Chapter 1794 - 1794 Ji Ziyin Slapped in the Face!

1794 Ji Ziyin Slapped in the Face!

Ji Ziyin was surprised that Bo Zheng did not intend to return the batch of goods on her account.

She walked back to the sofa with her phone and sat down with her legs crossed. She reached out and poured herself a gla.s.s of tequila. Then, she held her phone and stared at Bo Zheng’s reply from three minutes ago. Her other hand subconsciously swirled the wine gla.s.s in her hand.

The bright-colored, famous wine rippled in the gla.s.s.

Ji Ziyin elegantly held the wine gla.s.s and was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, she put it back on the table and focused all her attention on the message again. She narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her red lips with an ambiguous smile.

Bo Zheng called her “Miss Ji” in the message.

In other words, he knew her ident.i.ty and the power behind her very well.

However, he still rejected her.

Ji Ziyin did not expect this outcome, but she did not take it to heart.

In her eyes, Bo Zheng was no different from the Jiang family. They were both people she did not need to worry about. She wouldn’t lower herself to look for them.

The other party was unwilling to give her face… then she could only slap his face back!

Ji Ziyin called someone. The moment the call was picked up, the person on the other end was pleasantly surprised. It was obvious how much he wanted to curry favor with her.

Ji Ziyin lowered her eyes slightly and said elegantly and calmly, “It’s like this. I have a batch of goods in detention…”

A few minutes later, she hung up and placed her phone back on the coffee table.

Then, she grabbed the wine gla.s.s and downed it in one gulp.

After she finished drinking, she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The next day.

Ji Ziyin only received news from the illegal district at noon.

The underground auction that she had set up in the illegal district for a long time was gone.

The Black Mandala made its move.

One-hit kill.

Her underground auction house was flattened.

Ji Ziyin’s mind buzzed when she received this news, and she did not come back to her senses for a long time. She only reacted when her people asked her anxiously, “Miss Ji, how did you provoke the people from Black Mandala? Haven’t they been in hiding for a long time?”

Ji Ziyin bit her lower lip and could not make a sound for a long time. In fact, she was equally dumbfounded.

How did she know that she would provoke someone from Black Mandala!

She had never interacted with these people!

They were all ruthless.

Who would provoke this organization for no reason?

Ji Ziyin hung up the call and was about to contact the Independent Continent to find out what was going on when, unexpectedly, the people from the Independent Continent contacted her at this moment.

“Second Uncle.”

Ji Ziyin was still wary and respectful of Ji Xiao. After all, he was in charge of a branch hall in the Ji family and his subordinates were not weak.

She had always been smart and knew who to be polite to.

Unexpectedly, she heard Ji Xiao’s angry voice. “What did you do in Beijing?”

“What?” Ji Ziyin was a little confused. Subconsciously frowning, she held back her temper and replied in a dignified and magnanimous tone, “I’ve been staying in the hotel for the past few days. What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“You didn’t go out? You didn’t provoke anyone?”

Ji Xiao clearly did not believe her.

After confirming that she did not go out and did not provoke anyone, only then did he say in a bad tone, “Bright Gate destroyed a few of our important strongholds. We suffered heavy losses this time!”