Chapter 1025: Chapter 1025 [The Grandson-in-Law is Stronger Than Ye Mingtian] Eighth Update!

Upon hearing that it was related to Ye Mingtian, Ye Jianguo immediately showed a smile and said with great relief, “Being busy is good. If he has no time, it means his career is booming. Unlike you guys! One by one, you all have no skills and idle around every day.”

As he spoke, Ye Jianguo’s gaze changed, glancing at Ye Zimo and the others, looking exasperated as if disappointed in them.

After the Ye Family meeting ended, the butler approached Ye Jianguo.

“Master, Mr. Ji Qingrong is already waiting for you at the pavilion on General Lake,” the butler said respectfully.

A flicker of surprise crossed Ye Jianguo’s eyes as he asked in astonishment, “What is old Ji up to? It surely isn’t with good intentions.”

General Lake. Surrounded by mountains on all sides, it has a serene environment; the lake surface remains undisturbed, without a ripple.

In the pavilion at the center of the lake sits an elder in front of a stone table. Although already past sixty, his sitting posture is imposing, his back incredibly straight like a steel lance, projecting a powerful aura with just a glance.

Near the pier leading to the pavilion was a parked car, with four middle-aged men standing by it. They stood completely still, with eyes like lightning and exuding an aura of danger.

Originally a well-known tourist spot, where visitors should have been coming in endless streams, today it was particularly quiet with not a single tourist in sight.

Shortly after, a green jeep pulled over.

A few people got out of the car; leading them was an old man with a vigorous stride, moving forward with undiminished momentum from his younger years.

“Please, Mr. Ye!”

The four middle-aged men by the pier spoke in unison.

Ye Jianguo glanced at the four of them, dissatisfied, “Such a grand entrance.”

“Acting like the Heavenly King, as if no one recognizes him.” Ye Jianguo continued.

“Old Ye, I think I heard you badmouthing me,” Ji Qingrong’s voice rang out from the distant pavilion.

As he walked, Ye Jianguo said, “Yes, I was indeed badmouthing you. You’ve brought me here mysteriously, just to show off, huh? Should I call a few hundred people to stand around General Lake to really make you look prestigious?”

“Old Ye, it seems you’ve truly aged, becoming so fussy, like an old woman,” Ji Qingrong laughed heartily.

The guards from both sides at the pier remained emotionless, apparently used to such exchanges.

If ordinary people heard the family heads of the Ye family and Ji family bickering like two children, they would surely be shocked.

“You’re the one acting like an old woman! How do I resemble one?” Ye Jianguo retorted without mercy.

“Hahaha…” Ji Qingrong just laughed silently.

Ye Jianguo gracefully took a seat in front of Ji Qingrong, displeased, “Old Ji, why’d you drag me here? Speak up, get to the point.”

“Hehe, what could it be? Just to play a few rounds with you.”

Ji Qingrong pointed at the chessboard on the stone table.

Ye Jianguo looked frustrated and extremely puzzled, “Just for this?”

Ji Qingrong appeared confused, “What else? What other business could I have with you?”

“What nonsense, let’s start quickly, I thought it was something important, wasting my time pruning plants,” Ye Jianguo was visibly annoyed.

Ji Qingrong glanced at him and laughed, “Hehe, I bet it’s cutting into your time with your old flame, isn’t it?”

“Pah, Ji old man, you’re just like a dog that can’t speak properly. I’m not playing anymore, I’m leaving,” Ye Jianguo grumbled, pretending to get up and leave.

“Look at your temper, saying a couple of words, and you’re angry,” Ji Qingrong said helplessly, “I’ve made the first move.”

Ye Jianguo glared at Ji Qingrong then sat back down, dropping a piece without even looking.

“Old Ji, if you have something to say, say it. Are you planning to marry that Qiushui girl into my Ye family?” Ye Jianguo asked.

Ji Qingrong laughed heartily but didn’t reply.

Ye Jianguo’s eyes brightened and he couldn’t help but ask, “Did I guess right? Haha, our third generation in the Ye family is quite ordinary, only Mingtian, Ziyue, and Ziyong can be considered decent.”

Although Ye Jianguo spoke very modestly, his tone and expression were filled with undisguisable pride and arrogance.

“Old Ye, you always said I love to pretend and show off, but in reality, it seems you’re the true master at it,” Ji Qingrong said speechlessly.

Ye Mingtian is lauded as a “perfect man,” even the picky older generation couldn’t find any fault in him, yet to Ye Jianguo, he was just deemed ‘decent’—is this not the epitome of boasting?

Ye Jianguo laughed heartily, “So go ahead, old Ji, which of the three do you fancy? Is it Mingtian? If it’s Mingtian, I can’t promise anything. He must like her himself; I rarely interfere in his matters. If it’s the other two, I can agree on the spot.”

But to Ye Jianguo’s surprise, Ji Qingrong shook his head, “None of them!”

“What?” Ye Jianguo asked, shocked, “What? None of them? Could it be Zimo or someone like that?”

“Haha, old Ye, I’ve already found a great match for that Qiushui girl. You needn’t worry; your grandsons are not so fortunate,” Ji Qingrong laughed heartily.

“Hmm? You’ve already betrothed Qiushui? To whom? How come I didn’t know at all?” Ye Jianguo was filled with shock.

Ji Qingrong’s smile was enigmatic, “Well, you’ll find out when the time comes.”

Seeing Ji Qingrong’s mischievous smile, Ye Jianguo couldn’t help but say, “You old chap are even pickier than me; whoever caught your eye cannot be average.”

“Of course, I can’t say for others, but my future grandson-in-law is just a bit stronger than your Mingtian,” Ji Qingrong said with a face full of pride.

Ye Jianguo immediately disagreed, exclaiming, “What? Better than my Mingtian? Ji old man, don’t talk nonsense; it’s not boasting, but in the younger generation in Capital City, who can surpass my Mingtian?”

Ye Jianguo continued, “Let’s not even talk about the younger generation; even pulling from our children’s generation, is there anyone better? If there is, it could only be our Chenfu.”

“Alright, alright, your Mingtian is the best. But I remember you just said your Mingtian was only ‘decent,’ so how has it now become that no one can surpass him?” Ji Qingrong did not argue with Ye Jianguo but rather pointed out the inconsistency in Ye Jianguo’s earlier words.