Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 174 - 168 The Child is Mine (10)

There was also another, more important matter: the child in her belly had to be dealt with. If she continued to stay here, she would hardly find peace or comfort.

Ji Zhengdao said, "I’ll have the driver pick you up every evening."

"Grandpa," Ji Anning quickly shook her head, "no need... no need to go through that trouble. I’ll definitely return to the dormitory after evening self-study and won’t run around."

She earnestly assured the elderly man with a sincere face.

Looking at her timid demeanor, Ji Zhengdao laughed, "Anning, Grandpa didn’t mean that."

In his smile, there was a hint of pain.

After a brief explanation, he continued, "If you really want to stay at the school, it’s not out of the question. I’ll have your uncle take care of it later and find you a room in the teachers’ apartment."

Ji Anning: "..."

Having Ji Chicheng arrange a teachers’ apartment for her was even worse than not going.

It would surely be more oppressive than living at home.

Seeing her furrowing her brows and looking quite gloomy, Ji Zhengdao patiently raised his eyebrows, "What’s the matter? Not satisfied?"

"I..." Ji Anning wanted to say that she just wanted to live in the student dormitory, not to move into the teachers’ apartments, and definitely not to have Ji Chicheng do anything on her behalf, but she felt that would be perhaps too presumptuous, too demanding.

Thinking this, she lowered her head and swallowed the words that had reached her lips.

This time, Ji Zhengdao observed Ji Anning seriously and guessed half of what was on her mind, "I know you’re a child who doesn’t cause worry. Grandpa doesn’t want to see you suffer either."

He paused mid-sentence, then continued, "If the school dormitory’s environment is acceptable, then let Madam Wu accompany you to tidy it up today."

Was this his agreement to let her stay at the school dormitory? Ji Anning was startled for a moment, and as realization dawned, her eyes brightened, "Thank you, Grandpa."

On her face, an elated and excited smile unwittingly blossomed, washing away the gloom and melancholy from before, her spirits lifting.

Ji Zhengdao smiled, "Hurry downstairs and get ready for dinner."

Then he turned around and continued upstairs. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Ji Anning watched his retreating figure with a daze, feeling an overwhelming warmth from his last smile toward her.

It made her suddenly reluctant to leave, unsure why or what it was she was reluctant to leave behind.

"Chicheng, why are you standing there?"

Just as Ji Anning’s thoughts began to drift, the old gentleman’s voice suddenly came from upstairs again.

He was here; she jolted, quickly turned around, and hurried down the stairs.

Fearing to encounter Ji Chicheng, she decided against having breakfast. After descending the stairs, she headed straight for the front gate.

After Ji Chicheng dealt with the old man, he arrived at the staircase entrance, just in time to catch the final glimpse of Ji Anning leaving the house.

Afraid she couldn’t get away fast enough.

His handsome face originally prepared a smile, but it stiffened, then returned to his usual indifference, an indifference that bordered on cold.

...

All of Ji Anning’s concerns nowadays were centered on the child within her, feeling bewildered and conflicted.

She lacked spirit in her classes and even in her walking, and the same went for eating.

Except for attending classes and eating, she would lock herself in the dormitory, avoiding wandering around the campus. This state had lasted for almost a week.

Fortunately, her dormitory housed only her, a special arrangement by her grandfather.

Ji Anning took her meals at off-peak times, and she chose to go out from the school’s east gate where there were especially few people.

"Do you plan to keep avoiding me like this?"

Ji Anning had bought a cup of mango smoothie, walking while sipping with her head down, still in an absent-minded state. Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from in front, shocking her. She lifted her head and looked in the direction of the voice.