However, Jian Ai also knew how weak comforting words were.
Ji Haoyu was highly nervous now. In order not to affect his driving, Jian Ai said nothing. However, she could not help but pray for Old Ji in her heart. She hoped nothing would happen to him.
Instead of saying that she was worried about Old Ji, it was more like Jian Ai subconsciously did not want to see Ji Haoyu sad because, at this moment, she had already felt Ji Haoyu's grief.
Ji Haoyu, who always had a strong heart, was in a mess at this moment. He could not think normally at all. What his grandfather meant to him was self-evident. This was definitely one of the few pains in his life that he could not withstand.
The road back to the Ji residence was dark and long, and one could not see the end of it. Ji Haoyu was burning with anxiety. He stepped on the accelerator again, wanting to fly back to the Ji family immediately.
Finally, the car stopped by the fountain in front of the main villa.
