Such a powerful Charles family...
Ji Anning’s lips suddenly turned downward, "Uncle, do you plan to stay in Country Y, or return to our country?"
She was feeling so conflicted.
If Uncle acknowledges Mr. Charles, will he stay here from now on?
Then what will happen to the Ji Family? What about Aunt?
As Ji Anning was pondering this question, Ji Chicheng’s response echoed in her ears, "My last na is Ji."
A tone of unwavering determination.
Ji Anning’s eyes lit up, and she nodded happily, "Mm, you still have to go back, I knew you weren’t that kind of person."
She almost said out loud that he wasn’t the ungrateful type.
But has the Ji Family really been kind to him?
Probably. How could they not have been? He went to the Ji Family when he was only ten years old.
Regardless, he would still return to the country, still return to the Ji Family, and this is what she hoped for, even if it ans being called selfish.
But... Charles is his biological father, after all, could he...
Ji Anning thought about it, then looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Mr. Charles, will you acknowledge him?"
The father who loved his mother dearly, would he recognize him?
To be honest, when it cos to Charles, she had mixed feelings of hatred and sympathy.
Sympathy because he was infatuated, but the reasons for hatred were nurous.
"No," Ji Chicheng replied firmly.
"He..."
Ji Anning hesitated for a mont, but finally said what needed to be said, "Uncle, you and he share the sa blood type, he donated blood to you when you were in critical condition."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chicheng’s face showed no change, he looked at Ji Anning calmly with his dark eyes and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Do you an you want to acknowledge him?"
Ji Anning smiled, "I certainly respect your thoughts."
Setting aside the grievances between them and Charles, and the entanglents between Uncle’s mother and Charles, it’s indeed not sothing that can be easily forgotten.
Just then, Ji Anning’s phone in her small bag suddenly rang.
She took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and smiled, "It’s my brother Qi calling."
Showing off, she turned the screen towards Ji Chicheng for a mont before answering the call with a sweet "Brother Qi."
On the other end, Qi Helian judged her situation from her tone, "It seems your plan is going well."
"I’m really sorry." Hearing the words "going well," Ji Anning rembered how, ever since parting with Qi Helian, he kept reminding her to call him once she was here. She had forgotten until now and explained apologetically, "A lot happened just now, and I didn’t get a chance to call you. Then I forgot. It’s all good here."
"Good is good."
Qi Helian’s tone was a mix of happiness and a little lancholy.
Anyway, it’s really good if it’s good.
After hanging up, Qi Helian stared at the screen, lost in thought for a mont, when the phone suddenly rang again.
It wasn’t a call ring, but a WeChat video request. He glanced at it; it was from Xiang Yiqing.
Probably worried about Ji Anning’s current situation as well.
Qi Helian connected the video call, lazily leaned back against the headboard, and calmly watched the familiar face appear on the screen.
"Is there any news from Anning’s side? Has she t Chicheng?"
As soon as the video connected, Xiang Yiqing anxiously asked.
Qi Helian nodded, "She t him."
Hearing this, Xiang Yiqing’s face showed much less anxiety, but his worry didn’t decrease at all. He asked again, "That Charles didn’t trouble her, did he?"
Instead of answering, Qi Helian asked in return, "Isn’t one Xin Xiaoxiao enough for you to care about?"
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