Chapter 132

Words : 1036 Updated : Oct 5th, 2025

Temporarily pushing aside the thought of meeting the murderer who made the poison that caused Chen Mo's condition tomorrow, Ji Nian began to study the poison in Chen Mo's body. She had made similar poisons before, but the one Chen Mo had was quite different. This challenging poison, not of her own making, excited Ji Nian. Afraid that she might lose track of time again, she set a timer that would beep when it was close to bedtime, reminding her. When Ji Tingzhou heard that Ji Nian had buried herself in her secret lab, he didn’t say much. Ji Nian was actually a very easygoing child. After being disciplined with two slaps on the past, she had never forgotten the time again and locked herself in. So Ji Tingzhou had become quite trusting of her. Wei Yang, hearing the term "secret lab," immediately knew what Ji Nian was doing and felt a sense of respect. He couldn't help but glance at Ji Tingzhou, who was working. His stare seemed to annoy Ji Tingzhou, who raised his eyelids and gave him a glance. “You’re bored?” Wei Yang was waiting for this line, especially since it was already after work. He plopped down on the carpet with his legs crossed. “Brother, when did you find out Ji Nian could... you know, do that?” Ji Tingzhou kicked him, clearly disliking his casual demeanor: “Get up.” The carpet hadn’t been cleaned in half an hour; it was dirty. Wei Yang wasn’t in the mood to move, his head leaning on a nearby table: “Oh, I’ve been on my feet all day. Let me rest for a while. Dirty? So what? I’m not touching you with my butt.” Feeling the death glare from above, Wei Yang straightened up: “... Er... I misspoke. I mean, I’m not going to touch you, haha.” Ji Tingzhou snorted coldly. “It can’t be that you knew from the beginning, right? So, was this talent innate? But before she was five... she didn’t have access to that kind of stuff, did she?” Wei Yang continued to ask. This was just too strange. For example, if a child were a math prodigy, it must be because they were exposed to mathematics, which led to the discovery of their talent. If they hadn’t learned math, how would you know they were a math prodigy? Wei Yang could figure this out, and Ji Tingzhou, of course, could too. He was also curious about this question, even probing her constantly. However, the kid was sharp and never gave him anything to work with. The only thing he got was... Her curiosity about Vengeance Poison Masters. Although the child only said she was curious, Ji Tingzhou’s sharp instincts told him there must be more to it. “Let’s just say it’s innate.” Ji Tingzhou said casually. Seeing this, Wei Yang knew Ji Tingzhou didn’t want to talk about it. “Alright...” “Before, I thought Ji Nian was different from the rest. Now it seems she’s taken the best of both worlds.” He glanced at Ji Tingzhou’s face, seeing that he didn’t seem angry, and he relaxed.@@@@ These past two years, he had changed a lot. Previously, mentioning the Ji family would make him furious. Yes, ‘those people’ referred to the Ji family. It was rumored that the Ji family had few descendants, but each pure-blooded member possessed extraordinary talent in a specific field. Just as he was about to leave, he turned back to grab a cut fruit platter from the table. Feeding ‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‍the kid some fruit, heh heh. When the timer beeped, Ji Nian, dizzy and tired, lifted her head. “Is it already that time?” Thinking about her unsuccessful progress, Ji Nian sighed. Luckily, tomorrow was Sunday, and she had a whole day. [I might as well tell the princess the truth, take a few days off next week. My uncle’s condition can’t wait] According to her calculations, it would likely be over in about ten days. And Chen Mo should be bedridden right now. Not sure what he used, but he could still move, taking her on a crazy day-long adventure. Pretty sure the side effects were severe. Recalling what Chen Mo had told her at the amusement park. Despite not knowing each other for long, according to the playbook of Rabbit Girl, Chen Mo seemed to want to leave his inheritance to her. He’d already given her a lot; there was no need to worry about her future. Originally, Ji Nian had just been captivated by his good looks and the sense of kinship. But starting from this moment, she genuinely began to consider Chen Mo as her uncle. System: [... So what was it before?] Ji Nian: [Beauty] System: [... ] When she walked out, Ji Tingzhou was the first to see a rather peculiar-looking little girl. “Did you poop your pants?” Ji Tingzhou’s brow twitched, and he took a big step back. Ji Nian: “... No.” Hearing that, Ji Tingzhou’s expression eased up a bit. “Then why that look of having pooped and it turned out runny?” Ji Nian sighed deeply, walked over, and bonked her forehead on his knee. “Dad.” “Uncle doesn’t seem to be doing well.” Ji Tingzhou’s first reaction was one of delight. Even his tone was lighter: “That’s good; you can help him carry the coffin.” Then he began to imagine the future. “He has neither children nor a sibling; his property will go to you. Although it’s not much, it’ll do as pocket money.” Ji Nian: “... Dad, take it seriously.” She looked up at him speechlessly. Ji Tingzhou suppressed his laughter: “I am serious.” He picked up the child with one hand, steadying her on his arm. Observing her expression, Ji Tingzhou knew what she was thinking. Wei Yang, enthusiastically reaching out to take Ji Nian from him, pouted when Ji Tingzhou didn’t give her to him. Ji Tingzhou glanced at him, a smirk appearing on his lips. No second chances. “Did you come straight here after heading back? Is he poisoned?” With a calm expression, Ji Tingzhou started the conversation.

Chapter 132

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