"Yes!" Ji Zichuan was also looking proud. "As long as Xiaojing can successfully win him over, our Ji Family will soar to great heights!"
"Hmph!" Bai Qingqiu gave him a sidelong glance. "Now you see my daughter's value? You treated that bastard like a treasure, but in the end, don't you still rely on my daughter?!"
Ji Zichuan knew she was cursing Ji Mo, his brows furrowed. He wanted to retort but didn't know how to start.
"Hmph!" Bai Qingqiu already stood up. "Let me tell you, let's leave the past behind. From today onwards, stop bringing up that bastard's matters. If you want the two of us, you better not think about legitimizing that bastard!"
A mother's honor rises with her daughter.
With Ji Jing leaning on the big tree that is Chen Ziming, Bai Qingqiu naturally felt even more proud. Ji Zichuan felt somewhat unwilling, yet unable to refute.
By this time, Bai Qingqiu had already swayed into the kitchen to instruct the servants to prepare dinner.
