Ji Xiangyi and Ji Xiangchen sat on the sofas on either side of her, while the old madam chattered on about who knew what.
Ji Xiangyi sipped her tea leisurely, while Ji Xiangchen looked down and played on his phone. Clearly, neither of them was listening to Old Madam Ji.
You do the talking, I'll do my own thing. It was all about keeping her company.
Just then, Old Madam Ji noticed Fang Ning and Ji Xiangzhou. She glanced at Ji Xiangzhou first. "Xiangzhou, you're back."
Then she adjusted her reading glasses and turned her gaze to Fang Ning, scrutinizing her carefully. After a long moment, she spoke, though her tone was much colder than before. "So you're Xiangnian's little wife."
She was an elder, so basic courtesy was still called for. Fang Ning smiled politely, but without much warmth. "Hello, Grandma. Yes, I am."
With that, Fang Ning had no intention of sitting down. As a contract wife, she had no plans to join this family conversation between grandmother and grandchildren, nor was she under any obligation to keep the old madam company. She pointed toward the stairs. "You carry on. I have something to do, so I won't disturb you."
But how could Old Madam Ji possibly let Fang Ning leave? She had come specifically to see her.
A few days earlier, she had learned from her son that her unfilial, rebellious eldest grandson, Ji Xiangnian, had married. He had already been married for a month, and to a girl from an unremarkable family, at that.
Marriage was such a major affair, yet Ji Xiangnian hadn't even told her. She was furious.
She was his elder, his own grandmother, after all, yet he hadn't even asked her opinion. It was utterly outrageous.
Had her son not stopped her,