Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 430 - 424: A Huge Joke (1)

Ji Jingfeng sneered, "Don’t forget, I am still grandfather’s own grandson; even if the company falls into your hands, I won’t be kicked out of the Ji Family."

After he spoke, he straightened his back, showing an indifferent demeanor.

"Hmm, let’s just try and see," Ji Chicheng snorted, stretching his hand to open the door and leave.

The corridor was eerily silent.

It was because the old master was standing authoritatively at the top of the stairs, preventing those in other rooms who wanted to come out and watch the commotion from daring to open their doors.

"Chicheng,"

After leaving Ji Jingfeng’s room, Ji Chicheng did not return to his own room but walked toward the staircase. As he passed by the old master, he didn’t even spare him a glance.

He walked right past him.

Just as he descended a step, the old master spoke, "A fit of rage for . . ."

The old man was shaking with anger; considering the occasion, he didn’t continue the phrase.

But Ji Chicheng finished it for him, "a beauty."

"Ji Chicheng!" the old master turned, glowering at Ji Chicheng, and roared, "Are you trying to infuriate me to death?"

Ji Chicheng coldly replied, "If that works, I might be willing to keep trying."

After speaking, he ignored the old master’s ashen face, turned around, and rapidly descended the stairs.

"You . . ." The old master’s finger trembled as he pointed at Ji Chicheng’s retreating figure, blood pressure soaring, his steps staggering backward.

"Oh dear, Dad,"

Hearing the commotion between father and son, Ji Mingyue, who had been unable to contain herself in her room any longer, opened the door just in time to see the old master about to fall. She rushed to his side to support him, "Stay calm, stay calm. If you really die of anger, that boy will certainly cry and regret it to death; would you bear to see him cry, see him blame himself?"

Only she, Miss Ji, the fourth daughter, would have such strong logic to comfort someone.

The old master’s face turned even greener. Now he wasn’t angry at Ji Chicheng but directed his ire at Ji Mingyue, "Before he manages to anger me to death, I will definitely kick you out of the Ji Family first."

"Typical gender preference," Ji Mingyue frowned and pouted, disapprovingly glaring at the old master, "You should be grateful I’m a girl, otherwise there’d be one more person infuriating you."

" . . . "

The old master felt that he must have caused some disaster in the Milky Way in his past life to deserve a daughter as ’ungrateful and callous’ as Ji Mingyue.

. . .

Ji Anning had thought about it all day and realized that the strategy of always avoiding Ji Chicheng was futile.

She had to learn to face him, learn to be heartless. If she kept avoiding him, seeing him occasionally, she feared she would never move on. As time passed, there might come a time when she couldn’t control her inner emotions and would waver.

So she came home every evening.

Whenever she came home, Ji Chicheng would also return. At the dinner table, Ji Chicheng still sat in the same row as her.

With the addition of Ji Weidong, his wife, and a child at home, the atmosphere in the dining room was livelier, and everyone seemed to enjoy their meals more.

At the entire dinner table, only Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng remained silent; the rest of the people were talking and laughing.

"Anning, you’re too thin, and your complexion doesn’t look too good. This won’t do. If you don’t take care of your health, how will you have children in the future?"

Originally sitting across and chatting amiably with Lin Yanqin, Mrs. Ji Weidong suddenly turned her attention to Ji Anning.

She stared at Ji Anning’s frail figure, reminding her with concern.

Before Ji Anning could reply, Ji Mingyue, sitting on Ji Anning’s side, looked her way and frowned, "Big sister, you really worry too much. They’re still so young, why talk about having children? They haven’t even figured themselves out yet."