Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

Having not slept all night, Lan Yunchen sent Lan Chumu and Shen Muyun to the airport early in the morning. Only after seeing his parents off did he return to the hotel to catch up on sleep.

Meanwhile, in a ward at a hospital in the capital, a woman stood by the bed, crying her heart out. Her voice was so loud it sounded like she was wailing at a funeral.

The elderly man and middle-aged man standing to the side also looked extremely grim, as if they were there to attend a funeral.

If the person on the bed hadn't been sitting up, you would have really thought they were there to see him off.

The man in bed was devastated and in a fit of rage, his face contorted with rage. Everything within reach had been smashed to the floor—shards of glass, blankets, pillows…

It was an eyesore, like a garbage dump.

"Dad, I think Acheng did it on purpose. He could have saved Xiaoyuan, but he just stood by and watched her die. What are we going to do now? What will become of Xiaoyuan...?"

Two hours ago, an ambulance brought in a man and a woman. The woman had swelling and tearing in one area, while the man was in an erect position.

I was wrapped in a thick blanket when I entered the hospital.

The call to 120 was made by Baihu, who kindly wanted to avoid making tomorrow's trending news embarrassing and offending everyone's eyes.

After several hours of IV fluids, Ji Mingyuan has returned to normal, but the doctor told him that he will never be able to have sex again.

How could Ji Mingyuan, who was always surrounded by beautiful women, accept such information? He would rather be dead.

The second old man's face was grim, and he remained silent, filled with hatred. This was a death sentence for him, and he made a decision with his hands behind his back: "Discharge him from the hospital and find your great-grandfather to seek justice."

At a command, Shen Pei, weeping, helped her son into his wheelchair. After working in the fields all night, Ji Mingyuan's legs were no longer his own; they were weak and painful in certain spots, making it impossible for him to stand up.

The only option available was a wheelchair.

The two old men, Ji Ting, Shen Pei, and Ji Mingyuan stormed into the living room of the Ji residence. Of course, Ji Mingyuan was pushed in.

The word "calculation" was written all over everyone's face.

Seeing that Master Ji's expression was off today, Butler Ji hurried upstairs to the study to report, forgetting to even knock on the door. "Master."

Seeing Butler Ji's flustered appearance, Old Master Ji frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Stay calm in the face of trouble. You always lose your composure in the face of everything."

Butler Ji was out of breath from running. "The second master and his family are here. They don't look well. It seems they've come to settle accounts."

Old Master Ji's eyes darkened slightly as he stared at Butler Ji with an inscrutable expression, asking, "Settle the accounts?"

Butler Ji was certain he hadn't misjudged the situation. Based on his many years of experience in the Ji family, the second master was clearly up to no good. "It looks like it, and the second young master came in in a wheelchair."

Grandpa Ji felt more and more that things were not simple. He slowly stood up, leaning on his cane, and said, "Let's go take a look."

The two old men and their family did not sit on the sofa in the living room, but stood and waited for the old man to come down, demanding an explanation.

As soon as the old man reached the top of the stairs, Shen Pei started wailing and crying loudly, as if Ji Mingyuan were dead instead of crippled. "Uncle, you must seek justice for us! Acheng is too cruel. He's ruined Mingyuan's life, making him impotent. What are we going to do? Our family line will end! Waaah..."

Hearing this, Old Master Ji couldn't tell how serious the matter was. He wasn't very trustworthy about what this family said, but the usually composed old man still politely said, "Sit down and talk slowly. Crying like this won't solve anything."

The group sat down, and the second old man spoke up, his tone unfriendly, "Eldest brother, for so many years our family has followed the rules of the Ji family and has never competed with Acheng for anything. But now Acheng has caused my grandson to be unable to be a man in the future. You still have to give us an explanation for this matter."

Old Master Ji's gaze was fixed on Ji Mingyuan's genitals. Even Butler Ji habitually looked over, as did the servants. Everyone in the living room knew that Ji Mingyuan was no longer able to have sex.

Feeling the blatant contemptuous gazes from many people, Ji Mingyuan, already emotionally wounded, roared at the servants, "What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll kill you all!"

These words frightened the servants in the living room so much that they all lowered their heads, trying to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible, and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Having been a prominent figure in the business world for so many years, this little thing certainly wouldn't frighten him. He remained calm and composed, silently analyzing the situation in his mind. It seemed that A Yuan's accident was indeed true, but whether it had anything to do with his grandson was another matter.

