Jin Jumo's footsteps froze in place, unsure whether to advance or retreat.
"Grandma."
Xixi and Hanhan were already eight, almost nine years old, and naturally knew of having Fang Jingyi as a "grandmother."
Hearing Xixi's voice, Jin Jumo's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips pressed together as she glanced momentarily at Fang Jingyi.
Fang Jingyi's gaze upon Jin Jumo still showed no affection.
But toward the little ones, while not exactly warm, she didn't show the same aversion as she did towards Jin Jumo.
"Xixi." Fang Jingyi awkwardly wiped her tears with her hand, forcing a smile at Xixi.
"Grandma." Xixi called out again.
"Come here, come to Grandma." Fang Jingyi beckoned to Xixi.
Xixi didn't move but instinctively looked towards Jin Jumo.
Xixi's action made Fang Jingyi's eyebrows furrow, her gaze turned slightly cold towards Jin Jumo, "Miss Jin, no matter how much you dislike me, Xixi is ultimately my granddaughter, you wouldn't even oppose her being close to me, would you?"
