Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 464: Suddenly, It Felt Like a Needle Pricked My Brain
"Your mother, Wanfei... how has she been all these years?" Grandma Li asked.
Ji Wei gripped the pumpkin seeds in her hand tightly, suppressing her emotions, and nodded lightly: "My mother is doing well... she’s traveling abroad with my dad now. She says this place feels like a second hometown, so she asked me to visit you."
Ji Wei spoke lies that stung her heart.
She couldn’t tell Grandma Li that her mother had passed away ten years ago...
Grandma Li nodded with relief, "Your mother is so thoughtful. She suffered a lot when she was young, and now living a happy life makes it all worthwhile."
Grandma Li treated Wanfei like her own daughter. Knowing Wanfei was doing well, Grandma Li felt at ease.
Ji Wei’s smile gradually froze, and just as her tears were about to fall, she suddenly stood up, "Grandma Li, I’ll go check on Jia Ming."
Walking into the next room, Ji Wei saw potato chips scattered all over the floor, and Li Jiaming was happily crunching on them.
Seeing the chips in the bag were finished, he bent down, trying to pick the ones off the floor.
Ji Wei hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him back, "Jia Ming, the ones on the floor are dirty, you can’t eat them."
"Good kids shouldn’t waste food!" Li Jiaming said earnestly.
Ji Wei sighed helplessly and coaxed, "I’ll buy you more next time, but don’t eat the ones on the floor. Here’s some chocolate—it’s really tasty too."
Ji Wei took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Jia Ming.
Jia Ming chewed it for a moment, then suddenly spat it all out: "You’re making me eat mud! It’s so bitter! So disgusting! I don’t want chocolate; I only want chips!"
The tall Jia Ming sat on the floor, kicking his legs like a tantrum-throwing three-year-old.
Grandma Li quickly came over to comfort him.
"Jia Ming has a bad temper; please don’t mind him," Grandma Li said apologetically to Ji Wei.
Ji Wei shook her head, looking at the crying boy on the floor, her heart sinking further and further.
"Has Jia Ming always been like this?"
Grandma Li’s face turned a bit awkward as she answered, "Yes, yes... Ever since he was born, the doctor said he was intellectually disabled. Even as an adult, his mindset is only that of a few years old."
Ji Wei said nothing, her throat tight with emotion.
"Oh, I’ll go pick some vegetables and make dinner for you two," Grandma Li quickly changed the subject when Ji Wei didn’t respond.
"I’ll go with you."
"The soil is muddy; it’ll dirty your clothes."
Ji Wei was the daughter of a wealthy family—how could Grandma Li let her do such things?
"It’s okay; dirty clothes can be washed clean. And if my mom were here, she’d probably help you with the chores too. Grandma, just treat me like your own granddaughter."
Ji Wei spoke with such sincerity that Grandma Li had no way to refute her.
The vegetable plot was on a hillside behind the house. It was Ji Wei and Mary’s first time picking vegetables, but they managed to emulate the task with some resemblance.
Mary displayed a deep curiosity about every type of vegetable, asking Grandma Li questions in fluent Chinese, leaving Grandma Li stunned for quite some time before recovering.
She hadn’t dared to speak with this foreign girl earlier, worried that she wouldn’t understand.
Turned out, her Chinese was so fluent that conversation flowed effortlessly!
Ji Wei glanced at the mountains behind them.
The trees were lush and stretched endlessly into the horizon. As the wind passed, the forest swayed, and the calls of unknown animals echoed from deep within the mountains... Somehow, Ji Wei felt her heart tighten.
It seemed like she had been in these mountains before...
Just as she tried to recollect her thoughts, a sudden stabbing pain pierced her mind. It was so severe that her face turned pale, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
The basket she held in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud."
