Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot

Chapter 19

Ji Jing walked in while looking at her phone, checking the payment information sent by the bank.

As expected, Lin Shi was generous and gave her 200,000 yuan right away. The speed of the payment was surprisingly fast, but Ji Jing was very satisfied.

Ji Jing planned to visit Ouli Building a few more times when it was being renovated, to ensure that everything was perfect. She could also give a few more protective talismans to Lin Han, as it was hard to find such a pleasant cooperation with the other party.

Her talismans were priceless, even the chief priest couldn’t draw such perfect symbols.

Ji Jing was happy to make a small profit, but as she looked up, she saw a group of people staring at her.

She was scared by this scene and felt a bit guilty. Did she really need to be watched so closely for just going out for a while? She was used to being free, even after leaving the Daoist temple at the age of 15.

The chief priest rarely inquired about where his disciples went after leaving the temple, as most of them were left to their own devices. One reason was that he had a lot to do, and had too many disciples to keep track of. The other reason was that such small matters could be roughly estimated, and if a disciple was really in danger, he could find out immediately.

Ji Jing had never lived such an ordinary life, but she remembered that people from ordinary families had to report when they went out. Taoist priests also had to attend school, as the country had mandatory education for nine years. Some larger Daoist temples only accepted undergraduate students. Her classmate in junior high school had strict access control in her home, which made Ji Jing feel a bit guilty.

“I just went out,” Ji Jing explained.

She planned to blur the timeline of when she went out, saying that she went out in the morning, but no one saw her because it was too early.

“Oh, I see,” Ji Ming reacted, “So you went out earlier.”

Ji Ming wanted to say something that everyone was worried about, but held back, “Well, dad didn’t know and was worried.”

Ji Jing was a little stunned, then said, “I’m sorry for worrying you. I’m not used to reporting when I go out, but I’ll pay attention from now on.”

Yun Yue walked up to Ji Jing and held her hand, “It’s also our fault for not teaching you well, Jing Jing. Do you remember me? I’m your mother.”

The warmth on her shoulder disappeared, and Ji Yao looked at Yun Yue leaving and bit her lip hard.

Ji Jing was a bit confused. What did her mother mean? Did she mean that the chief priest didn’t teach her well and she didn’t know the rules?

The chief priest provided her with food and clothing, taught her Taoist magic, and raised her. When did her family, who she hadn’t seen for 16 years, have the right to criticize the chief priest’s education?

But since it was her biological mother, Ji Jing suppressed her slight displeasure and said, “Hello.”

For sixteen years, the words “father” and “mother” have had nothing to do with Ji Jing, and she still hasn’t gotten used to calling them that.

Yun Yue looked disappointed at this but still said, “Okay, good child, lunch is ready, let’s eat first.”

Yun Yue didn’t forget to invite Ji Yao to come along, “Let’s all eat together, Yao Yao, let Mom see if the food has cooled down.”

The atmosphere in the living room became lively again.

Ji Ming went to the kitchen and asked the auntie to bring out all the prepared dishes, and Ji Yi followed along.

Ji Ying saw that she had nothing to do with this commotion and didn’t plan to eat, so she went upstairs to rest.

Ji Yao hurried over, and Ji Hui followed behind, shouting, “Yao Yao, be careful.”

Ji Yao stuck out her tongue, and she held onto Yun Yue, but she wasn’t concerned about Ji Jing like before. Instead, she playfully talked about other topics.

Yun Yue was walking in front, held by Ji Yao, and had wanted to say something more to Ji Jing, but was interrupted by Ji Yao.

Yun Yue didn’t pay attention and just responded to Ji Yao’s words.

Ji Yao walked faster, with Ji Hui following behind her like a knight to a princess.

Unconsciously, Ji Jing, who was the topic of discussion earlier, had fallen to the bottom. An invisible barrier seemed to be drawn between her and the harmonious family in front of her.

But she didn’t mind; she was just avoiding trouble. If Ji’s family treated her well, she would treat them as her real family. But if there was no such bond, she wouldn’t force it.

Moreover, she had more important things to do than developing a relationship with Ji’s family.