Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 412 - 406: Choice (Part Three)

She thanked him, turned around, and walked back.

Her steps quickened, and she hurried back to her father’s room, where her mother was playing chess with her father.

"Jiajia, it’s chilly outside; don’t keep running out."

Her father, feeling concerned, reminded her.

"Mom and Dad, I’m heading home first; I’ll come by later," Ji Anning said as she picked up her bag, greeted her parents, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly remembering something, her mother said to her, "Anning, your phone kept ringing just now."

Thinking it might be Ji Chicheng calling, Ji Anning nodded and said "Oh," while walking and pulling out her phone. Several missed calls appeared just as her phone began to ring again.

The caller ID read ’Danning.’

Why was Danning suddenly calling her? Ji Anning, puzzled, answered the phone, "Hello, Danning."

Talking as she walked.

"Ji Anning, your relationship will never be accepted by society. Being cursed as immoral in familiar circles and not getting blessings from relatives, do none of these things matter to you?"

Ji Anning paused her steps a bit, and then continued.

If she had heard these words before knowing her own origins, she would have resoundingly replied to Yang Danning that she didn’t care about these things.

But now, she hesitated.

Living a lifetime without children; do that not matter to you either?

Ji Anning, he has always been placed high above, grown up surrounded by a halo; do you really have the heart to let him endure all this with you?

"If you say you don’t care about all those things, then you don’t truly love him. You just love yourself, or perhaps you love him like I do, but you don’t have the means to be with him like I do."

"Ji Anning, I won’t let go. From now on, consider that you have never known me."

Throughout this entire phone call, Ji Anning did not say a word.

Yet, every word from Yang Danning hammered against her already vulnerable heart.

She stared at her phone screen in a daze, and suddenly, a piece of breaking news appeared in the Weibo app, startling her with a familiar name, Ji Chicheng.

Wondering if her eyes were deceiving her.

’Hai City’s most mysterious Young Master makes his first public appearance, reportedly engaged to the heiress of Ganghai Group. The families have secretly arranged an engagement.’

Upon entering the news page, Ji Anning immediately saw such a headline.

The cover was a photo of Yang Danning embracing Ji Chicheng, taken at the Ji Family’s home.

Seeing this news, her first thought was that it was the old man’s doing, since Ji Chicheng had never appeared publicly or been a part of this kind of news for many years.

Other than himself, only the old man would dare to get him into the news.

And this photo was taken in the Ji family’s home.

Or perhaps, it was a scheme crafted by both Yang Danning and the old man.

The comments below were mostly blessings for them, praising their matched talents and looks, saying their families were well-matched, and the blessings continued to grow.

Perhaps you love him like I do, but you don’t have the means to be with him like I can...

Ji Anning’s steps halted; what would happen if they were captured in a photo like this, their relationship revealed?

She dared not think about it, refused to think about it, shook her head, and started to retreat continuously until there was nowhere left to go.

She leaned against the wall, her back against it, slowly crouched down, her hands clutching her head in agony, sobbing silently.

Uncle, I’m sorry, forgive me for choosing to love you in such a foolish way.

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