It was soon time for mealtime.

The servant brought the dishes up, and the meal tonight was quite sumptuous.

Ji's mother warmly picked up food for her son. Ji Ziyuan didn't know what Ji Zehao and his wife wanted to do. In short, after eating this meal, they should be able to get into the topic.

Just after eating a few chopsticks, Ji Ziyuan frowned, "The food is a bit salty?"

"Is it salty?" The aunt who cooked the food rubbed her hands nervously, "I usually do this."

"I asked her to add more salt." Ji Zehao said quickly, "The taste is important, it's easy to serve. Besides, I don't think it's salty."

Mrs. Ji also agreed, "I often follow your dad to eat like this. I am used to it, and I don't think so."

Ji Ziyuan's mouth moved slightly. As a son, he really didn't want to care about these things, but as a doctor's professional ethics, he still couldn't help but remind: "Eating too much salt is not good for the body, especially when you are old, you should eat lighter, otherwise it will easily cause the three highs. In addition, I advise you to go to the hospital for a physical examination. Is it a bit of a sense of taste disorder?"

"Listen to you." Mrs. Ji smiled and said to the cooking aunt, "Put less salt next time and eat lighter."

Ji Ziyuan was extremely uncomfortable when eaten in this meal. The food was too salty, which caused him to drink two cups of white water to quench his thirst.

After dinner, Ji Ziyuan rarely went around with them, "Since I've come and have already eaten, Dr. Wang's granddaughter can be put back."

"I've sent it back a long time ago," said Ji Zehao. "You haven't been back for a long time. Let's sleep at home for one night tonight. I'll let the servants clean your room."

"What are you doing here? Will you destroy my other leg?" Ji Ziyuan said impatiently, "You call me over, what do you want to do?"

Ji Zehao and Ji's mother looked at each other, and Ji Zehao coughed lightly, "I have a crush on a project recently, but I have invested all the money in my hands. Can you give me some first..."

"Impossible. If you want to shortage of money, ask Tang Qin for it. Didn't you support her with a lot of money?"

Ji Ziyuan picked up his cane and stood up to leave.

"I just want you to give me two billion." Ji Zehao stood up angrily, "I am you. If I hadn't taken over the industry in my hands, would you be today?"

Seeing this, Tang Kai immediately protected Ji Ziyuan.

"You should be more at ease in this life and take the remaining money in your hand to support you. I am not allowed to be used by you to squander my money for outsiders." Ji Ziyuan said coldly and turned around and walked away.

As soon as he walked out the door, the gardener who was holding a water pipe at the door watering the flowers suddenly poured all the water on Ji Ziyuan.

"Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The gardener apologized in panic, "I didn't expect you to come out suddenly."

"Son, why don't you go up and take a shower and change your clothes?" Mrs. Ji quickly stepped forward to wipe him water.

"...Okay." Ji Ziyuan looked at Mrs. Ji deeply. That look, as if her body was not penetrated.

Until Ji Ziyuan walked upstairs and Tang Kai wanted to follow him, the bodyguard downstairs stopped him, "Brother Tang, the rules of the Ji family, we can't go upstairs."

The Ji family does have this rule, and Tang Kai looked at Ji Ziyuan in embarrassment.

"Wait downstairs."

Ji Ziyuan didn't realize something was wrong.

He had thought Ji Zehao and his wife had called him here for money, but when the gardener poured water on him just now, he suddenly felt that he might have guessed wrongly.

As for the real reason, you may know it later.

Chapter completed!