He turned to Butler Ji and instructed, "Call the brat and tell him to come back."

Butler Ji didn't believe that the young master had done this either. Although the young master was autocratic, he wouldn't do something like that. He replied, "Yes, sir."

Grandpa Ji leaned on his cane to support himself and said soothingly, "Don't be so angry. Getting angry will only hurt your health and won't solve anything. Problems need to be solved one by one. A Yuan's situation is very heartbreaking, but if you want an explanation, I need to call the person you're talking about here. Sit down and have a cup of tea to cool down."

Ji Ting was both dissatisfied and heartbroken that his son was no longer able to have children. Although he was disappointing, he was still his only son. "Uncle doesn't believe what we're saying and wants to confront A-Cheng."

Grandpa Ji remained calm throughout. He took a sip of tea and slowly spoke, "I have always been fair and impartial, and you all know that. It's not that I don't believe you, but I can't convict Acheng based on your one-sided account. Even in a court trial, evidence is required. I can't convict someone just because you say he killed someone. I'm making this clear: if Acheng really did this to Ayuan, I will punish him. Name your conditions."

The old man's words were powerful and intimidating.

The second master was exactly what Master Ji wanted to hear. He was pleased and relieved. He quickly replied, "Okay, elder brother. If it is said that A-Cheng harmed Mingyuan, I demand that A-Cheng leave the Ji family. A person who can even frame his own brother is not worthy of managing the Ji family."

The second old man's words made Old Master Ji feel a slight pain in his chest, but he pursed his lips and remained silent, maintaining a stern demeanor, though he tightened his grip on his cane.

"Is this a plot to seize power or a coup? The Great Qing Dynasty is already destroyed, and you're still using this kind of old trick. Isn't it a bit outdated?" The person who came in was Yuan Shu. She had heard the Second Master forcing her father-in-law to agree to his unreasonable demands as soon as she entered the door.

Shen Pei was a little afraid of Yuan Shu, as she was always thwarted, but this time she was full of confidence, after all, she felt that Ji Hancheng owed Ji Mingyuan. "Sister-in-law, it's not that we want to force Uncle, it's that A-Cheng has ruined Mingyuan like this. We must get an explanation for this. A-Cheng is too lawless. Mingyuan is his younger brother."

After saying that, Shen Pei started crying again.

Yuan Shu ignored Shen Pei completely and instead sat down next to Old Master Ji. Instead of answering Shen Pei's question immediately, she turned to Butler Ji and said, "Go to the study and get the medicine for the master."

Upon receiving the order, Butler Ji hurried upstairs.

With his wife by his side, Butler Ji felt at ease and went to his study.

Yuan Shu crossed her legs, placed her hands on her thighs, and stood up straight, looking fearless in the face of danger. "A Yuan, tell me how our A Cheng ruined you."

The ball was thrown directly to Ji Mingyuan's feet. His face was ashen, and everyone was looking at him with hostility. "Auntie, it's just... it's just... I slept with my girlfriend in Tihou last night..."

Ji Mingyuan was a little embarrassed to say what came next, and he didn't know how to organize his thoughts. He couldn't very well say that he was having an affair with a female celebrity in a hotel and was disturbed, and then his brother watched their live broadcast.

Yuan Shu could tell from Ji Mingyuan's stammering that there was more to the story than met the eye, and that it couldn't have been her son who did it. "You can't even explain the situation clearly before you're blaming Acheng. You're all becoming more and more unruly."

But since the two old men were her elders, she could vent her anger on Shen Pei and Ji Ting, but she couldn't be too obviously offensive to the two old men. Yuan Shu politely said to the two old men, "Uncle, have you already found out the truth and come to settle accounts with me?"

The two old men felt less confident at this moment, since they really had no evidence. But they had to maintain their elders' dignity. "Won't it be clear when Acheng comes? You don't need to make excuses for Acheng too quickly."

Seeing that things were going wrong and he was clearly at a disadvantage, Ji Mingyuan quickly tried to explain, "I was framed. My older brother was already here, but he just stood by and watched me get bullied, watched me get..."

Yuan Shu grasped a key point: "So it wasn't our A-Cheng who ruined you."