USWHC -Chapter 109 Getting Beaten Up (Part 9)

Listening to Old Madam Ji endlessly grumbling, Old Master Ji’s complaints finally ignited a fire in her heart she could no longer suppress. With a sharp “crash,” she hurled a broken porcelain bowl from the table onto the floor.

This was a serious move! Everyone stared at her in shock, only to see her stomping her feet and shouting, “I don’t care! This family must be divided!”

Old Master Ji was genuinely startled by this. He froze for a moment, and just as everyone thought he would retreat to a corner and sob weakly, suddenly, he exploded too.

“Smash it! Smash it! Even if this house gets destroyed, I still won’t split it!” With that, he lunged forward, raising a table from the kang (heated brick bed) as if to slam it onto the ground. “Fine! Let’s end it all!”

“Your parents are fighting!” Zhu Jie squatted at the doorway, leaning her cheek against the frame, her voice quiet, almost emotionless.

From behind, she heard a deep sigh. Even without looking back, Zhu Jie could sense the helpless sorrow—any child would feel uneasy hearing their parents fight.

“Sorry… it seems like it’s my fault!” Zhu Jie sheepishly turned to Ji Yi, her eyes wide and pleading. “Should I go apologize to them?”

She made a move to stand, but in the next instant, broad hands pressed firmly on her shoulders.

“Forget it. This isn’t your fault.”

Zhu Jie looked up at him. Honestly, she had no intention of apologizing, but in front of a man, some pretense had to be maintained!

“But…” Zhu Jie still looked bewildered and frustrated. “They…”

Sometimes it’s best to leave some things unsaid. Zhu Jie didn’t finish the thought—after all, bystanders need only a hint of concern, nothing more.

Ji Yi, however, silently stood and said, “Mother actually wanted to divide the family long ago. It’s not because you’re here.” With that, he resolutely walked toward them.

Zhu Jie was curious—why would a son more capable than an ox be so disliked by Old Madam Ji? Ji Yi offered no further explanation.

Inside the main house, the argument had become even louder. Ji Yi pushed the door open and saw Ji Laoda and Ji Mei each holding one of Old Master Ji’s arms, while Sister-in-law You clutched the table tightly, crying, “Father, don’t mind! This table is worth a fortune!”

A table is worth a fortune… Zhu Jie silently groaned. Their priorities were… unique, to say the least.

At this moment, Old Madam Ji stood opposite Old Master Ji, shouting, “Let him smash it! Isn’t he fed up already?”

Zhu Jie watched all this unfold, quietly sighing. Why hasn’t it been smashed yet?

Indeed, they had been posturing for a long time. Old Master Ji was merely pretending to raise the table; Zhu Jie noticed the unwillingness in his eyes. For this poor family, a table must be very valuable.

Zhu Jie still couldn’t fully grasp it, but judging by how serious they were, this drama was far from over.

Then, in the next moment, Ji Yi suddenly rushed forward, lifted the table himself, and firmly placed it on the bed. The others, lacking his strength, could only stare, stunned, unable to react.

“Father, I agree to divide the family!” In the silence, only Ji Yi’s resolute voice rang clearly.

Everyone in the room widened their eyes. Old Madam Ji immediately frowned in worry at Ji Yi.

“I warned you, don’t expect to take anything!”

“I don’t want anything!”

Almost simultaneously, Old Madam Ji and Ji Yi spoke.

Zhu Jie froze. Nothing at all? Were they planning to live on air?

Old Master Ji hurriedly urged, “Yi, don’t be stubborn. The family is fine as it is; we don’t have to divide!”

Zhu Jie also gently tugged at Ji Yi. This wasn’t the time for stubbornness—if he took nothing, how would they survive?

And why should Old Madam Ji get away with taking nothing? Zhu Jie wished she could tear off a piece of her! Many things belonged rightfully to him—they must be claimed!

Sister-in-law You and the others, hearing Ji Yi’s words, were overjoyed. Ji Laoda happily patted Ji Yi on the shoulder, saying, “Our Yi’er is so good! Understanding and considerate of his parents’ struggles!”

He was taking Ji Yi’s outburst as a promise!

No, this nice guy couldn’t be trusted! Zhu Jie, sweating profusely, panicked. This affected her very survival—if Ji Yi didn’t fight, she had to.