Chapter 129 Ji Yanjing Wants to Take Zhizhi Away
"... ...ah?"
Jiang Anchao took a step back and gasped for breath.
No! Isn't that just polite talk? Why is he barging in like this, acting so unceremoniously?
Why didn't you follow the usual procedure?
Wait, what did he just call Zhizhi?
Jiang Anchao quickly waved his hand, "You misunderstood the Chief of Staff. Zhizhi's real name is Jiang Zhixian, hahahaha, she doesn't have the surname Ji."
"It doesn't matter."
Ji Yanjing didn't care at all, squatted down in front of the little cub and held her hand to warm it.
Without turning his head, he directly issued the notice: "My surname is Ji, and her name will soon be Ji Zhizhi."
Zhizhi was full of questions: "Huh?"
Jiang Anchao: ? ? ?
Listen to this, is this even human language?
Ji Yanjing gave him a cold look. "Aren't you leaving?"
"I... ...Should I leave?"
Jiang Anchao was stunned. He looked to his daughter for help, his eyes filled with deep reluctance.
Oh no, what if he leaves like this and the chief of staff abducts his daughter?
If he goes home, won't Deng Qiu make him kneel on a washboard? She might even kick him out of the house!
Jiang Zhizhi wasn't stupid; she naturally understood what Uncle Ji meant.
She blinked, nodded to her father to let him go ahead without worry, and stayed behind to cover him.
"Dad, you go wait outside first~"
Jiang Anchao left, turning back every few steps. After he was completely gone, the little cub turned to look at Ji Yanjing.
"Uncle Chief of Staff, is there something you want to say to me?"
Hearing that crisp, sweet voice, even the hardest heart in Ji Yanjing could instantly melt into tenderness.
His dark eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he slowly squatted down in front of the cub, his magnetic voice carrying a hint of intimacy.
"I heard you got into trouble recently. Although the human traffickers have been punished, I was still worried and rushed back. Zhizhi... Perhaps you are not familiar with me yet, but I am your uncle. Please remember that."
"Uncle..." Zhizhi hesitated slightly, "Okay, I remember."
Although I don't know why he's so insistent on this title, considering he punished Uncle Han on my behalf, I'll let him be my uncle if he wants.
Ji Yanjing gently rubbed her little head. Looking at this miniature version of his sister who looked so much like her, he was almost unable to control his affection and feelings.
Do you want to go home with your uncle?
“Zhizhi has a home.”
“They are just your stepfather and stepmother, but I am different. I am related to you by blood. If you are willing to come back to the Ji family with me, your uncle can take you to register your household and take you back to Jingzhou. The educational resources there are top-notch, and more people will come to love you.”
Ji Yanjing spoke more today than he had in the entire previous month combined.
He knew that En Ning was gone.
Therefore, he wanted to take Zhizhi away. The Ji family has no descendants now, and Zhizhi is the most precious person in this generation of the Ji family.
He had just seen it too; Zhizhi was following Jiang Anchao around. Any scoundrel dared to come here and make a scene. She was such a young child; she wasn't suited to stay here. In a place where human relationships were so complicated, it was impossible to provide a good living environment for a child.
Hearing my uncle say those words.
The little cub was completely stunned.
Blood relation... He and Zhizhi share the same blood; are they actually relatives?
For some reason, Zhizhi's eyes felt a little sore, as if someone had accidentally splashed vinegar into her eyes while she was eating noodles, and crystal clear tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
"Ni... Ni means that you know Zhizhi's biological mother not because you like me and therefore became her godfather, but because we are truly family, that's why you became Zhizhi's biological uncle?"
Ji Yanjing closed his eyes, and after a long while, nodded in a hoarse voice.
"Um... ..."
Seeing his reaction, Zhizhi finally understood.
She uncontrollably threw herself into Ji Yanjing's arms, tears streaming down her face, quickly soaking a small patch of water onto Ji Yanjing's military uniform.
"uncle!"
No wonder, no wonder she felt so close and familiar with Grandpa Ji from the very first time she met him.
No wonder that even when her uncle came up and pinched her cheeks, she only felt strange, but not afraid at all.
It turns out they really are connected by blood.
Zhizhi sobbed, her soft, sweet voice carrying a long-suppressed grievance that she couldn't tell anyone.
“Uncle, why didn’t you find Zhizhi sooner? Mom was bullied to sleep by Sang Lao Er and she will never wake up again. Uncle is so powerful. If you had come sooner, Mom wouldn’t have suffered so much. Zhizhi has even forgotten what Mom looks like.”
The child's warm, soft body nestled in his arms, and Ji Yanjing's heart trembled, a dull ache spreading endlessly within him.
"It's my fault for being incompetent and not finding you in time... Zhizhi, are you willing to let your uncle make it up to you?"
Zhizhi sobbed, wiped away her tears, and shook her head.
“Zhizhi already has a family. Zhizhi has a new father and a new mother. They are very, very good to me. Even if we talked about them for three days and three nights, we wouldn’t be able to finish praising them. Uncle, although you can provide me with a very good environment, I don’t feel that my life is hard right now.”
The little cub was trying hard to express herself, and there were even tiny, glistening teardrops clinging to her eyelashes.
She spoke slowly and deliberately: "Children don't need very big houses or the most fashionable toys. As long as the family is together, even if they can only eat dry bread and drink cold water every day, they will be happy. Besides... my family isn't that hard."
Ji Yanjing frowned in dissatisfaction. "Jiang Anchao's salary is only enough for three children. His love has to be divided among three people. Your uncle and aunt don't have any children. The doctor said your aunt's health is not good, so we have decided not to have any more children. If you are willing, your aunt and I can be your parents. We will give you unique love without having to share it with anyone else. Zhizhi, isn't that better than Jiang's father?"
His wife is still young and has a very gentle temperament. Once Zhizhi is over, she will definitely be able to play with the children.
Not to mention that in Beijing, their courtyard house is much larger, and the children can have their own bedrooms and wardrobes.
These are things that Jiang Anchao cannot compare to.
Zhizhi pursed her lips and quietly took a step back. "Uncle, I know you will treat me very well, but... When my stepmother married Sang Lao Er, she had many opportunities to leave, but she didn't because she was afraid that Zhizhi would suffer there. Later, in order to take me away, she left with nothing. It was a very difficult time for her to get Zhizhi out of that hellhole."
"She is my mother now, and Jiang Anchao is my father. I am very lucky because I have the best father and mother in the world. My parents' love is not divided into three parts. Their love for me, my older brother, and my younger brother is unique."
The little cub smiled broadly and reached out her tiny hand to shake hands with her uncle.
"Uncle, you and Auntie will soon have your own child, but that child won't be Zhizhi, because... Mom and Dad can't live without Zhizhi."
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