Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 615 - 607: Return to the Ji Family for a Tearing Fight (Part 1)

Just as she was about to scratch the center of his palm in return, the man’s fingers suddenly tightened, grasping her hand firmly.

Ji Anning’s heart trembled abruptly; she tilted her head slightly to look at Ji Chicheng.

The corners of his mouth seemed to be curling into a faint smile, a tender warmth spreading at the corners of his eyes.

Ji Anning pursed her lips tightly, looked down, and giggled foolishly.

She slowly opened her fingers, interlocking them tightly with the man’s large hand.

...

It wasn’t until the entire soccer match had ended that they let go of each other’s hands. Ji Anning stood up, looked at Ji Chicheng with a slightly flushed face, "Uncle, I’m going to go back to sleep first."

Ji Chicheng’s face remained expressionless; he did not respond to her.

Ji Anning pouted, thinking to herself that this man was back to putting on his pretentious act.

Then she turned around, preparing to leave, her gaze inadvertently swept over the TV screen where the winning Barcelona team was still cheering.

Ji Anning’s eyes caught the corner of the TV screen where the word ’replay’ prominently appeared in her field of vision. She turned around, frowned, and looked at the man who was still lazily leaning on the sofa, "Uncle, this is a replay, so you already knew the outcome, didn’t you?"

’Five minutes; don’t move.’

’Five minutes after their last goal, Barcelona scored another one...’

Of course he knew, her question once again exposed her own naivety.

Ji Chicheng looked up at Ji Anning, his gaze telling her that she was being foolish.

Ji Anning clenched her fist, felt a surge of frustration towards Ji Chicheng, and then turned her head and left.

"Why do I turn into a fool every time I’m in front of him?"

As she walked away, she muttered, while her other hand gently caressed the hand that Ji Chicheng had been holding for over forty minutes.

That feeling was something they had never experienced even when they were together two years ago, indescribably wonderful.

Her heartbeat still seemed to be half a beat off.

...

The airport in Capital City was already bustling with people, and with the approaching Spring Festival, it was crowded.

Clothed in a military green coat, wearing glasses and a mask, Ji Anning walked with her assistant, while Ji Chicheng walked ahead with Fenfen, maintaining a considerable distance from them.

They could still see each other.

As soon as they entered the lobby, Ji Anning noticed someone was photographing her; she kept her head down throughout.

She slowed her pace even more, increasing the distance between her and Ji Chicheng.

VIP lane, swift security check.

Once in the VIP lounge, Ji Chicheng finally put Fenfen down. The little girl immediately spotted the fruit placed beside the sofa and quickly climbed up to eat first.

Ji Chicheng watched her, a doting smile on his face as he leisurely walked over and sat down next to her.

"Mommy, eat."

Suddenly, the little girl grabbed two cherry tomatoes, slid off the sofa, and ran swiftly towards the door to take them to her mommy to eat.

Noticing this, Ji Chicheng hurriedly stood up to chase after her, "Fenfen."

At that moment, his phone rang, and he reached for it while chasing her.

He glanced at the caller ID and answered, then immediately looked up.

But the little girl was nowhere in sight.

"Fenfen," Ji Chicheng shouted in panic, quickly pocketing his phone and running in the direction Fenfen had taken.

Calling out as he ran.

His throat dry with anxiety.

"Uncle, what’s wrong?" Ji Anning came over, seeing Ji Chicheng’s frantic and anxious expression, she also became anxious.

Ji Chicheng grabbed one of her arms, "You didn’t see Fenfen?"

On hearing this, Ji Anning’s heart lurched, her mouth agape, and her throat too tense to speak, "Fenfen... wasn’t it you who brought her up?"