She wanted to push Ji Jingfeng away, wanted to rush over and embrace him; she was so painfully repressed that she was almost unable to breathe.
What should she do? Who could tell her what to do?
"What are you standing there for?" Ji Zhengdao frowned as he glanced at Ji Anning and Ji Jingfeng, then his gaze settled on Ji Anning alone, his face showing a hint of a kind smile, "Come and sit."
"Yes." Ji Anning nodded lightly, adjusted her emotions, stepped forward, and walked towards the dining table with a slight smile.
She also naturally broke free from Ji Jingfeng's embrace.
As the seats near the patriarch were already taken, she pulled out an empty chair nearby and sat down.
The servant immediately came over to set her place with bowls and chopsticks.
The patriarch looked at her and asked kindly, "Anning, are you settling in well at the dormitory?"
Ji Anning smiled and nodded, "I'm very comfortable; Grandfather, you don't need to worry about me."
