Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 443 - 437: From Now On, Strangers? (Part 8)

"Rude little brat," Ji Mingyue turned around and made a hitting motion toward Ji Chicheng’s back.

Then she continued to go downstairs.

At this time of day, everyone who’s out shopping went out, those who have school went to school, and those who work, went to work; the house was very quiet.

After going upstairs, Ji Chicheng walked to Ji Anning’s bedroom door and hesitated, but ultimately he couldn’t resist and stopped.

He didn’t have the habit of knocking on her door; he reached out to turn the doorknob directly, but the door was locked.

Could she be inside?

The house is usually cleaned in the early hours of a holiday, so the doors of the rooms are generally not locked; Ji Chicheng thought as he went back to his room to get the spare key and opened Ji Anning’s bedroom door.

Wu Sao said a spare key to Ji Anning’s room was lost, but Heaven knows, that key had been in Ji Chicheng’s hands for a long time.

After unlocking the door, Ji Chicheng gently pushed the door open; the curtains in the room were drawn, and it was tidy and neat, making it especially bright.

It was apparent there was no one inside; he stepped in and closed the door behind him, then walked further into the room. Every scene, every item in the room had her style, and her scent permeated the air.

Back when she was still a little girl, he always sneaked in to take a look.

At that time, perhaps it was simple - he just liked her being a pushover in front of others and quirky behind their backs.

The memories of his youth came flooding back, and Ji Chicheng’s eyes involuntarily softened, with a smile creeping up his lips, a doting affection rippling across his handsome face.

He walked to the window and reached out to touch the marble windowsill, picturing the little girl who always liked to prop her cheeks in her hands and pin a pen between her nose and upper lip while pondering problems.

His lips curved slightly, and his attractive hands reached out, wanting to stroke the girl’s head.

The unrealistic touch made the smile on his face suddenly stiffen; coming back to his senses, he knew he had just indulged in fantasy and smirked at himself.

Raising his head to glance at the balcony next door, when he built that balcony, he had done the angle measurement over and over again.

It really was the best angle.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, pulling Ji Chicheng’s thoughts back. He took out his phone, looked at the caller ID, and then answered the call, bringing it to his ear with only a soft "Hmm" to signal he was listening.

"Boss, Miss Anning has entered the gynecology department. Should I continue to follow?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chicheng became agitated, "She’s at the hospital?"

He asked while moving toward the door.

Passing by Ji Anning’s desk, his gaze inadvertently swept over the transparent small medicine box at the corner of Anning’s desk and he stopped walking.

"Yes, she just arrived."

The person on the other end of the phone was still reporting to him when Ji Chicheng’s focus was on the several medicine boxes placed on the medicine box, his gaze fixated on the third one with the red edge.

He reached out to pick up the medicine box, took a look, and his expression darkened.

He immediately put down the phone and opened the medicine box, taking out the aluminum-plastic pill strip inside. The strip was already empty, and in an instant, a murderous intent flashed across his handsome face.

"Tell me the hospital," Ji Chicheng said, picking up the phone while the other hand clenched the medicine box in the palm, with veins bulging on the back of his hand.

His footsteps heavily stomped out of the room.

...

"Everything is normal, but you look too thin, and your complexion isn’t very good. Make sure to rest when you get back home."

"I know, thank you, doctor."