Chapter 110 You Can Raise Me Then

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Ji Naitang then remembered that everyone thought that he was Yao Yuanjing’s previous mistress. Cen Muqi should know that that wasn’t the case, but Ji Naitang never clearly explained it.

“Yao Yuanjing and I are good brothers who grew up together. We’re very close, but we’re not in a backer and mistress relationship.”

“So, you let people mistaken your relationship because you want to sever all relations with the Ji family?”

Ji Naitang nodded. “Ji Corporation’s largest shareholder is my mom, but my mom is more traditional and cowardly. She’s not Ji Weilou’s opponent. So, Ji Corporation is controlled by Ji Weilou right now. Ji Weilou is naturally in charge of the Ji family too.’

“You said that he’s not a good person.”

“Not only is he not a good person, but he’s simply a scumbag. I don’t know how many harmful things he’s done. Our relationship is like water and fire. I’m Ji family’s little young master on the surface, but I don’t have any real power in my hands. So it’s not easy for me to get out of Ji family’s control.”

He didn’t purposefully make people misunderstand his relationship with Yao Yuanjing, but Yao Yuanjing helped him out at the time, so everyone misunderstood. Ji Naitang just didn’t explain it.

Ji Naitang wasn’t dealing with Ji Weilou right now because on one hand, he didn’t have much evidence. On the other hand, it was because all of his focus was on finding Zhou Qiang’s whereabouts. To him, Zhou Qiang deserved to die far more than Ji Weilou.

At that time, although his father Ji Weihong wanted Ji Moyu to die, the real perpetrator was Zhou Qiang, so Zhou Qiang deserved to die a long time ago. Unfortunately, Ji Naitang had spent a lot of effort, but he still couldn’t find out where Zhou Qiang was or where he fled to during the chaos.

Cen Muqi wasn’t very clear on the Ji family’s matters, but he had sent Assistant Liu to investigate a little. He had even sent someone to find Zhou Qiang, but there were no news as of yet.

“Then Yao Yuanjing……”

“He’s my brother.”

Cen Muqi carefully observed Ji Naitang’s expression. He was sure that Ji Naitang didn’t have any other thoughts about Yao Yuanjing. But Yao Yuanjing didn’t treat Ji Naitang that simply.

Yao Yuanjing liked Ji Naitang. Cen Muqi was very sure about this.

But Ji Naitang hadn’t noticed, so Cen Muqi wouldn’t say it, lest Ji Naitang and Yao Yuanjing’s relationship turn awkward.

Cen Muqi and Ji Naitang had officially established their relationship during the day and then they talked for a long time after “exercising” at night. So, their feelings for each other must be deeper than before.

After their talk, Ji Naitang slept the sweetest that he had ever slept before. He didn’t have any dreams and slept very well. He was very refreshed when he woke up in the morning.

“It’s still early. Sleep a little more.”

Cen Muqi, who had already washed up, held a coat and walked over. He bent down and kissed Ji Naitang. Ji Naitang hooked his arms around his neck and said, “I should get up too or I’ll be late.”

“You called me a fatuous monarch so how can I be willing to let you go to work so early? Go back to sleep.”

“I’m really being kept as a mistress by you now.”

“That’s not good?”

“It’s not good. I’m a man too. I also want to work and make money.”

Cen Muqi laughed. “Okay. You make money and raise me then. I’ll just eat and drink and do nothing every day.”

Ji Naitang rubbed against his forehead and refused to let go. Cen Muqi looked at his watch and said, “The fatuous monarch is going to be late. Baby, your hand is still injured. Rest for a few days. When your hand heals, I’ll arrange a project for you to keep you busy.”

Ji Naitang chuckled and obediently loosened his hands. Cen Muqi told him some things before he left. Ji Naitang heard the living room door close. Everything turned quiet again.

This kind of life was too beautiful. This made Ji Naitang, who was used to the bitterness, feel that this was unreal. He has happy, but he couldn’t help but worry.

He felt that he wouldn’t continue being so warm and happy. But in the end, he didn’t know exactly what he was worried about.