My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

In the upscale residential district of Hanlin.

In a large, finely decorated luxury apartment, Ji Baijian stood in front of a large French window in the dressing room. He took off the casual shirt he was wearing and was about to try on the white shirt when he suddenly stopped. “Never mind. Bring me a black suit later.”

Ji Baixin, who was holding a perfectly-tailored gray suit and a formal white shirt, frowned slightly, “I’m not your personal stylist, brother. How many times do you want me to run errands for you in a day? I’m pretty famous in the fashion industry, I’ll have you know. I’m not someone you can just order around.”

Ji Baijian did not reply. He slowly and methodically put the casual shirt he had taken off back on.

Ji Baixin rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction and muttered,”You take a single call and you change your mind. Can you please not be so indecisive?”

Ji Baijian remained silent.

Ji Baixin hugged the gray suit tightly and turned around to leave, but then, she suddenly turned back and asked, “Why do you have so many bite marks on your body? Who did it?”

Ji Baijian’s hand that was buttoning his shirt paused momentarily. “A dog,” he answered indifferently.

“Song Zhizhi?”Ji Baixin’s lips curled into a grin.

She had not forgotten seeing Song Zhizhi with her clothes in disarray in her brother’s private residence that morning when she went to deliver the clothes to him.

It must be known that, besides herself when she delivered clothes here, few could come to this place. It was not a place her brother was willing to open up to other people.

“You said it, not me,” Ji Baijian answered calmly, but for an instant, Ji Baixin clearly saw the corners of his mouth rise a little.

Ji Baixin could not help teasing, “Is my brother starting to understand love?”

“How come you’re so free today?”Ji Baijian looked at Ji Baixin through the reflection in the window and asked.

Ji Baixin rolled her eyes. This elder brother of hers had always been very mature ever since they were young. Even though he was only 2 years older than her, it felt like he was 2 generations older. Ji Baixin walked away with the clothes.

The moment she opened the front door and walked out, Ji Baixin almost collided with the person trying to come in at the same time.

Fortunately, she managed to maintain her balance. She took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of her.

The man had a teasing look on his face, “Are you trying to run into my embrace, Miss Ji?”

Ji Baixin stared at Yin Qin with indifference, “Please give way.”

“Hey, is this how you treat your fiancé?” Yin Qin raised his eyebrows.

Ji Baixin pursed her lips and stared right at him.

Yin Qin shrugged. “Fine. A gentleman shall not argue with a lady. After you.”

Yin Qin backed off.

Ji Baixin left with the clothes in her arms.

Yin Qin gave Ji Baixin’s back a glance before turning around to walk into Ji Baijian’s house.

Ji Baijian was already dressed and had come out of the dressing room. He asked

Yin Qin expressionlessly, “Did you run into my sister?”

“Yup. She’s as cold as always,” Yin Qin nonchalantly sat on Ji Baijian’s sofa.

Ji Baijian did not inquire further. He changed the topic instead, “How’s the situation with your family right now?”

“Wei Cheng is keeping a close eye on me, eager to catch any mistake I make and make me lose my right of succession,” said Yin Qin, ” Well, of course he’d be resentful. He’s been working hard for the company for so many years, but I hijacked his position the moment I came back.”

“Be on guard. Don’t get careless,” Ji Baijian reminded Yin Qin.

“I know,” Yin Qin nodded. He then asked, “You still don’t plan to start work at your family’s company yet?”

“There’s no rush, “Ji Baijian lit a cigarette and smoked it leisurely.

Yin Qin did not inquire further. He instead asked, “What’s the deal with you and

Song Zhizhi? Are you guys for real?” Ji Baijian exhaled the smoke, “Why not?” “Song Zhizhi has changed so much.” “Yes, she has.”

“You don’t suspect anything?”

“I’m taking my time,” Ji Baijian said nonchalantly, “If there’s anything there, sooner or later a crack will appear.”

“This isn’t like you, Baijian,” Yin Qin laughed, “Someone as cunning and cautious as you would never have kept a ticking time bomb like her close to you before. You would never have let stay by your side without checking her ancestry and finding out everything there is to know about her.” Ji Baijian pursed his lips,”What are you trying to say?”

“Nothing. Just making small talks. You can do whatever you like.”

Like? He wouldn’t go that far.

It’s just that…

The corners of Ji Baijian’s mouth curled up ever so slightly that it was barely perceptible.

The Song residence.

After lunch, Nie Wenzhi helped Qin Ciling back to her room to rest. Song Shan generally would not come home for lunch. He did call to inform them that everything had been arranged. The press conference would be held tomorrow morning. He asked them to prepare accordingly.

Song Zhizhi watched TV in the living room. Nie Xiaofei sat in the living room for a while, but probably because she did not know what to say to Song Zhizhi, she soon went upstairs.

The servants were cleaning the house. After contemplating for a while, Song Zhizhi called out, “Aunt Zhu.”

“Yes, Miss?” Aunt Zhu respectfully came forth.

“Who usually cleans my bedroom?” asked Song Zhizhi.

Aunt Zhu immediately replied, “I always have Xiaochun do it. Did she not clean properly? I’ll call for Xiaochun right away to tell her off!”

“Well, there are some things that she can do better. Tell her to come look for me in the room later. I’ll talk to her,” Song Zhizhi said solemnly.

“Yes, Miss.”

Song Zhizhi got up and went back to her room.

After Song Zhizhi had disappeared from sight, Aunt Zhu quickly dashed to Nie Wenzhi’s room and knocked on the door.

When Nie Wenzhi saw that it was Aunt Zhu, she looked around before saying, “Come in.”

Aunt Zhu followed her inside.

Nie Wenzhi asked, “What did Song Zhizhi ask you to do?”

“The eldest young miss said her room wasn’t cleaned well and asked me to tell Xiaochun to look for her in her room,” Aunt Zhu reported.

“Anything else?” Nie Wenzhi asked.

“No, that’s all.”

Nie Wenzhi nodded, “Tell Xiaochun to go find her. Report back to me after you’ve asked Xiaochun what Song Zhizhi wants from her.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Aunt Zhu quickly answered.

“Go,” Nie Wenzhi dismissed her with a wave.

Aunt Zhu left respectfully.

Nie Wenzhi’s gaze turned sharp. It was not that difficult for her to monitor Song Zhizhi’s every move in this home.. She refused to believe that, having patient prepared for so many years, she would still be no match for a mere Song Zhizhi!