Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 398 - 392: Fate Plays with People Like This (Part Seven)

Ji Anning’s eyes widened in confusion.

She hastily looked towards the old man, whose slightly furrowed brow clearly indicated great pain and disappointment, instantly filling her with a sense of overwhelming guilt.

However, she knew Ji Chicheng’s temperament—if she resisted now, he might very well do something in front of the old man that would be unacceptable to both her and the grandfather, so she held back.

"Come and keep Dad company tonight."

The old man did not oppose, and casually called out to Ji Chicheng before he lay down, turning his back to them.

Ji Anning watched, a deep sadness in her heart.

Yet she found herself unable to let go of the hand of the man beside her.

"Grandfather, I’m sorry."

It took all her courage to finally utter these words.

Without the courage to await the old man’s response, she looked up at Ji Chicheng, seeking an eye signal from him.

Ji Chicheng gave her a reassuring purse of his lips, then led her towards the exit.

...

After the snowfall, Hai City was still not very cold, just a bit chilly in the wind. Ji Anning wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and stood on the steps of the hospital entrance, waiting for Ji Chicheng to bring the car around.

She was eyeing the spot at the open-air parking lot when suddenly someone called her name, "Ji Anning."

The familiar voice made her expression change, and she looked towards the source of the sound. Jingfeng approached, dressed casually and carrying a thermos.

Ji Anning just looked at him, saying nothing.

Jingfeng came closer, his eyes coldly sizing up Ji Anning, "Waiting for my uncle, are you?"

"Yes," Ji Anning nodded.

She regarded Jingfeng with neither subservience nor haughtiness.

Towards him, she felt no debt owed—if there had been any, it was canceled out after he and Bai Guo conspired to kill her.

She used to fear her grandfather finding out, but now that he knew, she had even less concern for Jingfeng.

"Hmph!" Jingfeng snorted disdainfully, puffing out his chest and looking arrogantly at Ji Anning, "I have officially started learning to manage the company, Ji Anning. You will regret it one day."

Does this mean he’s going to take over the company? But that was inevitable, wasn’t it? Nothing surprising there. Ji Anning thought to herself and gave Jingfeng a slight smile, "Congratulations."

Her indifferent attitude took away any sense of revenge that Jingfeng might have felt.

He clenched his teeth, about to say something when a beam of car light suddenly shone from afar, a white Maserati swishing up to their spot in an instant.

"Beep!"

The person in the car pressed the horn forcefully as if venting their emotions.

Ji Anning secretly gave the man in the driver’s seat a disdainful look, then bid farewell to Jingfeng, "My uncle’s here, I’ll be going now."

Ignoring the sinister look in Jingfeng’s eyes, Ji Anning stepped down the stairs and made her way to the passenger side of the Maserati, pulling open the door and getting in.

As Ji Chicheng started the car, he asked Ji Anning, "What did you talk about with him?"

Ji Anning feigned regret and sighed, "Ah, I’m so silly, giving up the position of Boss J.C.’s wife, which so many people are breaking their heads over..."

Ji Chicheng cut her off, "I can give you a more beautiful city."

A beautiful city... Despite how unrealistic it sounded, Ji Anning was still moved.

She said, "Uncle, I don’t want a city, I just want you."

Ji Chicheng looked at her and nodded, "I am a city."

Ji Anning was taken aback for a moment, then remembered his name, Chicheng... a fortress. She laughed, "You’re really cunning."