Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 592 - 584: Father and Daughter Begin the Show of Affection Mode (Part 2)

She walked up to Ji Chicheng, smiling and said, "Real Madrid won again, huh? I also think that Ronaldo is better than that Messi guy."

At her words, Ji Chicheng turned his head and gave her a look of speechlessness.

She lifted her eyebrows in confusion.

With an expressionless face, Ji Chicheng nodded, "Mmm, you have a good eye."

No, something was off about his gaze and tone. Ji Anning’s attention shifted back to the TV screen, where she saw a group of tall, burly black players holding trophies and basketballs. It suddenly dawned on her.

This... was basketball.

Ronaldo and Messi play soccer!!!

This guy, he even said she had a good eye...

All evening, she suffered countless awkward moments. Ji Anning turned her head, looking dejectedly at the man still serenely watching the TV.

He must have been laughing at her inwardly.

She took a sip of water to alleviate the awkwardness, then looked at Ji Chicheng again and asked, "Chicheng, is that language class Fenfen’s attending far away?"

"I’ll give you the address in a bit, it’s nearby," Ji Chicheng said, his body leaning back lazily.

Ji Anning’s eyes followed him, "Is it in English or Chinese?"

She was purely trying to find a topic to chat about.

Ji Chicheng raised both hands behind his head, raised an eyebrow, and questioned her back, "Can’t you teach her Chinese yourself?"

"Sure," Ji Anning nodded, quite willing, "I’ll accept fewer jobs in the future, so I have more time to teach her."

Ji Chicheng’s eyes firmly fixed on her face, expressionless, as if trying to see through her.

Ji Anning did not feel awkward, but rather guilty. She guiltily turned away, not looking at Ji Chicheng, and with eyes downcast, said in a small voice, "Chicheng, I have a filming next month, I might need to go back to China for a few months."

Her previous line ’I’ll accept fewer jobs in the future, so I have more time to teach her,’ was actually laying the groundwork for this.

"As you wish," Ji Chicheng replied to Ji Anning, his gaze returning to the TV.

His tone was neither warm nor cold.

Ji Anning thought he was angry and hurriedly explained, "I signed up for this film at the beginning of the year."

Ji Chicheng nodded and hummed in acknowledgment.

Then he suddenly straightened up, stood, and walked towards the stairs, clearly heading upstairs.

Hmm... Was that a yes or no? Was he angry or not?

How annoying, why couldn’t he just give a clear stance?

Watching Ji Chicheng ascend the stairs, Ji Anning felt dissatisfied with his response, but in truth, she was just afraid that he was angry.

For the next two days, Ji Chicheng was up early and home late, hurrying through breakfast together in the morning and usually by the time he came back home in the evening, she was already asleep.

Every time she was determined to wait for him to return, but she could never beat the sleepiness.

On Wednesday, Fenfen had a language class, about three or four stops away from their house. Ji Anning drove there herself.

There were many children, from various countries, including some from China.

Fenfen rarely got to interact with so many children and found it very exciting; she really liked the language class.

Probably because she was tired from playing with the other kids, once they left, Fenfen wanted to be held. As Fenfen was still young and needed many things when going out, Ji Anning’s hands were also holding a big bag.

She bent over and with one hand lifted the little girl, which was somewhat difficult.

Most of the parents came together, with dads holding the children.

After exiting the elevator, Ji Anning really couldn’t hold her any longer, so she negotiated with Fenfen, "Fenfen, walk for a bit, mommy is tired."