So You Have Loved Me Too

From then on, the beautiful island of that island became an isolated island.

Now Grandpa wants his mother to live on that island. He said that for a period of time, there is no deadline.

What did mom do recently to anger grandpa?

Since the last time Grandpa asked her to participate in the activities of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, she felt that Grandpa had opinions on her.

"dad."

Yang Yufang's face was pale, her eyes gleaming at Ji Zhengdao, puzzled, wronged, and unwilling.

She didn't seem to understand what she had done wrong and angered his old man.

Ji Zhengdao looked at Yang Yufang deeply, his lips pressed hard, no one knew what he was thinking

No one dared to speak out, including Yang Yufang, who was about to struggle.

"Next month will be Weisong's death day."

Ji Zhengdao finally spoke.

His eyes changed with these words, and there was boundless sadness in his eyes.

The wrinkles on his face also seem to be particularly clear.

After taking off his domineering and imposing shell like an emperor, he is just a normal seventy-year-old man. He has wrinkles and white hair that he should have.

The descendants are full, but they can't fully accompany him through his old age and share the family relationship with him.

Suffered from the torture of white-haired people sending black-haired people.

So, this is probably one of the reasons why he particularly likes Ji Chicheng.

The atmosphere became solemn and heavy.

Even Lin Yanqin lowered her eyes, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, her eyes flushed.

"I know."

Yang Yufang put away her doubts and grievances, nodded gently, and then lowered her eyes.

When the old man left, she crooked to the handrail of the stairs and slowly squatted down along the handrail.

"grandfather……"

Ji Xiangting went upstairs and left with Ji Zhengdao.

"Yang Yufang, you should have gone to the island to accompany Weisong." Lin Yanqin lowered her head and stared at Yang Yufang fiercely.

Then she grabbed Ji Ruoqian's hand and led her upstairs.

"mom."

Ji Anning hurried up and squatted down beside Yang Yufang, gently hugging her arms with both hands.

I didn't know how to comfort her, but just squatted by her side and accompanied her.

"Anning, my mother has worked hard for so many years, why?" Yang Yufang slowly leaned in Ji Anning's arms, she frowned, still unwilling, but very helpless.

A kind of helplessness without even the opportunity to struggle.

Ji Anning grabbed one of her hands and looked down at her, "If you want to wear a crown, you will suffer from it."

Since she wants it, sometimes when striving for something, she also has to see if she can bear it.

Get it, but can't control it, it will be even more unwilling.

"Yes." Yang Yufang nodded, and then she suddenly turned around again, looking at Ji Anning with a guilty expression, but holding her hand, "Anning, I'm sorry, my mother failed to protect you."

Ji Anning shook his head gently, "No, since I was little, you have treated me like your own daughter, I really appreciate it."

As she said, she helped Yang Yufang up again and again.

"I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Yang Yufang looked at Ji Anning with red eyes, and stopped talking. When she reached the door of her room, she suddenly pushed Ji Anning away, entered the room, and immediately closed the door.

Ji Anning stared at the closed door, she was shocked, and then she lowered her eyes helplessly.

Turned and went downstairs, got a broom and a rag, first swept away the glass slag, then she knelt on the steps, and wiped with the rag from top to bottom, step by step.