You've always loved me

Chapter 632 You Are Not Welcome ([-])
I only know that her father is very good to her and loves her very much, more than her mother loves her.

"That's why at this moment, my heart is so stable and at ease."

Ji Anning stared at his father's portrait and sighed.

Even though he was not her biological father, he was the one who led her to learn to walk step by step when she was babbling.

One day as a teacher, but also a lifelong father, not to mention they have been father and daughter for six years.

Ji Chicheng didn't speak, he put his arm around Ji Anning's shoulder, and grabbed her shoulder vigorously.

More effective than words of comfort and encouragement.

……

When it was almost dawn, Ji Anning leaned on a chair and squinted for two or three hours under Ji Chicheng's order.

Under the smell of burning, she slept very deeply for the past two or three hours, and they still came over to wake her up.

Early in the morning, just as the sun was shining, my mother brought them to the mourning hall.

Ji Anning rubbed his sleepy eyes and watched Xiao Jun holding three incense sticks in his hand. Under the guidance of his mother, he bowed three times in front of his father's mourning hall. Like, very distressed.

The corners of Ji Anning's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

The mother squatted next to each other, pointed at the portrait of her father, and taught her to call her grandpa.

The little girl had a milky voice, and Ji Anning's eyes were sour from shouting. She lifted the blanket covering her body, got up and walked behind Ji Chicheng who was squatting beside him who was burning paper, bent down and patted his back lightly, whispering Said: "Uncle, I asked my assistant to buy breakfast last night, you go to the lounge to have some breakfast, and then go to rest for a while."

Ji Chicheng nodded, then got up and left.

Ji Anning sent Ji Chicheng out of the gate, and before returning, they all knelt next to the basin and burned paper again.

Worried that she would burn her hand, Ji Anning hurried over and knelt beside the little girl, "Beware of the fire, everyone."

They all nodded their heads vigorously.

"An Ning, Uncle Jing Feng has been guarding here all night, why don't you think we are being ashamed." Mother stood in front of his father's portrait for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Ji An Ning and said.

Hearing this, Ji Anning hesitated for a moment before raising her head, and looked seriously at her mother's frowning face, "Mom, in fact, Jing Feng and I are not together a long time ago, I told you two years ago. "

As soon as she finished speaking, before her mother could respond, a familiar old man's voice suddenly came from the door.

"Mrs. Li, my condolences and condolences."

Ji Anning and her mother were very surprised, and turned to look at the door.

Ji Zhengdao brought his assistant, and...Ji Jingfeng, the three of them entered the door one after another. The old man was slightly hunchbacked, wearing a black woolen coat, and stepped into the threshold with a serious expression.

Ji Jingfeng behind him was also dressed in black, with oversized goggles, and his arms were hung around his neck with gauze.

"Director Ji."

The mother was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, and hurriedly greeted Ji Zhengdao with a very humble attitude.

Ji Anning also stood up one after another, watching Ji Zhengdao approaching, she moved them behind in fear, and winked at the assistant standing at the door.

Let her take them away.

However, Ji Jingfeng rushed to her side with a stride, bent down, stretched his hand behind her, grabbed Zhuanyi's arm, lifted her up, and held her in his arms.

Then he looked at Ji Anning without smiling, "Anning, is this our daughter?"

(End of this chapter)