"Capability." Di Mingjue dropped the two words and continued forward, pushing his wheelchair.
Di Dongsheng was momentarily stunned by those simple words. By the time he regained his senses, Di Mingjue had already entered the living room. He kicked at the stone steps, sending a flower pot flying.
Soil scattered, and the vibrant blossoms were buried beneath the dirt. As if seeing Di Mingjue's reflection, he used his toe to forcefully trample on it, until the flowers and soil were completely intertwined.
Jiang Ziyu saw Di Mingjue return and observed his expression. She looked up towards the window, Di Dongsheng's actions catching her eye.
He really couldn't keep his composure!
Muttering to herself, Jiang Ziyu looked down at Di Mingjue, who had arrived in front of her at some unknown time.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Ziyu's gaze shifted from the floor-to-ceiling window to the living room entrance.
Di Mingjue turned his head and glanced at Di Dongsheng, "Push me upstairs."
Seeing the two about to clash again, Jiang Ziyu complied with his request and pushed the wheelchair upstairs.
Upon reaching the upper floor, Jiang Ziyu released the wheelchair and looked at Di Mingjue, having something to say.
"You have something to say?" Di Mingjue asked.
Her hesitant demeanor was palpable even with closed eyes.
"It's nothing, I'll go check on Qianqian." Jiang Ziyu swallowed her words.
How their brothers fought had nothing to do with her. Speaking too much would only make her seem nosy.
Di Mingjue, noticing her troubled expression, slid his wheelchair to follow her.
The two walked out of the room one after another and bumped into the old woman approaching them.
"Mingjue, come to the study with me." The old woman's tone was stern.
The storm that was bound to come was finally here!
Jiang Ziyu stood quietly to the side, trying her best to minimize her presence.
Di Mingjue moved away from her side, casting a thoughtful glance at Jiang Ziyu, who stood perfectly straight.
In the study.
"Did you argue with Dongsheng at the company?" the old woman asked.
"What did he say to you?"
The old woman came before him and sighed, "You are all family. Dongsheng is naturally strong-willed. Be more tolerant of him and don't argue with him."
Tolerant?
Di Mingjue avoided the old woman's touch. He couldn't understand why an adult would need others to be tolerant, especially when it involved wrongdoing. Tolerance in such situations was akin to abetting evil.
Her arm dropped, and the old woman sensed his displeasure. "Dongsheng sought out your third uncle today, and your third uncle was very angry. He came and criticized your behavior to me. Mingjue, Grandma knows you are meticulous in your work and cannot tolerate any imperfections. Regarding Dongsheng's situation, although I don't know what happened, Grandma believes in you and will stand by your side. Just do what you need to do, and I will bear the consequences."
Her shoulder was patted, and the old woman revealed a kind smile.
The current standing of Di Ming Corporation was also thanks to Di Mingjue's contributions.
Emerging from the study, Di Mingjue found Jiang Ziyu.
At first, he hadn't understood her hesitancy, but after his conversation with the old woman, he finally understood.
"Are you trying to tell me Di Dongsheng brought elders to the house?"
His direct questioning actually put Jiang Ziyu at ease. She raised an eyebrow and kindly reminded him, "I warned you before that people who stay by your side have impure motives. Whether it's company matters or your health, there are people manipulating things."
Including Qianqian; her inability to speak was due not only to fright but also to someone's interference.
Jiang Ziyu needed to ensure his safety until he successfully underwent the kidney transplant for Yuze.
Di Mingjue's gaze turned cold as he grabbed Jiang Ziyu's arm, questioning her icily, "What exactly do you know?"
His fingers dug firmly into her wrist. Jiang Ziyu looked at her reddening arm. She rotated her wrist and cried out uncomfortably, "You're hurting me."