After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 63 - : Sister Tian Specializes in Handling All Kinds of Dissent
Chapter 63 -63: Sister Tian Specializes in Handling All Kinds of Dissent
Marriage?
This word was very foreign to Qin Jiangsheng, as if his body had developed a strange feeling, leaving him baffled and unable to comprehend, so he had to set it aside.
He glanced sideways at Feng Juanjuan, her beautiful and handsome face magnified, her heartbeat quickening, desperately hiding the infatuation in her eyes.
Because Qin Jiangsheng didn’t like that look.
She was able to stand by his side precisely because she perfectly concealed the fervor in her eyes, never causing him disgust. When would those eyes pause on her for even a second? Even just one second would be enough.
His eyes were very light, so light that she was unclear about the reflection of herself in his eyes. His voice was flat, “What right do you have to judge her?”
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Feng Juanjuan was taken aback, “What?”
“Whether she is beautiful or ugly, I can see for myself. You don’t need to slander her. Mind your mouth, understand?”
For a moment, she felt as though she was about to be devoured by those cold eyes, making her tremble from within. But it was just for a moment. He was still the same as before, only colder. Feng Juanjuan brushed off the strange feeling and forced a smile, “Understood, understood.”
Qin Jiangsheng’s gaze then turned to Ji Tian. Many people in the world were harsh to him, but Ji Tian was the only one who didn’t care about his identity and still treated him kindly.
He thought back to the time at the Bai Family’s house when she had reached out to block the scalding tea for him and told him not to kneel before them.
Ji Tian’s parents were also kind to him. He was actually somewhat envious. She had a lot of warmth he had never had, but it seemed he only had Ji Tian. Ji Tian would be kind to him.
But why could her kindness be divided among many? Why couldn’t it belong only to him?
Thinking this, some dark thoughts surfaced in his heart, and he suppressed them fiercely, eager to understand what was troubling him.
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By this time in the courtyard, various feats of strength had been demonstrated.
From the initial axe tricks to crushing bowls, lifting stones with one hand, doing five hundred push-ups alone, crushing ten cans with bare hands, lifting an iron pot with one hand, some even lifted their own pigs to slaughter.
Ji Tian exclaimed it was unnecessary; it was just a show of strength, why did it have to turn into a whole pig feast? She was too embarrassed to keep tagging along.
Until the final act of juicing an apple with one hand, the apple crushed and juice dripping to the ground, perhaps he thought it wasteful, because while squeezing, he lifted it over his head to drink, rendering the surrounding people silent—not from shock, but from envy.
Weinan couldn’t bear to watch; perhaps he regretted not having apples to eat, his expression somewhat pained. He turned to Ji Tian and solemnly said, “The other seven are fine, but I don’t think he qualifies!”
Ji Tian blinked, seeing his reluctant look, and instantly understood, whispering a complaint, “He’s hogging it all for himself, right? I also don’t like people who eat alone. Brother, I’ll listen to you!”
Weinan: “…”
Damn, top-notch understanding.
He felt he had fallen. From initially rejecting to not totally against the idea, this change of heart only required an apple, since the others were pretty aesthetically pleasing.
Especially that guy doing five hundred push-ups. He still hadn’t finished, persisting diligently under the tree. One word, extraordinary.
“[Family, how many push-ups has that guy done now? I’ve lost count.]”
“[I’ve been counting the whole time: 145 now.]”
“I’m dying, the show’s all done. Let’s wait for Princess Ji to make a choice. I think the push-up guy is not bad, he’s enduring.”
“I think all eight are okay. Why don’t Princess Ji just take them all, hahaha, what a lively night that would be. Only kids make choices; adults want them all!”
“She won’t be eighteen until next year, she’s not an adult yet. Eight is too fierce. Can she handle it?”
The barrage had already turned yellow, as eye-burning as it could get.
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Far away in the Ji Family villa in Capital City, Qiao Luhua couldn’t help but start cursing:
“What’s the problem with eight, she deserves eighty!”
“Eight hundred quality men for her to choose from, a bunch of brainless little blacks just hold it in, because our darling Tiantian has money, she can afford eight thousand!”
“Soon she’ll be officially announcing a joint photo with your idols! She’ll be on all kinds of shows with your top idols, and it will just kill you and make you jealous!”
Ji Yanshang, watching Qiao Luhua disregard her image to join the fight, was momentarily speechless, but he knew what his wife was like. Many years living in a wealthy family had smoothed her temperament, making her quite easygoing, except when it came to looking after their four precious children’s lives. In all other respects, she just let things slide, or wrestled them into submission—very overbearing.
And these words were getting more and more exaggerated. What was the point of supporting eight thousand? Wasn’t that a waste of food? He thought eight hundred was enough. That would last two years, a different one every day, without any repeats. Unable to watch any longer, Ji Yanshang finally spoke up, “Honey, take a break. It’s not good for the kids to see this.”
After Qiao Luhua had finished cursing, she felt relieved. Various sarcastic comments online, not so much about Weinan, but mainly targeting her darling daughter. She snorted coldly, “If you can’t help me, then get lost. Don’t even think about sleeping in my room tonight!”
Ji·Resigned·Yanshang: “…”
Quietly, he pulled out his long-unused keyboard, unable to hide it any longer, this belated rebellion.
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As one of the leading eight tough guys, he looked at Ji Tian provocatively, “What’s up? Are you convinced? You won’t find many around here with our strength, even the few guys around you might not match us.”
Weinan awkwardly touched his nose, his teeth aching at the sight of their muscular physiques. He was just into eating, drinking, and having fun. Where would he find the time to exercise? He didn’t dare retort for a moment.
He glanced at Jingyou, who was whistling and guiltily turned his head away. What was the point of looking at him? Could looking at him help defeat these strong men?
Man, he didn’t want his tender flesh to get hurt.
Gong Yu furrowed his brows, his lips tightly pursed. Just as he was about to save Ji Tian from the situation, he saw the person in question stand up from her chair, arrogantly wiggling a finger: “Bros, everyone has their peak moment, don’t take a moment for eternity. What is this to me? Minor case. I have a not-so-flattering nickname, Sister Tian, specialized in handling all kinds of disapproval!”
The eight tough guys: “…”
The people around them: “…”
Silent barrage: “[…]”
This was no longer something that could be summarized by ‘not outstanding’. With her arrogance, she might need to call the police in necessary circumstances.
“How come you’re still putting on airs! Little sis, hurry up and apologize and let’s get out of here,” Weinan whispered to Ji Tian.
But Ji Tian, turning her gaze around and scanning, then walked towards a corner.
“What are you doing, come back, apologize to smooth things over!”
Ji Tian headed straight for a steel rod in the corner, its rigid material weighing in her hand, somewhat harsh to the touch, a layer of rust-yellow staining her originally fair palm.
She held the steel rod up in front of them: “I can break this. Can you?”
