"He's so busy, how could he have time to accompany an old lady like me?" Upon hearing the news of Ji Wei's wedding, Old Madam Ji's mood improved slightly.
"You're my grandmother, which means you're his grandmother too. It's only right." Ji Wei tightly hugged Old Madam Ji. "Grandma, could you eat something for me? Let me feed you."
After speaking, Ji Wei directed a glance toward A Xiu, who was standing by the half-open door.
A Xiu hurriedly walked in, carrying a steaming plate of food in her hands.
"I still remember how, as a child, I refused to eat, and you would chase me all over the house to feed me." Ji Wei scooped a bowl of chicken soup, blew on a spoonful, and brought it to her grandmother's lips. "Eat a bit, will you?"
