone. “Oh, then it’s fine. Help him with his studies and aim to get into Great Xia University together.”

Lin Jihuan looked at him with disdain. “You’re such a hypocrite.”

Lin Bojian wasn’t embarrassed. “Everyone is hypocritical. Of course, Miss Si gets special treatment. Anyway, I have work to do. Call me if you need anything.”

Before leaving, he patted Nian Yi’an on the shoulder. “Young man, you’re strong. When you come to Sijiu, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

“Don’t mind my dad,” Lin Jihuan said, taking out a tissue to wipe Nian Yi’an’s backpack. “He’s always weird.”

“Your dad wanted to kill me earlier,” Nian Yian said after a moment of silence. “Now he seems to want to eat me.”

He hadn’t missed the brief flash of anger in Lin Bojian’s eyes.

Lin Jihuan slung her backpack over her shoulder. “So just ignore him. Let’s go, I’ll treat you to fried skewers.”

Meanwhile.

At the hotel where Glenn was staying.

“Brother Nine, the Ji family still hasn’t apologized to Miss Si,” Feng San quietly entered the room. “It seems they’re planning to ignore it.”

Yu Xiheng, pen in hand, wrote a character on the paper without looking up. “Hmm, make them apologize.”

His voice was as concise and emotionless as ever, but it carried an undeniable authority.

“This concerns Miss Si’s reputation. They must apologize,” Feng San frowned. “Brother Nine, something feels off. The Ji family seems similar to the Zuo family from before. Look at how Zuo Xianyu’s project proposal resembles Miss Si’s style, and now Ji Qingwei’s embroidery designs are identical to Miss Si’s. It’s very strange.”

Miss Si was full of mysteries, but Brother Nine didn’t seem to care.

However, Feng San’s curiosity was overwhelming, like an itch he couldn’t scratch.

“If she needs help, give it to her. Let her know I’m always here,” Yu Xiheng said calmly. “Beyond that, there’s no need to pry. She will tell us if she wants to.”

Feng San nodded thoughtfully, his expression serious as he indicated he understood.

After leaving the room, he added a new note in his romance guide app.