She reached out her hand and pulled Ji Shunuan's, tenderly kneading it.
"Nuannuan, don't be afraid. Grandma has called someone to back you up," the old lady's voice was soft as water, akin to the delicate young ladies of Jiangnan, so gentle that it made people dare not speak rudely to her.
She took out her phone and made a call.
"Acheng, Nuannuan has been bullied! Are you going to deal with this or not?"
"Well, it's not a big deal, Grandma and Nuannuan can't accompany you to visit Grandpa's grave," the old lady said lightly, as if she had suffered great grievances.
Everyone was stunned.
Chen Ningjing felt a tingling on her scalp.
It was just a regular phone call, but it made her restless.
Watching the old lady's demeanor, she seemed like a person of high status. Although she hadn't done anything, it frightened Chen Ningjing immensely.
"An Linlin, come home with me," Chen Ningjing didn't dare stay any longer.
