Suddenly, Ji Zhengdao halted, turned, and looked at her. Ji Anning immediately snapped out of her reverie, shaking her head with a guilty expression, "Grandfather, actually I'm not as sensible as you all think."
Because of her guilt, her voice was much lower when she spoke.
"Don't be modest now, get in the car with Grandfather."
The driver opened the door for them. Ji Anning got in first, and the old man followed, sitting next to her in the back seat.
This was the first time Ji Anning had been in the same car with him, and sitting side by side at that.
She felt immense pressure, her gaze fixed outside the window, occasionally glimpsing the elder beside her with the corner of her eye.
Thankfully, he was busy with work and didn't pay her any attention.
'Ding'
