Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 193 - 187 We Should Be Married (Nine)

Ji Anning greeted Jin Yuanyuan, put down her phone, took her neatly folded pajamas from beside the bed, and then entered the bathroom.

She scooped up the icy cold water with her hands and splashed it on her face several times, not hurrying to grab a towel to wipe it off. Vigorously shaking her head, water droplets flew in all directions.

Looking at herself in the mirror again, she felt much more invigorated and relaxed.

Then she took a towel, wiped her face, and turned to leave the bathroom.

"I was just about to call you, you have a phone call."

Jin Yuanyuan leaned against her desk, holding a can of beer in one hand and pointing to the table where Ji Anning’s phone was with the other, informing Ji Anning.

Ji Anning’s heart skipped a beat as she hurried over. After glancing at the caller ID and seeing the words ’Grandfather,’ she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she picked up the phone, answered, and put it to her ear, "Grandfather."

"Anning, I hope I’m not disturbing your rest."

From the other end of the line, the old man’s voice was gentle and kind.

Feeling warmed and comforted by his words, Ji Anning’s lips curved into a smile, "No, I wasn’t asleep yet."

"Come home for dinner tomorrow. Your Aunt came back, and Danning will be there too, it’ll be lively with the family together."

Her Aunt had come back... Images of that high-born Ji family miss, just two years older than Ji Chicheng, who had been studying abroad since she was ten, flickered through Ji Anning’s mind.

She was a conflicted mix of aloofness and openness.

And one of those who looked down on and disapproved of her.

Ji Anning refused without hesitation, "Grandfather, I’m afraid I won’t have time tomorrow."

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see the disdainful young Miss; it was just that imagining the atmosphere of that gathering, she couldn’t stand it for even a second.

"What happened?" the old man asked.

"My uncle flattered me and recommended that I represent the school in the provincial chess competition. I need to go learn from a master tomorrow."

Placing the responsibility on his favorite youngest son seemed flawless to Ji Anning.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhengdao suddenly got excited on the other end, "Do you still need to go out and find a master? Have you forgotten that grandfather is unbeatable in chess?"

Ji Anning: "..."

Indeed, she had overlooked the fact that her grandfather was a chess master, who often spent his free time defeating the old men from next door.

Ji Ruoqian and Ji Xiangting, the sisters, had also learned chess to please their grandfather. Although they weren’t a match for him, they always managed to make him happy.

He couldn’t possibly be saying he would teach her, no... that was impossible.

As Ji Anning was feeling uneasy, her grandfather’s voice came through again, "Come back, and I’ll teach you. It’s better than any master."

Ji Anning had nothing to say.

She’d used learning chess as an excuse to decline earlier, and now she’d backed herself into a corner. She could only agree, "Okay, then."

After hanging up the phone, she slumped her shoulders and sat down on her bed with a look of dismay.

"What’s wrong?"

Jin Yuanyuan walked over to Ji Anning, asking with concern.

Ji Anning shook her head, "It’s nothing, my grandfather wants me to come home for dinner tomorrow."

"Uh..." Jin Yuanyuan cast her eyes down again, looking at Ji Anning’s phone, "You received a text message while you were on your phone earlier. But I swear, I didn’t mean to look."

She earnestly raised her finger to make an oath, "I really was just getting some snacks when I heard the tone and casually glanced over. The content caught my interest and I took another look."

A text message! Ji Anning’s heart jumped again. She quickly looked down at her phone and indeed, there was an unread message.