Chapter 688 Ask to confirm this news (2/2)

”Don't worry, father. Even without Ning Xingyu on our side, I have another way of making sure Han Yue Ling doesn't take one step inside Ji Corps.”

Ji Shao An was washed with a wave of panic when he heard that Ning Xingyu wasn't on their side anymore. However, when he heard her words to not worry, he looks at her with lit eyes.

”You have a plan? Tell me, what is it?”

Seeing the eagerness in his eyes, Ji Chu Hua's smile curls up until it reached her eyes. She calmly raises on hand and looks at her manicure.

”The other day, I stopped by the Ji Mansion to talk to the old man, but he was not at home. I didn't get to speak with him, but I was able to find something that will help us.”

She looks up at her father again and one glance was all it took for her to read his mind. Her smile widens with a malicious light in her eyes.

”I would tell you, but if I did, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore.”

She leans forward to pick up her phone and stood up from the sofa.

”Don't worry about what I have planned. I'll make sure that Yue Ling doesn't get a chance at becoming the chairman. I'll also make sure that she knows her place and know what it is like to compete with a Ji.”

Her words fell with confidence and she walks in the direction of the stairs to go up.

Yue Ling may have blood connections to the Ji family, but at the end of the day, her surname is Han and not Ji.

Unlike her (Yue Ling), she (Ji Chu Hua) has the surname Ji and not another surname.

As she walks up the stairs, she unlocks her phone and presses a number she saved on speed dial. Putting the phone near her ear, she listens as the phone rings and continues to walk to her bedroom.

After the third ring, the line connects, and a man's lethargic voice can be heard from the other line.

[”What do you want?”]

Ji Chu Hua was baffled by the man's way of answering, but she enters her bedroom and shut the door. She walks to the balcony connected in her room and sits down on a lounge chair.

”Let's meet at the usual place.”

Her words fell and the call goes silent. However, it was only for a few seconds when the man on the other line spoke again.

[”1 pm. Don't be late.”]

The call ends before Ji Chu Hua could even respond. She lowers her hand and scoffs at the phone like the man was standing in front of her.

She places the phone down on a glass table nearby then reaches for a cigarette. She lights the end tip and inhales a mouthful of tobacco before casually blowing the smoke out.

”Han Yue Ling, ah, Han Yue Ling.”

She leans back on the lounge chair and crosses her right leg over the left leg. She stares out at the view of Imperial's heart in the distance and one corner of her lip arcs up.

”I will never let you take what is rightfully mine.”