She ticulously planned her every move, never expecting them to et face-to-face, and Ji Anning wasn’t dead yet.
How could she swallow this anger?
The servants lowered their heads under her scolding, not daring to even blink.
Although Charles had now shifted all his attention to his son, Ji Chicheng, Korea had been grood by him since childhood.
She was once recognized by everyone as the sole heir to the Charles family. Even if Charles now had a son, her status wouldn’t be significantly diminished; she still counted as a little mistress of the Charles family.
When she got angry, naturally, no one dared to say anything.
Compared to Korea’s big reaction, Yao Yiyang, who had walked alongside her earlier, was much more composed.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, casually slipping his hands into his trouser pockets, and stayed where he was. He watched Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng with an amused expression.
She was safe, and that put his mind at ease.
Otherwise...
Thinking of this, his smile grew even more pronounced.
Watching Korea’s livid face, Ji Anning smirked coldly, "Korea, are you mad because your plan failed?"
"What did you say?" As the saying goes, regardless of what you lose, never lose your deanor. Korea lifted her chin proudly, "You sneaked into Charles’ household, what are you up to?"
Faced with Korea’s questioning, Ji Anning found it laughable. Did this woman not understand the situation? Right now in Charles’ mind, who was most important?
Whose ho was this?
She knew very well that at this mont, she had to cling tightly to the man beside her; the entire Charles family was her world.
With that in mind, Ji Anning suddenly reached out and hugged Ji Chicheng’s waist. Then she turned her innocent eyes to Korea, "Can’t I et my husband and kiss him?"
With that, she tiptoed and kissed Ji Chicheng on the lips in front of everyone.
Repeatedly calling him her husband on the left, and her spouse on the right.
It was all to stab at Korea’s heart, to provoke her pride and self-esteem.
Korea was so furious she almost ground her teeth to dust, wishing she could rush over and tear her apart.
"You’ve hard over and over again."
Suddenly, Ji Anning turned her head, her sharp gaze chilling to the bone, aiming directly at Korea, "This ti, I absolutely won’t let you off."
Korea was unafraid, smirking coldly at Ji Anning with a raised eyebrow, "Oh, you won’t let off?"
"I’m not even going to talk about whether the car accident had anything to do with you," Ji Anning released Ji Chicheng and walked towards Korea, a cold expression on her face, "I’ll just hold you accountable for nearly killing today."
Hearing this, Korea didn’t even flinch, displaying a calmness as if she genuinely had nothing to do with it, "Almost died by my hands? Do you have any evidence?"
Evidence? Ji Anning sneered internally. Gathering evidence wouldn’t be difficult; the man beside her was the best witness and her biggest support for revenge here.
Thinking of this, she frowned, and turned to wrap her arms around Ji Chicheng’s arm, whining, "She wanted to kill , to kill our child. Could you help teach her a lesson?"
The character she played was that of the scheming ’white lily’ supporting actress found in novels and TV dramas.
Ji Chicheng looked down at Ji Anning’s makeup-sared face, like a big flower cat, pouting dramatically.
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