Ji He's face looked increasingly peaky. He hurriedly tossed aside his wine cup and looked awkwardly at Ji Fengyan.
"Not at all… not at all… I… I was just drinking to drown my sorrows…" Ji He's back was soaked in sweat even as he struggled to maintain his fake smile.
Ji Fengyan chuckled and sat down casually on a nearby chair. She crossed her slender legs and gazed seriously at the sheepish-looking Ji He.
"Second uncle, what happened at the Ji family? Why have you guys set up a white tent? Don't tell me… Eldest Uncle has passed away?" Ji Fengyan grinned at Ji He.
Her words nearly made Ji He puke blood.
This was obviously a funeral for Ji Fengyan. How did it end up as Ji Qiu's?
