Ji Qingshang stared blankly at the self-satisfied Ji Fengyan. She simply could not reconcile the young lady in front of her with her memory of the sorry figure that was forever hiding in corners. However, she quickly regained her composure.
"Of course I recognize you, how could I not? I just did not think that you could manage to create so much trouble even after fleeing to this desolate area. I truly did not think that you were such a malcontent." Ji Qingshang sneered.
Ji Fengyan shrugged her shoulders slightly and ignored Ji Qingshang's taunts.
The present head of the Ji family was called Ji Ru. He was already past 50 years old and had three sons and two daughters. Ji Fengyan's father, Ji Yun, was his third son and the fifth in the family. The posturing Ji Qingshang was the daughter of Ji Ru's youngest daughter. She had lived in the Ji household since she was young and her father held a high position in the capital, all the members of the Ji family favored her.
