Chapter 129

After turning off the TV, he put down the remote control and got up to go upstairs.

"Chicheng."

When Ji Chicheng walked past Lin Yanqin, Lin Yanqin suddenly stopped him.

He stopped, turned to look at her suspiciously, and said lazily, "Is sister-in-law okay?"

She looked too lazy to care about her.

But Lin Yanqin still faced each other with a smile on her face, "Is Xiangting doing well in school?"

"No time to pay attention." Ji Chicheng replied lightly, frowning slightly.

That expression seems to be asking: Do you think I'm so free?

After speaking, he didn't care about Lin Yanqin's green face, turned around and left without looking back.

This kid, from childhood to adulthood, has never respected her sister-in-law.

If she didn't hate Yang Yufang's mother and son even more, she wouldn't even look at him in this house, and he still seemed to be dragging her.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Yanqin stared at Ji Chicheng's aloof and arrogant back, thinking resentfully in her heart that if the glass in her hand wasn't of good quality, it would have been crushed by him.

...

Because of the TV episode last night, Ji Anning is still embarrassed, afraid of seeing Ji Chicheng, she got up and washed up, and went downstairs to see that Ji Chicheng was not downstairs.

She carried her bag and hurried to the door.

The old man was reading a newspaper on the sofa, and Ji Anning stopped in front of him, "Good morning, Grandpa, I'm going to be late for class, so I'm leaving first."

After saying hello, she was about to lift her foot and continue walking towards the door, when the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at her, "Don't you want to eat breakfast?"

Ji Anning was stunned for a moment, usually in such a situation, the old man would just say 'hmm' without raising his head.

She didn't give herself much time to think about this question, and then she shook her head with a smile, "No, I'll just go to school and buy something to eat."

Hearing this, the old man didn't speak, looked at the servant squatting aside who was making tea for him, and ordered: "Sister-in-law Ling, go to the kitchen and bring some food for An Ning."

"Okay." Aunt Ling replied, then got up and went to the restaurant.

Ji Anning was not pretentious, looked at the old man with a smile, and thanked, "Thank you, grandpa."

At this time, the old man lowered his head again and concentrated on the newspaper in his hand. He was wearing reading glasses, and there were a few white strands in his hair and eyebrows.

Not knowing what he saw, the old man suddenly frowned.

Ji Anning's eyes shifted to the newspaper in the old man's hand. It was a news about refugees from a certain country. She just saw the headline of the news clearly. The old man suddenly sighed and turned the newspaper over.

That sigh contained a lot of helplessness and pity.

Ji Anning looked at him, feeling strange for a moment, and then she curled her lips in relief.

If a person who can sit in his position always shows his good side, how can he erect his majesty and make his competitors afraid of him?

She thought it was the reason why she couldn't hate his old man all the time.

...

"Why is grandpa treating Ji Anning so well now?"

Upstairs, three people, Lin Yanqin, mother and daughter, were standing at the stairs, seeing the old man calling Ji Anning to stop and asking the servant to give her breakfast, they were extremely jealous.

Especially Ji Ruoqian who was punished by the old man several times in a row because of Ji Anning.

"Oh, grandpa is counting on others to give him great-grandchildren."

While Ji Xiangting said coolly, she stared at Ji Anning with hostility and jealousy.

Ji Ruoqian frowned depressedly, "I really can't stand my grandfather, what kind of family is our family? He is so superstitious and believes in a fortune-telling."