Mrs. Wu also gave her a slight smile, "Then just tell me when you're hungry."
Ji Anning nodded, then turned and continued upstairs.
Mrs. Wu had been with the Ji Family for several decades now, a trusted confidante of the old master, so naturally, no one doubted her word.
Ji Ruoqian didn't dare to press Ji Anning further, she picked up her slippers, put them on, and went downstairs again, muttering with dissatisfaction as she walked, "Why has Grandpa suddenly started caring so much about Ji Anning, even more than his own granddaughter?"
Lin Yanqin was also frustrated, unable to vent her anger anywhere, and replied casually, "He's become senile, that's all."
Ji Xiangting quickly frowned and scolded her, "Mom, can you keep it down?"
Lin Yanqin snorted coldly, "From childhood, he wouldn't give a second glance to this adopted granddaughter, and now suddenly he values her so much? If it's not senility, then what is it?"
