"You're right to protect Jingfeng, but your uncle is still an elder, and neither I nor your grandfather have ever been willing to say a harsh word to him."
Ji Mingyue's words of compassion for Ji Chicheng made Anning's nose tingle again.
Yes, she deserved to die, to be cut to pieces.
"I know I was wrong."
"Alright, it was wrong of me to hit you, too. I'll take you to school, no more refusals."
Ji Mingyue quite magnanimously offered an apology, her tone sounded impatient, but her sincerity was full.
Anning no longer rejected Ji Mingyue, and got into her impressive off-road vehicle, which was military green and utterly mismatched with her delicate figure.
"Don't get involved in the uncle-nephew war, no matter what, Jingfeng is his nephew, what can he really do to him?"
On the way, Ji Mingyue lectured Anning like a preacher, trying to enlighten her.
"Hmm."
No matter what she said, if it was right, Anning would nod, and if not, she'd just listen.
