The chaebol scholar is a roommate

The plane flew peacefully in the air all the way. At this time, Ji Siye had already changed into men's clothes, and his hair that was a bit long was cut short again.

The reason why she did this was to let her grandmother relax her vigilance, hoping to get something out of her mouth.

After all, what she needs most now is to know what her grandmother did to Sang Yuzhi.

Because Zhang Yici reminded her that if Sang Yuzhi came to China alone, something would happen to her, that is, she might have difficulties in the past.

At that time, Ji Siye, who was stunned by the betrayal, was not willing to understand Sang Yuzhi at all, and with the death of her mother, she was even more unable to accept everything calmly.

So she never considered what price Sang Yuzhi would have to pay, let alone how her family was.

Ji Siye thought a lot, and finally made her a little tired, and fell asleep slowly.

After getting off the plane, she saw several black Bentley cars standing at the gate of the airport. Among them, a tall blond man in a suit stepped forward. He was over forty years old but still looked very stylish and handsome.

"Welcome back, my Duke William!" The middle-aged man in a suit shouted softly.

"Ha Sen, long time no see." The only housekeeper Ji Siye liked, followed him into the car.

Hasson joked while driving: "Little Duke William is getting more and more attractive, and he has attracted the attention of many ladies as soon as he got off the plane."

"Thank you for the compliment, Hasen." Ji Siye relaxed.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Wilson is already waiting for you." Ha Sen glanced at Ji Siye through the rearview mirror and reminded him very seriously.

"Then go and meet her." Ji Siye said without fear.

Hasen said yes, and took Ji Siye back to the suburban castle where she was born and raised. It was a duke's mansion with a history of about 300 years.

Looking at the majestic and majestic castle at this moment, Ji Siye has mixed feelings. Here she spent a seemingly happy but unhappy childhood.

Familiar murals along the way were displayed in front of her eyes one by one. She knew that these were photos of each generation of dukes, symbolizing the glory of the family.

Especially when entering the hall, looking at the resplendent and extravagant inner hall, no matter who you are, you will express your envy for the environment here.

Only Ji Siye was tired and frightened.

Because for her, these are the shackles of responsibility and the tomb of indifference.

Ji Siye pushed open the outer door of the inner room, and walked to an extremely beautiful inner courtyard garden, which used to be his mother's favorite resting place, and now only memories remain.

However, Ji Siye did not expect that Grandma Wilson was sitting on the white cradle bench with closed eyes enjoying the blue sky. When she heard footsteps, she slowly opened her light green eyes.

It was only then that Ji Siye realized that his grandmother, who used to look like a lady, was now full of temple hair and old.But even so, she was an elegant and beautiful lady, so she saw Ji Siye walking over on his own initiative.

"William, have you finally taken the initiative to go home?" Wilson even spoke so peacefully, as if she still regarded Ji Siye as an immature child.

Ji Siye was a little strange, avoiding her hug, walked back, and bent slightly to show courtesy.

"Grandma Wilson, long time no see. How are you?" Ji Siye asked politely out of self-cultivation and the only remaining grace of nurturing.

Wilson, who was rejected, didn't lose his composure. Instead, he pretended nothing happened and said with a smile, "I'm still in good health. I'll be even better when you come back."

"Really? But when I come back this time, I won't stay for too long. I won't come back again in the future!" Ji Siye said seriously.

After hearing this, Grandma Wilson was slightly disappointed, sullen, and said displeasedly: "Let's not talk about this matter, you are too tired, go and rest first."

Seeing that Wilson didn't want to talk to her, Ji Siye nodded, and followed Butler Hasen back to his room.

Looking at the room where she had been away for less than two years, Ji Siye couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Her grandmother had never touched anything in her room.

When I left, this room was a simple and comfortable room. Apart from neatly arranged books and murals, the other sofas and bedding had been cleaned very clean.

She caressed her dark blue quilt casually with her hands, which was her favorite color, and at this moment, because there was a gift on the quilt, it attracted her attention.

She took the gift box over and quickly opened it. It turned out to be a family portrait. It was the only family portrait in which her mother also appeared in Ji's house.

She saw again that there was a text message in the gift box, which said welcome home, signed by her uncle, that is, Nan Xinxin's father Ji Junren.

She smiled, cherished the photo frame inlaid with a golden frame, and lay on the bed hugging it.

Thinking about it carefully, I was really tired when I got home.There are more difficult things to do next.

How to get words out of Grandma Wilson's mouth.

In the evening, because of Ji Siye's arrival, Grandmother Wilson held a welcome banquet for her grandson, to be more precise, granddaughter, although only her uncle Ji Junren might be present.

But anyway, he didn't treat Ji Siye badly.

