C5 The Suppressing Aura!

Ji Xinling admitted that the powerful aura emanating from this man made her feel suffocated. His eyes, cold as ice, were like steel blades, cutting their past entanglements into unrecognizable fragments.

Lin Tianze spoke slowly, his voice deep and filled with an inexplicable sense of oppression: "If you hadn't treated Shishi that way back then, Ji's wouldn't be in this situation now."

Hearing this, Ji Xinling's already pale lips lost even more color. Her voice was tinged with bitterness: "How many times do I have to say it? I never did anything to Shishi! None of this has anything to do with me, yet you blame me for everything. Now that your revenge is complete, are you satisfied?"

Lin Tianze looked at her, his voice cool: "Ji's will be fine, your grandfather will be fine, as long as Shishi is fine."

A bitter smile deepened on Ji Xinling's lips. Shishi was gone; how could she come back?

"Mr. Lin, I hope you always believe your decisions are right."

She couldn't say anything more; words were like water, slipping away.

As Lin Tianze watched her leave, his lips moved slightly.

Ji Xinling's heart, already cold, ached once more. The Lin family was the most powerful in the empire, and with Lin Tianze set on revenge, who would dare oppose him?

Otherwise, Loong Zijun wouldn't have been so eager to break off the engagement with Ji's family and immediately form an alliance with the Zhao family after the incident.

But what about Grandpa's surgery costs? If I can't come up with $80,000 soon, Grandpa...

Lost in thought as she walked, Ji Xinling didn't even notice the car approaching.

The car glided to a stop beside her, and out stepped Nie Jia, the one who had helped bandage her wound earlier.

"Miss Ji, it's cold out. Let me give you a ride home."

Ji Xinling hesitated for a moment before declining his offer.

"But my young master instructed me to take you home. If I don't, he won't be pleased."

A chilly breeze swept by, making Ji Xinling feel even colder. Though she had a coat, the thought of walking to the bus stop in this weather was daunting.

"Alright, thank you."

Without further protest, Ji Xinling accepted the ride and got into the car.

When they reached her destination, Nie Jia opened the door for her and handed her a gleaming VIP card. "My young master said if you ever need anything, you can reach out to him."

Ji Xinling paused, initially wanting to refuse, but a thought crossed her mind, and she accepted the card.

After thanking Nie Jia again, she headed towards the Ji family mansion, still a short distance away.

Since her grandfather's accident, she rarely returned to this mansion. Even when she did, it was just to pick up a few things.

“Oh, look who’s back—the great Miss Ji!” As soon as she stepped into the inner courtyard, a sharp, mocking voice rang out.

It was Lee Pingqiu, her uncle's wife and Ji Xiaoqian's mother. She never approved of how their grandfather doted on Ji Xinling and her sister. So, whenever she got the chance, she would mock and ridicule Xinling, sometimes even going further.

“Miss Ji, you really have a knack for things, don’t you? Since Young Master Loong doesn’t want you anymore, have you been out charming other wealthy men? Which influential family are you cozying up to now?” Lee Pingqiu sneered, her eyes narrowed and her mouth twisted slightly.