Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 376 - 370: Going to Sleep Over a Disagreement (Part 24)

Qi Helian also nodded in agreement, "That’s true, there aren’t many like Xian Xinrong in the entertainment industry."

...

When Ji Anning ran into Xian Xinrong again in first class, she was not surprised at all.

After sitting down, Qi Helian and Xian Xinrong started chatting, while she put on her headphones, blending into the air.

The more than ten hours of flight were more tiring than Ji Anning had imagined, and she also experienced some motion sickness, only managing to drink a cup of yogurt on the plane.

Qi Helian, being the good man he was, arranged a car for her, which took her straight to Ji Chicheng’s residence in N city.

The quiet, simple house with its own courtyard was covered in thick snow, with a path leading to the entrance where a series of footprints were clearly visible.

Those must be Uncle’s footprints!

Ji Anning, excited, grasped the cold iron gate and looked around inside for a while before she called out, "Uncle."

No one responded to her, and she called out several more times, still without receiving any reply.

It seemed he wasn’t home.

Ji Anning pouted, sighed, then turned to lean against the iron gate. She took out her phone to check the signal from overseas. After hesitating, she turned on the data and sent a WeChat message to Ji Chicheng.

"Uncle, look where I am."

She then pointed her phone’s camera into the yard, took a picture, and sent it to Ji Chicheng.

She thought that once Ji Chicheng saw the message, he would definitely come back immediately. She nestled in a corner by the courtyard gate where there was no wind. Not daring to use cellular data for fear of charges, she could only listen to the music she had downloaded.

But as time ticked by, Ji Chicheng neither returned nor called or messaged her.

The sky gradually darkened, and the temperature dropped lower and lower. She started shivering from the cold, stepped out of the corner, and looked around. The entire neighborhood consisted of residences, all spread out far from each other and each with their own isolated courtyards; she didn’t see any convenience stores.

With no other choice, she returned to the corner, dug out a thick jacket from her suitcase, and wrapped it around herself.

...

"To a successful collaboration."

After the meeting was over, Ji Chicheng exited the conference hall. He outshone all his business partners with his demeanor and good looks as he walked ahead.

With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other switching on his phone, he believed in strict self-discipline and had even higher expectations for himself than for others. He disliked being disturbed while working, especially during meetings, preferring either to leave his phone with his secretary or to turn it off.

"Mr. Ji, do us the honor of joining us for a meal."

At the elevator, someone approached Ji Chicheng with a friendly smile, inviting him to dine.

Ji Chicheng didn’t look at the man, his eyes glued to his phone screen until he suddenly frowned and muttered, "Idiot."

Cursing under his breath, he looked at the current floor displayed by the elevator and impatiently kept pressing the down button.

The man beside him thought the curse was directed at him and felt awkward, his face turning shades of red and green.

Finally, with a ’ding,’ the elevator arrived, and Ji Chicheng rushed in, authoritatively instructing the others about to enter, "Don’t come up, wait for the next one."

It was an unequivocal command.

As the elevator doors closed, outside, heavy snow fluttered down, filling everywhere with the scent of Christmas. Cars on the road moved at a snail’s pace, inching along slowly.

Ji Chicheng decided to abandon his car and ran all the way home.

The lights in the yard weren’t on, and the whole house was pitch-black, just like the entrance.

(Goodnight~)