Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 486 - 478: Fenfen, My Daughter (1)

Ji Anning didn’t speak, nor did she look at Ji Chicheng. She turned around with her head lowered and once again, step by step, walked out of his line of sight.

Perhaps because the heels of her high heels were too thin, it seemed they could barely support her body, her receding figure looked somewhat shaky.

’Thud!’

As Ji Anning disappeared into the vast crowd, Ji Chicheng could no longer control his feelings of jealousy and anger, and he punched the wall.

The moment he saw her again, his numb heart was involuntarily awakened.

In this world, the only person who could make him lose his reason and himself was her, Ji Anning.

He had been searching for a way out, but now he realized the only exit was to possess her.

If she were poison, then she would be the only antidote.

He had endured the pain and tried twice, once for three years, once for two years, adding up to five years of time. No matter how she mistreated him, no matter how bad she was, he still couldn’t break free from her spell.

The feelings he had for her were like a fine wine, the deeper they were buried, the stronger the taste became.

...

The car stopped at the front gate, Ji Anning couldn’t wait to get out. She entered the house, took off her shoes, and rushed barefoot up to the second floor, pushing open the door to the children’s room.

It was already deep into the night, the little girl held her favorite fluffy stuffed animal in one hand and a loosely balled fist raised level with her head in the other.

Her eyes closed, she slept soundly.

Whenever she was in unbearable pain, no matter where she was, she would return to see their beloved child.

Seeking a hint of comfort from the little face that resembled his rough outline.

Ji Anning loosened her grip on the doorknob, her shoulders sagging with fatigue, she stepped lightly into the room and walked to the bedside. Bending over, she sat down on the edge of the bed, watching the little one sleeping.

She slowly reached out, gently using the pad of her thumb to soothe the little girl’s slightly furrowed brow.

"Fenfen, at such a young age, what’s there to worry about?"

She looked at the slumbering child’s face, opened her mouth and silently asked, likewise without an answer.

Yet her eyes became moist again, and she couldn’t help but lean over and kiss Fenfen’s right eye. A tear dropped onto Fenfen’s plump forehead, and she quickly straightened up, reaching out to wipe it away.

And then, her warm palm gently touched the little girl’s chubby cheek, "Mommy will definitely help you open the window to your soul."

...

After removing her makeup and taking a bath, Ji Anning sat in front of the mirror, staring blankly at her own eyes reflected therein.

’Knock, knock, knock’

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting her thoughts. She straightened up, adjusted her spirits, and then got up to open the door.

It was the secretary who had gone out with her that day.

"Miss, Mr. Charles is back."

Upon hearing this, a hint of suspicion flashed in Ji Anning’s eyes, then she nodded, "I know."

The secretary gave her a small nod, turned, and prepared to leave. Ji Anning, as if reminded of something, called out to the secretary’s retreating figure, "Mark, the guest of Mr. Charles we met today, how is his condition in the hospital now?"

Mark stopped, turned around, and replied to Ji Anning: "He’s still in the intensive care unit under observation, but there has been some improvement."

"I understand," Ji Anning sighed slightly with relief. Then she added, "Tell Mr. Charles I’ll be down shortly."

The secretary nodded and left.

Downstairs, the high-hanging crystal chandeliers were turned on, their brilliant light making the already luxurious living room shimmer with extravagance.