Her tone was calm, yet it was chilling.
Just as Ji Anning's steps reached the doorway, hearing Ji Jingfeng's words, her steps paused and the hand by her thigh tightened into a fist.
Next, she heard her mother's voice.
"Old Li, did you hear that? Jingfeng is such a good child. With him taking care of Anning, you should be at peace under the earth."
The mother said this to her husband's portrait, sounding relieved.
A sinister glint passed through Ji Jingfeng's eyes as he turned around and affectionately took Ji Anning's mother's hand, "Mother-in-law, once we've taken care of father-in-law's funeral, why don't you come with me to Hai City? There are more people at home, and then you'll have someone to look after. Plus, you can help me and Anning keep an eye on the kids, a nanny isn't as considerate as their own grandmother."
