177: The Ji family's property should be given to the Ji family.

As soon as work hours were over, Song Yuan turned off his computer and went to the hospital with Gu Shiyu.

He had already asked his assistant to buy a flower basket for visiting, and when he picked up Gu Shiyu, he found that she had also bought one.

After parking the car, the two of them carried two flower baskets directly to the inpatient building.

Ji City's ward was in the VIP section on the top floor. They walked to the ward door and knocked. Madam Ji opened the door; her complexion didn't look very good, but she still politely invited them in.

Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu entered and saw Old Madam Uncle Ji also in the ward.

Everyone's expressions looked quite unhappy, and Song Yuan guessed that their timing was again unfortunate, probably catching them in the middle of a family matter.

Song Yuan placed the two flower baskets down. Ji City's face showed clear signs of illness, but he managed to greet them with spirit,

"You're here? Find a place to sit."

Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu sat down on the sofa. Ji City sighed,

"Song Yuan, Xiao Gu, I owe my life to you two for saving me. This time, I owe you another favor!"

Song Yuan said, "You should focus on recovering, don't overthink anything else. Shiyu and I just happened to be there; any normal person would have reacted the same way."

Ji City nodded, his voice also a bit weak,

"I heard from Qingxue that your game has been well-received in the market. When I'm discharged, I'll invest another fifty million for you. Let's make it bigger and stronger!"

Song Yuan's heart swelled with joy. What was going on? He seemed to have become good friends with the God of Wealth.

Saving Ji City was simply human nature, and this led to his additional investment. Song Yuan thought, perhaps this is what people often call a blessing?

It seems one should still do more good deeds.

"President Ji, please rest more. When you're discharged and fully recovered, we'll have plenty of time to discuss work."

Madam Ji interjected from the side,

"This child is still calling him President Ji and Madam Ji. You saved me last time, and this time you saved our Old Ji. You have shown great kindness to our family.

From now on, don't be so formal. Just call him Uncle Ji and Aunt Song. When your Uncle Ji is discharged, Aunt will invite you to our home as a guest!"

Ji City, propping himself up, echoed,

"Yes, don't be a stranger. In informal settings from now on, just call me Uncle Ji. We're still neighbors; there's no need to be so distant."

Song Yuan smiled and said,

"Understood, Uncle Ji, Aunt Song."

While they were talking, Old Madam Uncle Ji's expression grew increasingly angry, and she finally couldn't help but question her son,

"Ji City, investing fifty million for others is just a word for you, so why do you treat your own nephew differently? When he wants to start a project and asks for funds, why do you flat-out refuse him?

Is a nephew not as good as an outsider?"

Ji City frowned, not wanting to respond. Old Madam Uncle Ji continued to scold,

"You are a man without a son. What will happen to such a large family fortune in the future? A daughter is ultimately an outsider. Are you going to hand the family fortune over to an outsider?

As the saying goes, 'a nephew at the door means not a childless man.' Ji Li will be the one to take care of you in your old age. Why don't you care for him?"

Ji City didn't want to listen and tightly closed his eyes, clearly feeling very upset.

Song Yuan and Gu Shiyu knew Ji City's physical condition; he had been saved from a heart attack and could not endure any stress now.

However, it was someone else's family matter, and as outsiders, they couldn't interfere.

Gu Shiyu sat there, gently nudging Ji Qingxue's waist, signaling her to quickly get the Old Lady out. If this continued, who knew what consequences would arise.

Qingxue had been holding back for a long time and wanted to burst out.

She had almost never disobeyed elders since childhood, but this time, she couldn't continue to be so cowardly.

For her father, and for their family.

Qingxue stood up from the sofa and walked to the Old Madam's side,

"Old Lady, my father is still in recovery. Please don't add more pressure to him with these matters. Let him relax for a few days and get some good rest, okay?"

The Old Lady refused to comply,

"Today, I must get a clear answer for Ji Li. What is your attitude as his uncle? Such a large family fortune of our Ji family, is it really going to fall into the hands of outsiders and be completely taken over by them?"

Ji City's brow was furrowed, and his expression looked somewhat pained.

Qingxue was now fuming. She had just politely tried to persuade the Old Madam, but the Old Madam didn't take her words seriously at all, simply because she was a girl.

Qingxue decided not to be polite anymore,

"Old Lady, what do you mean by that? I am my father's biological daughter. Am I an outsider? Is Ji Li family? You're old and a bit confused, but my parents aren't stupid; they can tell who is an outsider.

A nephew is nothing. An outsider wants to plot against my family's property. His possessiveness over other people's things is simply too strong. Tell him to go back to sleep; he can have anything in his dreams."

Old Madam Uncle Ji was greatly angered, banging her cane hard on the floor,

"You good-for-nothing girl, how dare you speak to me like that? Do you have any manners?"

"Are you truly planning to inherit your father's company? You're a girl; you'll get married someday. Then all the family fortune will fall into the hands of someone with a different surname. That's all the Ji family's hard work!

This is impossible!"

Qingxue retorted,

"Manners are for reasonable people, and you are not being reasonable at all right now. Furthermore, my father's company is his own hard work, not the Ji family's hard work.

The company was founded by my father himself, with my mother assisting him every step of the way. It has nothing to do with anyone else.

If you want to be biased and dictate our family's affairs, you'll have to ask my father and my mother what they think!"

Slap—

As soon as Qingxue finished speaking, a slap landed on her face.

A fiery red handprint appeared on one side of her face, quickly swelling up.

This was the first time she had been hit in her twenty-two years!

Qingxue held back her tears, stubbornly looking at the Old Madam, with an unyielding look in her eyes.

Madam Ji quickly pulled her and shielded her behind her. She had beenendureing all this time, not wanting to escalate the conflict and cause Ji City distress.

Madam Ji helped the Old Madam, actually fearing she would hit someone again,

"Mother, the doctor said Ji City needs quiet rest. Let's talk outside."

The Old Madam didn't want to leave; she still wanted Ji City to relent and give Ji Li money.

Madam Ji forcibly led her out of the ward and closed the ward door.

"Mother, please don't come again before Ji City is discharged. He cannot handle any stress. Although what I'm saying is very impolite, I will not allow anyone to stress him again, even if you are his mother."

The Old Madam thought Song Liya was there to apologize for her daughter and appease her, but instead, she spoke such rebellious words.

This only added fuel to the Old Madam's anger,

"Song Liya, what do you mean? You won't let me see my son? Who gave you that right?"

Song Liya's face was calm; even when angry, her expression remained composed,

"Mother, Ji City is not your possession. He is my husband and Qingxue's father. You shouldn't hurt him and control him like this. For so many years, you've favored your second and third brothers, using his money to subsidize your other two sons, and we haven't complained.

Now, he's been diagnosed with a heart problem, and even the doctor said he can't be given any pressure. As a mother, why would you stab him in the heart at a time like this?"