Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Ji Xian still felt uneasy, and before leaving, he repeatedly urged her to be sure to stay safe.

Yun Yue watched his staggering figure, feeling unease in her heart. Could it be that her grandfather was in danger?

She dialed a number for Xiao Bai, "Xiao Bai, don’t participate in this operation. Send more people to protect grandfather. We must not let anything happen to him."

"Yes, boss!" Xiao Bai didn’t feel regret when he received the call but felt tremendous pressure. He knew full well the importance of Old Master Ji to her, and the mission carried great responsibility.

Yun Yue returned to her room and began to dress up like Ji Wenjun.

The mother and daughter were already quite similar in appearance, and with Yun Yue’s skills in disguise, from her expression to her gaze, she perfectly imitated Ji Wenjun. Even He Yao would never be able to tell the difference.

During the makeup process, Feng Ye, Mo Fan, and Jiang Qi all arrived.

The moment they saw her, everyone stood up, and subconsciously exclaimed, "Aunt Wen Jun."

"Aunt Wen Jun, weren’t you supposed to be under protection?" Feng Ye was stunned. Why was she still here?

Xiao Chen was also unable to distinguish the real from the fake for a moment, but he clearly knew the person in front of him was not Aunt Wen Jun.

Yun Yue’s eyebrows suddenly became defiant and arrogant, radiating a devil-may-care attitude, "What, don’t you recognize me anymore?"

"Sister Yue?!"

The sudden transformation shocked both Feng Ye and Jiang Qi, who incredulously walked over and examined her!

"It’s incredible! Exactly alike. I was quite worried initially. After all, you and Aunt Wen Jun have completely different personalities. Even if you two look similar, it would be hard to mimic her charm, but now it seems there’s no need to worry."

Both of them marveled.

Mo Fan certainly knew how capable Yun Yue was, "The boss’s disguise skills are top-notch. If she took someone else’s identity and stood beside you without deliberately revealing herself, you would definitely not recognize her."

"Is that so?" Xiao Chen stared meaningfully at Yun Yue, as if he had seen through her.

Yun Yue felt unnervingly scrutinized by his gaze. Could he have discovered something?

There was no time to delay, so let’s proceed according to the plan," Yun Yue began.

"Mo Fan, put on my clothes and pretend to be me, this way He Yao will lower his guard."

The two were similar in height, and her black, loose-fitting clothes could cover her physique well. Wearing a baseball cap, it was difficult to tell it was a disguise.

"Alright." Mo Fan nodded, went into Yun Yue’s room to find a set of her clothes to change into, even wearing her necklace. Then, putting on a baseball cap and carrying a backpack, he walked out.

The two of them had performed tasks before where Mo Fan had impersonated Yun Yue, so it wasn’t difficult for her.

"You two should consider becoming actors; it’s a waste not to," lamented Feng Ye.

"Don’t joke around. If I were to break into the entertainment industry, half of the industry’s pretenders would be done for!" Mo Fan imitated Yun Yue’s casual manner of speaking.

Feng Ye smirked, "Well said."

Regardless of which of the two entered the entertainment industry, those pretenders would really suffer.

"Let’s go." Yun Yue linked arms with Mo Fan and headed out. The two drama kings had suddenly entered the role, making it hard for everyone to keep up.

Jiang Qi watched their retreating figures, feeling bewildered. "Hopefully, we aren’t the ones who’ll lag behind."

"You’re wrong; it’s you two, not me," Xiao Chen glanced at him and followed along.

Jiang Qi: "..."

Feng Ye: "..."

Their plan was to go to the suburbs for fun, where there was a sea of flowers, and the location was meticulously selected.

Ji Wenjun loved the sea of flowers, especially in the suburbs, where fighting could avoid harming the innocent.

It was mid-October weather, crisp and refreshing. It had rained the night before, and the autumn wind still carried a slight chill.

A group of people drove to the countryside.

As soon as they left Shengting, He Yao received the news.

Uncle Fu sought He Yao’s opinion, "Master, should we take action? It’s a rare opportunity!"

This was their outing, and they hadn’t brought many people along; it was the best time to make a move.

He Yao pondered for a while before speaking, "I always feel there’s a trap. Are you sure that person is the lady?"

"Photos have been taken, master. You can take a look," Uncle Fu handed him a photo that was very clear.

In the photo, Ji Wenjun was dressed in a vintage red long dress, leaning on the car window with slightly squinted eyes and a smile that was deeper than ever.

Next to her was Yun Yue, wearing a duckbill cap and speaking with Xiao Chen.

"Where are they heading?" He Yao put down the photo and stared at him with a deep sense of caution.

Respectfully, Uncle Fu spoke, "According to the information from our people, they went for a picnic in the suburban flower fields. They brought only a chef and four bodyguards, no weapons, and there aren’t many people around; it’s the best time to act."

"Very well!" He Yao stood up, determined, "No matter if there is a trap, the visibility in the countryside is broad. They won’t have anywhere to escape or hide. Inform them to proceed—I’m not only going to rescue Wen Jun, but I’m also planning to take control of the whole of Beijing!"

"Yes, I will notify them right away," Uncle Fu respectfully withdrew.

Xiao Mingwei, hearing his words, was even more excited, "Master will surely succeed in rescuing the lady and taking control of Beijing."

By the time he left, he would be the one calling the shots in the whole of Beijing!

He Yao glanced at him, "You’ve managed the company well these years. From now on, all the major and minor affairs in Beijing will be managed by you."

"Yes! Thank you, master!" Xiao Mingwei kneeled down, full of gratitude and ambition towards He Yao.

Even though he was born poor, eventually all the nobles in Beijing would have to listen to him!

He Yao’s men had already infiltrated Beijing, disguised and hidden in every corner. Upon hearing He Yao’s orders, they all moved out toward the Four Major Families and other influential families.

**

On Yun Yue’s side, a patch of grass was chosen for setting up a picnic blanket piled with plenty of snacks and fruits, while Xiao Feng was grilling kebabs nearby.

"Yueyue, come here, I’ve picked a lot of flowers just for you." Yun Yue, pretending to be Ji Wenjun, ran over with a bunch of flowers and handed them to Mo Fan.

"Thank you, I really like them," Mo Fan looked with a deeply satisfied expression at the person in front of him.

Ah, she had that same expression when she pretended to be the old lady, and now, portraying the head lady, it was still the same; she finally understood where that motherly feeling towards her daughter came from.

She was a professional at playing a mother!

"These two are professionals, aren’t they!" Jiang Qi propped an arm on Feng Ye’s shoulder, watching from behind and praising.

Ji Wenjun, holding up her skirt, trotted over, "Feng Feng, are they ready yet? Hurry, hurry, I’m drooling already!"

Though he knew the person in front wasn’t real, the resemblance was uncanny. Miss Yun really was impressive!

She magnificently portrayed two extremely different characters!

They really felt like they were facing Lady Wenjun.

"Soon, Lady Wenjun, please sit over there and wait; I’ll bring them over shortly," Xiao Feng fanned the charcoal beneath, which was burning brightly.

"Well, make it quick." Ji Wenjun obediently sat down in a nearby chair, cupping her cheeks and staring eagerly at the barbecue on the grill.