Looking at Ji Siye who was still dressed up to attend, Wilson was suddenly a little dazed. In her eyes, this child was the most outstanding genius among all the children.

He started to read at the age of three, started counting at the age of five, made simple programs at the age of ten, and won the title of world-renowned programmer when he participated in the competition at the age of 16.

At the same time, she not only has made achievements in the program, but also is top-notch in other fields, whether it is economics or politics, she is excellent.

This is the most outstanding child she has raised, and now she has become so strange to her.

It just made her heart ache.

Ji Siye looked at Ji Junren, who was coming slowly, with a radiant spirit, and he was polite and amiable to everyone.

And even though he was over thirty, but because of his baby face, he looked very young, no matter who he was, he would admit his mistake.

Coupled with his relatively unique and fashionable attire, anyone who saw it couldn't help but praise, this is His Royal Highness.

Because Ji Junren, like Ji Siye and Nan Xinxin, are of mixed blood and have a very deep silhouette. The only thing that is special is that Ji Junren still prefers European and American blue hair and blue eyes.

At this moment, he walked up to Ji Siye gently, hugged Ji Siye directly, and shouted kindly: "Welcome back, my niece William."

Ji Siye also took the initiative to hug him, and then let go, but saw his expectant eyes, and said helplessly: "Your daughter already knows about me, but she is still silent about you."

Ji Junren felt a little regretful, and sighed: "If I can not be a Duke, I think I will go find her and bring her home."

"I'm sorry, Alan, the duke position is given to you." Ji Siye smiled.

"Yes, it was given to an uncle who least wanted to be a duke. You can be free!" Ji Junren envied.

"Well, I'm free. However, it's not very thorough yet." Ji Siye looked at Grandma Wilson who was about to go downstairs, she was still dressed very delicately and elegantly.

Even if he just went downstairs slowly and was supported by others, he was still as proud as a phoenix.

At this moment, the three of them were seated in another hall of the castle, a luxurious restaurant, which was relatively empty, with a table about 10 meters long, and the table was also decorated with traditional British candles.

However, because the electric light was turned on, it did not ignite.

Then the chef took a few servants and slowly laid out the various meals one by one in order.

Start with an appetizer. Europeans and Americans like to eat a little snack and tea first, and then start to eat the main meal.

Ji Siye was already used to eating Chinese food, so that when she came back to eat these Western food, she didn't have much appetite, but she didn't want to waste food, so she just swallowed it.

Ji Junren looked at the hard-to-swallow grandmother Wilson, and asked with concern: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Grandmother Wilson glanced at Ji Junren, shook her head, and said angrily, "William, when did you become so unruly when eating?"

Ji Siye, who was halfway through eating, was suddenly stunned, why did she have no rules?

"You used to eat slowly and used knives and forks. Why did the chef prepare chopsticks for you today? You are still picky eaters!" Wilson said dissatisfied.

Ji Siye couldn't help laughing, that's right, she hasn't followed any rules for two years, so naturally she almost forgot about the so-called duke status.

"What are you laughing at?" Wilson asked dissatisfied.

"It's nothing, I just think Grandma Wilson, you don't think enjoying food should be a kind of freedom, not a kind of torture, do you?" Ji Siye responded unceremoniously.

"What do you mean, you disrespect your identity so much, isn't it a joke for people to see?" Wilson scolded angrily.

"Me? I don't seem to be a duke anymore. My uncle is the orthodox successor of the Ji family's royal duke. The point is, Grandma Wilson is a woman. Isn't a girl unworthy to be a duke?" Ji Siye retorted.

"You are not a girl! You are Duke William, the grandson of Princess Wilson Alexander!" Wilson said unwillingly.

"Grandma Wilson, you are Her Royal Highness, I know it. But from the moment I leave home, I am not under anyone's jurisdiction, not even you!" Ji Siye was straightforward.

"William! I don't care whether you obey or not, whether you obey or not, from the moment you return to England, you have responsibilities and obligations that you must face!" Wilson finished speaking, dropped the knife and fork and left the restaurant .

Ji Siye couldn't help but let out a long sigh, looked at Ji Junren who was still eating slowly, and asked helplessly, "Aren't you going to help? My uncle?"

"Let's talk about it after you have settled my daughter." Ji Junren finished with a smile and continued to eat.

Ji Siye stroked his forehead with a headache, this black-bellied uncle.

Back in the room, she stretched out her head and looked out the window. She found that many bodyguards and servants had been added to the castle. It seemed that great pains had been taken to prevent her from escaping.

Ji Siye sighed, couldn't help but took out her mobile phone, she suddenly wanted to video chat with Zhang Yici.The author has something to say: I have to say that the Ji family is all a family of handsome men and beautiful women, and none of them are crooked, and they are all nobles with gentlemanly demeanor and rich manners.