Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 512 - 504: Wanting Mom and Dad to Be Together (Part 2)

"Mommy, Mommy..."

The little girl was not yet two years old, unable to say much else, only simple terms of address and words.

"Boss, Miss Anning is at the door; perhaps we should let her come in to soothe the child."

Beige simply couldn’t bear it and eventually plucked up the courage to voice her suggestion.

After speaking, she looked at Ji Chicheng, anxiously awaiting his response with wide eyes.

Ji Chicheng’s eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his handsome face was clouded with gloom.

Just then, a familiar voice came from downstairs, "Fenfen."

Beige’s mouth fell open in surprise, "An... Miss Anning."

The ’thump, thump, thump’ of footsteps grew closer. Beige glanced back at the staircase, then at Ji Chicheng, filled with worry.

"Fenfen."

It had started to rain heavily outside. Ji Anning’s face was covered with rain, completely drenched as she climbed the stairs. She caught sight of Fenfen in tears, nestled in Ji Chicheng’s embrace.

The crying didn’t seem as intense as before, but her voice was clearly hoarse. Anning ran over, heartbroken, "Fenfen, Mommy’s here to hold you."

For so many days, she stood outside every day. Although only separated by two walls, she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the little girl.

At this moment, her heart was indescribably stirred. She reached out to hold Fenfen.

But the man swiftly dodged her, and the little girl in his arms, restless, reached out to Anning.

However, Ji Chicheng wouldn’t let their hands touch.

Ji Anning, in tears, pleaded with him, "Uncle, let me hold her for a moment, please? Can I soothe her to stop crying?"

Ji Chicheng remained utterly unmoved, his face cold as he said to her, "Li Nianjia, you are not the only one who can soothe her. Before I care to deal with your intrusion, it would be best if you disappeared from my sight."

With that, he turned and walked toward the room.

Ji Anning followed him desperately, "Uncle, Uncle, please, let me hold Fenfen, let me comfort her."

Ji Chicheng paid her no heed. She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, holding on to him to prevent him from leaving.

Ji Chicheng’s back stiffened.

Two years had passed, filled with longing, only imagined in his mind, yet never able to touch.

This unexpected embrace, clearly not meant for him, had inexplicably satisfied a yearning in his lonely, cold heart.

How ironic.

Ji Chicheng’s lips twisted into a self-mocking smile, then he turned his head and once again, his face was expressionless, "Ji Anning, take your hands off me."

With a warning, he freed a hand, grasped Ji Anning’s wrist, and forcefully pried it away, showing no tenderness.

Perhaps it was the power of a mother’s love. At this time, Ji Anning’s strength was astonishing. Ji Chicheng was squeezing her bones so hard they could have crushed, yet she refused to let go.

She was crying behind him, Fenfen was crying in front of him.

The entire house was filled with the sound of their weeping.

Ji Chicheng’s heart was a mess with their cries. He turned and ordered Beige, "Beige, pull her away."

At his command, Beige reached out to grab Ji Anning’s arm, ready to drag her away. Seeing this, Fenfen’s crying intensified.

Her tiny body struggled stubbornly against Ji Chicheng, trying to climb onto Ji Anning.

Seeing this scene, Beige’s eyes also reddened. She could no longer withstand it, let go of Ji Anning’s arm, and decided to plead for her, "Boss... Just let Miss Anning soothe Fenfen first, let her go after Fenfen calms down."

He was determined to be a bit colder, more ruthless, more heartless, but it turned out that not a single person around him was supportive.