Ji Jingfeng took off his headphones and stared blankly at the road ahead, his ears incessantly replaying the words Li Fen had just said.
He shook his head.
No, it couldn’t be possible. How could he have no blood ties with the Ji Family? How could he possibly not be a child of the Ji Family?
It must have been nonsense from that old woman, it must have been.
Yet, his mind kept flashing back to every little detail about his mother’s actions towards Ji Anning since she joined the Ji Family.
And the reminders and warnings his mother repeated in his ear ti and ti again.
’You must be with Anning. In this lifeti, you can only be with Anning.’
’Without Anning, there would be no Ji Jingfeng, so put away those disloyal thoughts towards Anning.’
’...’
Not letting himself think further, he clenched his fists and, hugging his head, began to pound it vigorously, "Impossible, impossible..."
’Jingfeng, marry Anning, and I’ll imdiately step down in your favor.’
He was Ji Jingfeng, not so wild child. He belonged to the Ji Family, the legitimate grandson, the sole heir to J.C.
J.C was his, and no one could stop him from taking that position!!!
Ji Jingfeng lifted his head, his eyes shimring with an unyielding wolfish gleam, his ambition laid bare.
...
It had been several days, and his mother had been sitting in her own room, staring at his father’s photo, her gaze cold, without uttering a word.
And whenever it was ti for the al, she would co out to eat, consuming a lot as if to spite soone.
Her condition was causing Ji Anning great concern.
"Mom, the plane tickets are booked; we’re leaving the day after tomorrow." Ji Anning added so vegetables to her mother’s bowl and observed her reaction while speaking, "See if there’s anything else here that needs to be arranged..."
Her mother interrupted her coldly, "You go, I’m not going."
She didn’t look up, just like how she had been these past days, shoveling food into her mouth vigorously.
"Eat slower," Ji Anning reminded her with a frown, then continued to coax gently, "Take a trip to relax. You can always co back later."
"If you’re going to the Ji Family, I can co stay with you for a while," her mother still didn’t look up.
Upon hearing this, Ji Anning once again looked at her mother very seriously and said, "Mom... Jingfeng and I are no longer together."
’Slam,’ her mother suddenly set her chopsticks down on the table with a heavy thud and shouted at Ji Anning in agony, "Do you really enjoy incest that much?"
Ji Anning was startled!
This was the first ti her mother had yelled at her so loudly. Seeing the tears gradually shining in her mother’s eyes, Ji Anning swallowed back the rebellious words she had almost spoken.
Her mother’s tone also cald down, "Do you know, on his deathbed, he was calling your na, do you know how much he cherished you?"
Her mother’s voice choked up and broke off, she covered her mouth, stood up, and ran into her room.
Just as Ji Anning was about to follow her, her mother suddenly ca back out, holding a very old wooden box in her hands. She walked over to the dining table and threw it down in front of her.
"What... is this?"
The lock on the box had been pried open, and Ji Anning slowly extended her hand to lift the lid.
What caught her eye was a stack of photographs and so girls’ gold and silver jewelry, hairpins, and head ornants, among which a red head ornant imdiately triggered a mory for Ji Anning.
’It’s New Year, Jiajia is another year older, wear the big red flower.’
This head ornant was the last New Year’s gift she received in this ho, bought for her by her father.
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