Ji Wei didn’t ask further questions. She drank a bowl of porridge and fell asleep again.
When she woke up, her strength had somewhat recovered. She drank the chicken soup Aunt Qin brought her, her thoughts gradually clearing, and she recalled the phone call she received yesterday.
She couldn’t help but wonder how her grandmother’s condition was...
Since her phone was taken away yesterday, Ji Wei borrowed Aunt Qin’s phone to call her grandmother. As soon as the call connected, she eagerly spoke, "Grandma, this is Ji Wei. How is your health?"
But the voice on the other end wasn’t her grandmother; it was A Xiu, speaking in a deliberately low tone: "Miss? The old lady is fine, just a twisted ankle. The doctor said she can go home tomorrow."
A twisted ankle... Wasn’t it said she was unconscious?
The servant yesterday made it sound serious. Could they have lied to her?
Ji Wei’s grip on the phone tightened, her voice striving to remain calm as she asked, "Is Grandma unable to take calls right now?"
A Xiu hesitated for a moment before explaining softly: "The old lady had a disagreement with Mr. Ji this morning. She’s in a bad mood and has been lying in bed quietly since."
Ji Wei was surprised: "Why would my dad argue with Grandma?"
"It seems to be about Madam Yunxiang," A Xiu replied. "I don’t know the details. Miss, if you have the time, maybe you should visit the Ji Family and see for yourself."
"Alright, I understand. Thank you for looking after Grandma, A Xiu."
"It’s my duty, Miss."
After hanging up, Ji Wei’s mind kept replaying A Xiu’s words.
Why would Dad argue with Grandma, especially over Ji Yunxiang?
Ji Wei couldn’t sit still any longer. She abruptly pulled off her quilt and got out of bed.
"Madam, are you heading out?"
Aunt Zhu noticed Ji Wei walking to the wardrobe to select clothes and couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes, I’m going to the Ji Family for a bit."
"But your health has just started to improve..."
"It’s alright, I can manage. If Mo Qian comes back, just tell him that I’m at the Ji Family for something and not to worry." Ji Wei chose a knit short jacket and a dress, then went to get changed.
Outside the Ji Family villa.
Ji Wei stepped out of the car and quickly walked toward the villa. As she passed the parking area, she suddenly spotted a familiar silver-gray Maybach.
A hint of astonishment flashed in Ji Wei’s eyes.
Why is Gu Moqian’s car here? Could he also be at the Ji Family?
Without thinking too much, Ji Wei quickened her pace and headed into the villa.
As soon as she stepped into the living room, she immediately noticed the atmosphere was highly unusual.
Ji Yunli sat on the sofa, his expression cold and stern, seemingly suppressing anger. Ji Yunxiang stood behind him, her face pale, staring at the man seated with his back to the door.
Ji Wei instantly recognized the tall, dark silhouette—it was Gu Moqian.
The three of them together in such a scene made Ji Wei vaguely sense what might be happening.
"Dad, what’s going on here?" Ji Wei stepped forward and asked.
When Ji Yunli saw Ji Wei suddenly appear at the doorway, his expression softened slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Moqian rose to his feet and strode directly toward Ji Wei.
"Your body is still weak. Why aren’t you resting at home properly?"
Gu Moqian grasped her slightly cold hand, noticing her pale complexion and lips less vibrant than usual, his tone carrying a trace of sternness.
"I... I just wanted to come back and check on things."
Ji Wei didn’t mention that she’d come back because she heard about the argument between her father and grandmother; she simply said this instead.
Ji Yunli saw Ji Wei had returned and immediately spoke with a grim face: "Since you’re here, help persuade Mr. Gu to explain why he’s having bodyguards guard the courtyard, breaking our servants’ fingers, and planning to hand your aunt over to the police. Isn’t this ridiculous behavior?"