Xia Shiqi nodded to understand that it is common for families to fight to the death for their own interests.

Ji Tingyu's eyes fell on her face, and his tone was still cold and low, "don't worry about what you shouldn't manage."

Xia Shiqi gave a reply, picked up his glass and took a sip.

Wandering between the tables covered with white tablecloths, Xia seventeen calmly accepted the examination of the people.

Before she came, she was ready. As the leader of Ji family, Ji Tingyu's every move attracted much attention. Then she will certainly become the focus of the whole audience because of him.

Suddenly, the noise around stopped. Xia Shiqi pursed his lips and looked down at the slowly opening door.

Bodyguards in black suits stood respectfully at the door. The crowd in the hall consciously dispersed to both sides, leaving a passage in the middle.

An old man came in with slow steps. He looked very dignified in beige Chinese style long sleeves and dark trousers.

Xia seventeen only felt that the huge hall was filled with an unusual atmosphere. Looking at the old man, she frowned slightly.

"My grandfather, the founder of the lonely family industry."

Jizong! The name jumped out.

In addition to mentioning it seven nights ago, she still remembers that Lao Xia often mentioned the name before, and every time she said it, her admiration was always on the table.

He seemed to be aware of something. Jizong looked at it with vigilance, but found a little girl who was only about 20 years old staring at him, and standing next to him was his eldest grandson.

Waving back the people behind him, Ji Zong walked towards Ji Tingyu.

"Grandpa."

The voice is always cold, but a little softer.

"Here we are."

Ji Zong nodded and then looked at Xia seventeen carefully.

"Grandpa, she is your future granddaughter-in-law."

Ji Tingyu pulls Xia Shiqi in front of him and introduces him.

Xia seventeen drew a light smile and looked at the old man in front of him, "Hello Grandpa, my name is Xia seventeen."

Ji Zong was relieved by this grandpa's cry, and his generous palm patted Ji Tingyu's shoulder again.

"Yes, yes, I finally brought people to me."

Then, without waiting for Ji Tingyu to speak, he looked directly at Xia seventeen. His voice was gentle, which was different from the fierce on his face.

"How old are you this year? Where are you from?"

Xia Shiqi was stunned. She originally thought that according to the normal routine, people at the level of Jizong should ask her whether they deliberately approached Jiting Yu or something.

She smiled, glanced at the man who had never expressed any expression next to her, and replied, "eighteen years old, night city man."

"Oh, eighteen." Ji Zong frowned slightly, and there was a look of silk exploration in his turbid eyes.

Eighteen years old... Ting Yu told him that his girlfriend was abroad two years ago. If so, she was only 16 at that time. This smelly boy even hooked up with a minor girl!

Ji Tingyu looked at the expression on the old man's face and held Xia seventeen's waist.

"Grandpa, I haven't seen any other uncles yet. I'll take her to say hello."

He opened his mouth lightly without the slightest hesitation and tension.

Watching his grandson protect his girlfriend so much, Jizong had a smile on his face. Now he wants to have a great grandson. It doesn't matter whether he is a little girl or not.

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