"Anning won’t let see her." Yang Yufang lowered her head.
Due to the angle, the eye without a cornea caught Xin Xiaoxiao’s attention, along with her forlorn deanor, and for a mont, Xin Xiaoxiao felt a bit softhearted.
Her attitude and tone softened slightly, and she said, "It’s normal for her not to want to see you. Your adopted son is always scheming against her and Ji Chicheng, trying to harm them. If it were , I wouldn’t want to see you either."
Hearing this, Yang Yufang looked up, utterly shocked, "No, Jingfeng didn’t try to harm them."
She shook her head, looking very anxious.
"Ha." Xin Xiaoxiao let out a cold laugh, "You’re still speaking up for Ji Jingfeng at this point? Don’t you know in your heart whether he hard them or not?"
She had personally witnessed him and Yang Danning discussing how to plot against Ji Chicheng, and yet she said he didn’t harm them.
Then she sarcastically added, "I used to think I was pitiful for losing my mom at a young age, but compared to Ji Anning, I feel much luckier. At least my mom didn’t disown ."
Having said that, she rolled her eyes at Yang Yufang, turned around, and left without looking back.
...
At this mont, Xiang Yiqing should have already boarded the plane.
Ji Anning leaned against the headboard, glanced at the ti displayed on her phone—it was two o’clock—Xiang Yiqing’s flight was at 1:50.
So, it would take him about twelve to thirteen hours to reach M Country, yet Uncle had already woken up four or five hours ago.
No... perhaps it’s been more than four or five hours. Xiang Yiqing’s friend there is just helping to keep an eye. When he found out that Uncle had woken up, it definitely wasn’t at the first mont.
So is Korea with Uncle now? She made several calls, but Charles just had his attendant answer them, who only told her that Uncle was doing well. Why wouldn’t they tell her the truth? Are they conspiring with Korea?
But Charles doesn’t seem like that kind of person. From what she knows of Charles, if he knew Uncle was his son, he wouldn’t stop her from being with Uncle.
And then there’s Fenfen, Fenfen is his granddaughter, and there’s also the child in her belly.
He’s so domineering. Even before he knew Uncle was his son, he tried every way to make Uncle and Fenfen take the surna Charles.
So, even if he didn’t want Uncle to be with her, he would never abandon his own granddaughter.
The more anxious she felt, the less she could understand.
No, she had to call Charles again; this ti, she must get Charles to answer the phone.
"Miss Niannian."
The other side picked up, and it was still Willis’s voice.
Ji Anning let her welling tears fall, crying out, "Uncle Willis, please, let Mr. Charles take the call."
Hearing her cry on the phone, they asked urgently, "Miss Niannian, what’s wrong with you?"
"Fenfen is missing, Fenfen is gone." Ji Anning said while looking at the little girl playing with Thomas on the mat.
Probably hearing Ji Anning ntion her na, the little girl also looked up at her.
Seeing her cry, her chubby little body imdiately got up and ran towards Ji Anning, "Mom..."
As she opened her mouth to call ’Mommy,’ Ji Anning imdiately gestured for her to "shush."
Fenfen pursed her lips shut, walked to the bedside, and climbed onto the bed to wipe Ji Anning’s tears.
On the other end of the phone, upon hearing that Fenfen was missing, Willis hurriedly called out to Charles, "Mr. Charles, Miss Niannian is on the phone, saying Fenfen is missing."
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