My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1778: Not Needed
"Did you drink it?" she couldn’t help but ask worriedly, feeling his head leaning heavily on her shoulder.
"I did. I can’t let them succeed and catch me off guard. These people may seem graceful on the surface, but they do much scheming in private. As the younger generation, I can’t lose face for the elders. They want to see me fall and make a fool of myself, but I won’t give them that chance. Since they kept offering drinks, I kept drinking without changing my expression!"
Jun Yiyi, having grown up in upper society, naturally understood the people he was talking about. On the surface, they seem to chat and laugh amicably, but they hide a dagger behind a smile. Their treachery never comes openly but stabs you secretly while they smile like a friend in front of you.
Facing such cunning people every day, always on guard against being sabotaged, this kind of life must be very tiring!
If the circle of wealthy people is like this, then politics is even more complex, with more ruthless and heartless individuals.
At this moment, listening to his calm and indifferent voice, she inexplicably felt a subtle pain in her heart.
"So you drank all of it? How could you bear it, aren’t you afraid of alcohol poisoning?"
She found it hard to imagine how uncomfortable and awful he felt after drinking so much.
Ji Lingkong slightly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes bleary with intoxication.
"Yiyi, are you worried about me?"
His voice became extraordinarily gentle, and his fingers gently brushed her forehead.
"It’s okay, I’m fine, don’t worry!"
When he really couldn’t stand it anymore, he would excuse himself to the bathroom, swallow a tablet, and vomit everything he had drunk. However, that feeling of upheaval was indeed somewhat uncomfortable.
Moreover, those old foxes were very insidious, mixing red with white, throwing all kinds of liquors together, not letting him off easy intentionally. But due to the complex political relationships, and because of the intricate ties these people had with his father, no matter how much he disliked them, he endured it with a smile and drank it down.
In the end, seeing they couldn’t make him fall or provoke him to anger and catch him off guard, those old foxes could only awkwardly smile and praise the young man’s prowess before leaving embarrassed.
No one dared to propose a toast again, as his fierce determination also intimidated them.
"I’m not worried about you," Jun Yi shyly turned her face away, denying her concern, "You’re the son of the Councilman, so many relatives and family subordinates care about you, you don’t need me to care."
Ji Lingkong was stunned for a moment, then revealed a faint sense of bitterness.
Do many people care? It seems like many, with plenty offering warm words and flattering affections. But who knows how they secretly hate, mock, and scheme against him?
How complicated a big family can be, he realized very clearly over these months. As the adopted son of the Councilman, just that status alone was enough to upset many because his sudden appearance took away what they wanted, so how could they not be wary and envious of him?
His father’s title, his father’s immense wealth, and political power, as well as the family’s prestige, in the Aus Empire, almost no one could surpass these.
Therefore, many relatives and clansmen have always coveted this position. Seeing that the biological son of his parents has died, they must be thinking of ways to capture his father’s attention, push their own children into position, hoping to catch his father’s eye, and then inherit this massive family, wealth, title, and honor.
But his arrival disturbed too many people’s interests.
He caused many people to see their dreams shattered.
