Chapter 457: Chapter 457: He Likes Playing With His Little Aunt

Hearing Pei Jing’s response, Jiang Ran laughed.

If someone else were to say this, it might come off as perfunctory or greasy.

But now, with Pei Jing saying it, those feelings completely disappeared.

This is not a double standard.

Rather, Pei Jing is just a child who only has his mother in his heart, and his words only make people feel tender-hearted.

As long as he has his mother, he wants whatever she wants.

If his mother doesn’t want it, he won’t want it either.

Jiang Ran stroked Pei Jing’s little face, "Then let’s not want grandma."

"Yeah, don’t want grandma."

While speaking, they had already entered the front gate.

Coincidentally, Wang Cuilan was in the courtyard and overheard the conversation between the mother and son.

"What’s all this talk about grandma or not grandma?" Wang Cuilan hadn’t realized the situation yet, so she was still smiling when she asked, "Why are you suddenly talking about grandma?"

Jiang Ran decided not to hide what had just happened.

She might not be able to pick up Pei Jing every day, so of course, she needed to tell the family to prevent them from being caught off guard.

Jiang Ran walked to the stone table and sat down, letting Pei Jing sit on her lap, and only then did she recount what had just happened.

The more Wang Cuilan listened, the more her face turned pale.

By the end of the story, her expression was both angry and sad.

When she looked at Pei Jing, her eyes turned red.

As a grandmother, she cherished her obedient and well-behaved grandson like a fragile treasure.

Never did she expect someone would target Pei Jing.

Especially since that person was Pei Jing’s biological maternal grandmother.

There was no emotional foundation between Pei Jing and Chen Meirong. She just went to the kindergarten trying to take Pei Jing away. Wasn’t she afraid of scaring him?

Luckily, the kindergarten teacher was responsible and refused to let him go, otherwise, wouldn’t Pei Jing have been frightened?

Thinking this, Wang Cuilan’s heart ached severely.

Indeed, blood relations are superficial.

Only those truly raised by your side will have genuine affection and care.

Pei Shanshan came out of the house and called Pei Jing over to play.

Pei Jing was somewhat reluctant, so Jiang Ran spoke softly to him.

"Little Jing, this is your home! What’s there to fear at home? Our Little Jing is a brave boy who isn’t scared, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, Pei Jing nodded, jumped off Jiang Ran’s lap, and ran toward Pei Shanshan.

Little Aunt is beautiful!

She talks so gently!

He’s not afraid of Little Aunt!

He likes playing with Little Aunt!

Watching the whole process, Wang Cuilan became even more upset.

Even she, who usually had a good temper, started to feel resentment towards Chen Meirong.

As a mother who has experienced the pain of losing a child, how could she do such a thing?

If she really had taken Pei Jing away, how worried would Jiang Ran be now?

Even if Chen Meirong is Pei Jing’s biological grandmother, taking him away without saying a word is no different from what a child trafficker would do.

Observing the changes in Wang Cuilan’s expression, Jiang Ran could guess what she was thinking.

Jiang Ran stood up, moved, and sat next to Wang Cuilan.

"Mom, don’t worry. As long as I’m here, no one will take Little Jing away."

Hearing Jiang Ran’s words, Wang Cuilan looked at Jiang Ran, "Ranran!"