Without waiting for Auntie Wu to respond, Ji Anning waved her hand and said, "No need, I'll just buy something to eat at school, otherwise I'll be late."
The old master didn't insist, he glanced outside the window, then said, "Let Old Chen take you, you won't make it by bus at this hour."
Ji Anning shook her head and declined, "Grandpa, that's okay, I'll just take a taxi."
Her gaze never dared to meet the old master's astute eyes, fearing that her nervousness would be seen through by him.
In the past, she had always longed for his attention, hoping he would be more affectionate and notice her more.
Now that she had it, she found herself wishing that he would be cold and indifferent to her just like before, not even glancing her way when she greeted him.
