Ji Jingchen stood up and left the ancestral hall. Not long after, the old lady did the same, using her walking stick as support. Tears had welled up in her eyes.
As soon as Du Jiuyuan entered the apartment, Du Ling came up to her and asked, "What does the old lady think?"
Du Jiuyuan did not say anything. She just shook her head. Looking at Grandmother Ji's reaction today, it was clear that she would not agree to the divorce with Ji Jingchen.
"Let me tell you, the Ji family doesn't have anyone nice in the entire family. How could the old lady not favor her own grandson?" Du Ling was a little disappointed.
"Grandmother just has her own ideas." Du Jiuyuan held her arm.
Du Ling could tell that Du Jiuyuan was trying to protect the old lady from the inside. She did not say anything more, but when she thought of the ferocious beasts of the Ji family, she could not help but sigh.
"Sigh, let's eat first! I made your favorite sweet and sour ribs."
