Without waiting for Charles to answer, he continued to ask, "Has she remarried now?"
Charles’ handso old face turned dark.
In his heart, he cursed: What nonsense remarriage, she hasn’t even married yet, who else would dare to marry her in this world?
Having been questioned consecutively, Mr. Charles was now very unhappy, and he shook his head expressionlessly, "No."
Then he looked at Ji Chicheng’s face full of doubt, and played the affection card, "Chicheng, I am your father, you are Chicheng Charles, my son. Whether it’s the blood type or the tendency to low blood sugar, we are so similar."
"What part of doesn’t seem like your father? Or where am I not good?"
Wouldn’t it work if I changed?
Ji Chicheng glanced at him indifferently, thinking that he looked nothing like his father, not a bit good.
He said nothing.
At this mont, a knocking sound suddenly ca from outside the door.
Charles turned his head to look at the door, responding coldly, "Co in."
The door opened, and it was the butler of Charles’ family. The old man looked extrely anxious and said to Charles, "Mr. Charles, the kindergarten just called and said... said..."
As soon as he heard ’kindergarten,’ Charles imdiately thought of Fenfen.
He quickly got up, walked to the door, and asked in a low voice, "What’s the situation?"
The butler also lowered his voice and replied, "Miss Fenfen got into a fight with another child in kindergarten and broke Mr. Mosen’s grandson’s head, causing a lot of bleeding."
"Fantastic!"
Upon hearing that his granddaughter had beaten soone at the kindergarten, Charles was not angry but instead clapped in approval.
The butler: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched a bit, as he continued to report, "The surveillance shows that Mr. Mosen’s car is heading towards the Charles Mansion."
"Tell him to get lost, if he’s a coward, his grandson is too."
Charles waved his hand dominantly, then instructed the butler, "Prepare the car, I want to go to the kindergarten to check if our Fenfen is hurt."
The butler: "..."
...
Ji Anning leaned against the heavy iron gate, feeling sad and helpless.
Suddenly, the sound of a car door slamming shut ca from behind her. Startled, she instinctively turned her head to look behind her.
A sixty-year-old man, in a neatly pressed shirt, was striding towards her in a rage.
She recognized this old man, Mr. Mosen!
He’s a very important political minister from country Y and a sworn enemy of Charles.
From what she had witnessed, this wasn’t the first ti he had stord over to Charles’ house like this.
Mosen arrived at the gate of Charles’ yard, but the main gate did not open for him. He beca even angrier and ordered the guard at the door, "Get Charles out here for ."
The guard returned his greeting respectfully, "Mr. Mosen, please wait a mont, I will inform him."
Mosen said, "Open the gate for first."
The guard replied with a smile, "Mr. Mosen, without Mr. Charles’ permission, we cannot open the gate for you."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Mosen’s old face darkened again, "Open the gate, open it."
Just then, Charles’ car ca speeding over, with the front facing Mosen, nearly crashing into the iron gate, yet showing no signs of stopping.
Mosen was so frightened that his eyes widened, and as he reacted, he sidestepped to the side.
Charles’ car abruptly stopped less than half a ter from the iron gate.
The central door opened, and Charles gracefully got out of the car, dressed in a suit and tie, exuding elegance.
His gaze first swept over Ji Anning,
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