Inside the Ji residence, Ji Ru sat at the head seat, while Ji He and Ji Qiu were situated at the two sides of the hall. Ji Linglong, although she was the third generation of the Ji family, was a representative of the head of the family and sat together with Ji He and the rest. She lowered her head and reached out to pet her well-behaved Little Snow.
"It's about time. Fengyan will probably return soon." Ji Ru slowly raised his head and gazed at the entrance of the hall.
Out of fear, Ji He dared not say a single word but just nodded and smiled.
Ji Qiu looked grave. He had been in a depression since Ji Ru had publicly taken over his status as head of the family. Although no one dared to defy him in the slightest even now, still… his ascension towards the top seat of the Ji family had been brutally cut off.
