Jiang Feifei stood at the doorway, waiting for Jiang Ziyu to emerge. Amidst the throng of people, she stood like a post, obstructing the path for those passing by.
As Jiang Ziyu walked past, Jiang Feifei deliberately reached out and grabbed Qianqian’s hand.
Her forward momentum was abruptly halted. Jiang Ziyu looked down at Jiang Feifei’s hand, her long fingernails gripping Qianqian’s.
“Let go!”
Qianqian’s expression was tense, and she fearfully tried to pull away.
Jiang Feifei flashed a smile and gently stroked Qianqian’s hair with her other hand. “As your aunt, I share the same blood as your mother. How can you be afraid of me?”
Despite her attempts to foster a connection, Qianqian remained terrified. Her wrist was held so tightly that she began to tremble in fear.
Seeing Jiang Feifei’s ingratiating closeness, Jiang Ziyu felt even more disgusted by her false smile. She moved her arm inward, switching positions with Qianqian, and then slapped Jiang Feifei’s arm with a cold hand. “Let go!”
Jiang Feifei had no choice but to comply.
A palm print appeared on the back of her hand. Jiang Feifei suppressed her anger, still smiling. “Sister, I just wanted to get closer to my niece. I had no other intentions.”
Niece?
Was she considered one?
Jiang Ziyu scooped up Qianqian and coldly warned Jiang Feifei, “If you want to acknowledge a niece, see who’s willing to be yours. Dare to touch her again, and you’ll regret it!”
Her eyes held a murderous glint, and the hand Jiang Feifei had used to touch Qianqian began to throb with pain. Watching them walk away, Jiang Feifei immediately followed.
The driver opened the car door. Before Jiang Ziyu could get in, Jiang Feifei shamelessly slid into the passenger seat.
“Get out!” Jiang Ziyu kicked the bottom of the car door.
Jiang Feifei acted as if she couldn’t hear. At this moment, she was determined to be persistent, to follow no matter what Jiang Ziyu said.
After all, being rejected or scolded couldn’t hurt her. But if she completed her task, Di Ruihe would give her an additional sum of money.
No one would refuse money, no matter how wealthy they were, they wouldn’t be against having more.
Seeing Jiang Feifei sticking to her like glue, Jiang Ziyu turned and hailed a passing taxi. Glancing in the rearview mirror at Jiang Feifei, who was anxiously stomping her feet behind her, she used her phone to inform Di Mingjue about the situation.
If she wasn’t mistaken, half the reason for Jiang Feifei’s sudden appearance here was likely arranged by Di Ruihe.
After relaying the information, Di Mingjue told them to come to the company.
The hospital was not far from Di Jue Group, about a thirty-minute drive.
After paying the fare, Jiang Ziyu saw Shen Lin already waiting at the entrance.
This was Qianqian’s first time visiting the company in years. Her appearance naturally caused a stir among the employees. Everyone put down their work and tried their best to catch a glimpse of her.
Qianqian rarely went to crowded places or was the center of attention. She nervously clutched Jiang Ziyu’s clothes, her face buried in her neck.
People were, after all, curious creatures. From time to time, she would peek out, cautiously observing the employees who were also observing her.
“So cute!”
“Yes, so soft and small, just like President Di.”
Within the crowd, people expressed their innermost thoughts.
Hearing these words, Qianqian’s nervousness gradually dissipated, replaced by happiness.
They seemed to like her, not minding at all that she was not talkative.
After entering the office, Jiang Ziyu placed Qianqian down.
Upon seeing Di Mingjue, Qianqian ran into his arms. The documents on his desk were pushed aside, and Di Mingjue kissed her on the cheek.
“Wait for me for a bit, I’ll take you to eat,” Di Mingjue said, holding Qianqian while attending to the files in front of him.
Jiang Ziyu watched the affectionate father and daughter duo and said, “I’m going out for a moment.”
“Where to?” Di Mingjue immediately asked.