Meeting you in autumn

Just then, before the two mothers could react, Grandma Feng, who was sitting to the side, quickly grabbed a pillow from the side and threw it at Feng Ming aggressively.

He kept muttering to himself, "You little brat, are you asking for trouble again? How dare you bully our lovely Xiaoyu! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

Feng Ming reacted quickly, catching the pillow that was about to hit him. At the same time, he smiled apologetically at his grandmother and said, "Oh dear Grandma, please don't be angry. I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again!"

His humble, fawning manner was so amusing that it was hard not to laugh.

Grandma Feng then gave up and turned to give Guan Yu a look.

Seeing this, Xing Han and the others exchanged helpless smiles.

At this moment, Guan Yu also walked over, went straight to Feng Li's side, and then sat down on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, an elderly man came over and indicated that the meal was ready for them.

Seeing this, Guan Yu and the others also stood up and walked towards the dining table...

The old Jing family residence in Beijing...

"Why did you call me here?" Jing Yi, dressed in black, stared coldly at the person in front of him.

"Xiao Yi, what are you saying? Can't I contact you for no reason?" Jing Shengtian suppressed his anger and spoke to Jing Yi respectfully in a fawning manner.

However, Jing Yi had no interest in the person in front of him and didn't even bother to look at him.

His eyes, filled with disgust, swept over her like sharp swords, before he said with utter disdain, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Having said that, he lifted his foot without hesitation, preparing to leave this place that disgusted him.

Just then, a slightly aged yet powerful voice suddenly came from behind: "Jing Yi!"

Jing Yi, who was about to reach the door, stopped in his tracks upon hearing the sound. His body froze in place, but he did not turn around and kept his gaze fixed straight ahead.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the old man was being helped by Jing Shengtian, walking slowly and unsteadily.

After walking up to Jing Yi, the old man said in a slightly reproachful tone, "Aren't you going to give your grandfather any face?"

Before Jing Yi could respond, he added, "Come and sit down." With that, the old man turned around and walked to the sofa, where he sat down comfortably.

Jing Yi frowned slightly. Although he was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to turn back to the sofa and sit down.

After sitting down, Jing Yi did not restrain his arrogance. Instead, he crossed his legs and placed his hands naturally on his knees, looking every bit like a superior.

The old man took in everything, but he was not angry. He simply looked at Jing Yi calmly and said directly, "Xiao Yi, now you have inherited your mother's will and become the person with the most shares in the Jing family."

"Furthermore, you are still young, and the company needs to continue to operate stably. Therefore, I hope that your father will temporarily manage the company's affairs."

Upon hearing his words, Jing Shengtian was overjoyed. The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, the muscles on his face trembled slightly from excessive excitement, and his eyes gleamed with triumph, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.

He looked at Jing Yi defiantly, trying to find a trace of retreat and fear on the other's face.

However, Jing Yi merely sneered, his voice cold and firm, almost as if he were pronouncing each word clearly: "Ha~ Impossible."

Jing Yi's gaze was as cold and sharp as a star, piercing straight at Jing Shengtian, causing him to involuntarily shiver.

"Do you want the company to go bankrupt? What can you do, you young upstart?" Jing Shengtian roared.

His voice was deafening, as if it would shake the entire room to its core.

His face flushed red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes burned with fury.

However, the old man beside him just stared coldly at Jing Yi, his eyes as deep as a pool, making him unfathomable.

He did not refute Jing Shengtian's roar, but simply sat there quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Ha... Jing Shengtian, you're being ridiculous! That's mine, why should I give it to you?!"

Jing Yi's eyes grew even colder, and his voice was filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware of it.

Jing Shengtian was about to lash out; he leaned forward, seemingly wanting to pounce on Jing Yi.

But the old man beside him stopped him in time, saying softly, "Xiao Yi, give Grandpa some face, okay?"

The old man's voice carried a hint of pleading, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and disappointment.

"Impossible!!" Jing Yi replied without hesitation, then got up and left.

His steps were firm and powerful, as if declaring his determination to everyone. He didn't look back at the people behind him, as if they didn't exist.

Jing Shengtian felt somewhat unwilling as he watched Jing Yi leave.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to begin.

His eyes were filled with anger and resentment, as if Jing Yi were his mortal enemy.

"Dad, look at this little beast!" Jing Shengtian finally couldn't help but say, his voice filled with a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction.

"Shut up!" the old man roared, his voice booming like thunder in Jing Shengtian's ears.

Jing Shengtian immediately shut his mouth, his body trembling involuntarily, as if he were intimidated by the old man's imposing aura.

The old man continued, "If you're useless, who can you blame? I've turned a blind eye to what you've done to Xiao Yi all these years. Do you think he'll forgive you? I'm telling you, it's impossible."

After saying that, the old man broke free from Jing Shengtian's support and left, leaning on his cane.

Upon hearing his words, Jing Shengtian's eyes turned icy cold. His heart was filled with anger and resentment, and he secretly vowed to make Jing Yi pay the price.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around, went back to his room, took out his phone, and made a call.

"Hello, it's me. The plan can begin..."

"Jing Yi, since you are so heartless, then blame me for being unjust," a ruthless glint flashed in Jing Shengtian's eyes.

On the other hand, Jing Yi was also very heavy-hearted after leaving the old house.

He knew that Jing Shengtian would not give up easily, and he had to become stronger in order to survive.

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and dialed Chen Fang's number. The call was quickly answered, and Chen Fang's teasing voice came from the other end: "What's wrong, Brother Yi? Missing me?"

Jing Yi, too lazy to waste words with him, went straight to the point: "How's things going with Xingyi Group?"

Upon hearing his words, Chen Fang instantly abandoned his lazy demeanor and said with a serious expression, "It's operating normally, but we're having cash flow problems."

"Okay, I understand. I'll handle this." He then hung up the phone.