Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 487 - 479 Fenfen, My Daughter (Part 2)

Ji Anning changed into proper attire and appeared at the top of the stairs, gazing at the middle-aged man with an upright sitting posture on the sofa.

A haze seemed to cover both her vision and her heart, rendering everything indistinct and inscrutable.

’I can give you everything you need, and all I ask in return is that the child in your womb bears the Charles surname.’

Two years ago, when she had been at her wits’ end, this man had abruptly appeared before her, looking down on her from above, saying he would give her everything she needed at that time.

Even now, she did not understand why she had agreed, why she had believed him.

Was it his royal gaze that proudly surveyed everything, making her dare not refuse?

"Niannian."

Lost in thought, the man’s gaze shifted toward her and saw her.

Ji Anning gathered all her thoughts and gave him a faint smile, "Mr. Charles."

The man in his fifties was dressed in a dark gray shirt, his hair already graying, but despite the ravages of time, his handsome features remained undiminished.

His deep-set eyes shimmered with a dark blue hue, mysterious as the depths of the sea.

Many times, as she stared into his eyes, an inexplicable sense of familiarity would flit through her heart.

She thought that he must have been very handsome in his youth.

Ji Anning gripped the stair rail and descended the steps one by one until she reached the sofa and sat down beside the man.

Leaving a space for one person between them.

Charles turned his gaze to her, "Is Fenfen asleep?"

"Mm." Ji Anning nodded gently, then lifted her head to look straight into Charles’s shrewd eyes, opened her mouth, but then pressed her lips together.

The question she meant to ask was retracted, and her eyelids fell.

Seeing this, Charles’s face broke into a warm and affectionate smile, "How’s the promotional campaign going?"

Ji Anning nodded, "Very smoothly."

"Oh." Charles also nodded, grabbing a cigar from the ashtray and lighting up, he didn’t continue with any more questions.

They sat in silence, with no movement for some time.

Ji Anning lifted her eyelids, ready to assess the situation, and unexpectedly met Charles’s eyes, which were watching her with an encouraging smile, as if waiting for her to speak.

She pursed her lips and carefully asked the question she’d had in mind just moments before, "Does Mr. Charles know that Mr. Ji is my grandfather?"

How could he not know? He had appeared before her like a savior, it was he who had arranged a new identity for her in Country Y, with his omnipotent stature, how could he have brought her home without knowing her background?

Charles did not deny it, nodding, "I know, I’ve been an old acquaintance of Mr. Ji for many years, almost thirty years now, I suppose."

As if a memory had been stirred, his deep blue eyes concentrated intensely.

But because they were so profound, it was impossible to discern his emotions.

Ji Anning observed Charles for a moment, then continued to ask, "Is there an old grudge between you two?"

"Why do you ask?" Charles collected his thoughts and looked at Ji Anning with a hint of interest, lifting his eyebrows curiously.

Ji Anning said, "He was admitted to the hospital today, upset because of me."

"I already know about that," Charles glanced down at his lips, then asked curiously, "But what does that have to do with any grudge between me and him?"

Ji Anning intended to say that the old man had been sent to the hospital because of her, but seeing Charles’s innocent demeanor, she felt that if he wanted to keep playing dumb, even if she told him, it would be meaningless.