novelraw Chapter 471 - 463: A Kiss, One Million (Part 6)
Chapter 471 - 463: A Kiss, One Million (Part 6)
Ji Anning brushed her hair with her hand and bent apologetically toward Wang Zhuoling, "I’m sorry, Wang, there’s some bad blood between my uncle and me."
Just then, the elevator arrived, and she immediately stepped in.
Wang Zhuoling followed Ji Anning into the elevator, scolding her for her capriciousness, "Ji Anning, please keep your personal issues separate, he’s not your uncle here, he’s the big boss of Beautiful City, a business partner."
"Wang, I really am sorry," Ji Anning still looked apologetic, but her tone was resolute, "I’ve listened to you in everything for so long. This time, I’ve made my own decision."
At her words, Wang Zhuoling’s face turned livid, she wanted to say something, but the elevator had reached the ground floor.
The doors opened, and seeing that there were people at the door, she held back what she was about to say.
Ji Anning walked ahead, her steps uneven as she moved through the hotel lobby and out the revolving doors.
She had fled in such a hurry earlier that she had only grabbed her purse, forgetting her coat, and the chilly evening breeze made her wrap her arms around her bare arms and rub them.
She walked to the curb, where several taxis were waiting for passengers. She approached one, opened the door, and got in.
Wang Zhuoling rushed forward, catching the car door that Ji Anning was about to close, and looked at her coldly, "I’ve been with you for so long, been through so many dinners, did I ever force you to drink when you said you couldn’t?"
Ji Anning kept her head down, not responding to her.
’Bang!’
Her stubbornness finally infuriated Wang Zhuoling.
Wang Zhuoling slammed the car door forcefully and turned to leave.
Watching her angry departure, Ji Anning sighed helplessly, "Ah."
She turned her gaze back, gave the taxi driver the address, then leaned back and closed her eyes.
’I never thought Miss Ji was such a dignified person... but who are you trying to impress by being so reserved at a social event?’
’Three bottles of wine, not a drop left, finish them and you can sign the contract immediately...’
Chicheng’s words echoed in her ears, and she placed her hands on her abdomen, the little one inside seeming to sense her voice and stirred slightly.
Her eyes welled up with tears.
This time she had truly offended Wang Zhuoling. For two consecutive days, Wang Zhuoling had not come to see her, nor had she called.
Not until the afternoon of the third day did she come over with an assistant and a stylist, ready to attend a charity auction.
It was one of the few times Ji Anning wore a floor-length dress, an orange one with a high waistline and a flowing, loose skirt that concealed her slightly bulging belly well.
Her long hair was styled into big waves, half cascading over her chest, covering her exposed cleavage, discreet yet suggestive. Her figure had also become fuller due to her pregnancy.
Her attire was just right, sexy yet maintaining her playful and cute essence.
Holding a small white Hermès bag, she stood out in the crowd, making those around her lose their luster.
Faced with the swarming reporters, she posed with one hand on her hip, allowing them to take photos.
"Miss Ji, is Mr. Qi coming tonight?"
"Why didn’t Miss Ji attend with Mr. Qi?"
"Will Mr. Qi spend a fortune for Miss Ji tonight?"
The reporters were always like this, seizing the opportunity to thoroughly question, asking whatever could embarrass her.
Facing such questions, Ji Anning always chose not to respond. As the questions grew more numerous, she nodded her head and squeezed her way through a less crowded side.