"Be careful with your right hand while you sleep," Ji Chicheng looked down at the hand Ji Jingfeng had wrapped around Ji Anning, his tone ominous, "It might just disappear soday, just like Bai Guo’s..."
At these words, Ji Jingfeng’s expression changed, and he reflexively withdrew his hand from around Ji Anning’s waist, then he bit his lip, his face full of reluctance.
Ji Chicheng coldly tugged at his lips, shifting his gaze to Ji Anning, his expression imdiately becoming tender, "I’ll co to pick you up in a couple of days."
Ji Anning bit her lip, responding to Ji Chicheng with a bowed head.
At this mont, her heart was a mix of complex emotions.
...
"Qi Helian is such a playboy, changing girlfriends every other day, and yet he boldly claims he changes won more often than he changes clothes."
"How many rich n aren’t fickle?"
Ji Chicheng rely stood at the vestibule, watching Ji Anning and Ji Jingfeng’s car leave, then he turned and entered the house.
Ji Mingyue and Ji Xiangting were sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper and discussing the protagonist Qi Helian written about in the news.
Just as Ji Chicheng approached, Ji Mingyue couldn’t help but worry, "I an, Chicheng, you and Qi Helian are so close, he has so many clothes, yet you’ve been streaking till now, do you even speak the sa language?"
Ji Chicheng couldn’t be bothered with her, leisurely walking, planning to pass in front of her when Ji Xiangting suddenly pointed excitedly at a photo in the newspaper, "Isn’t that my uncle?"
At those words, Ji Mingyue leaned in curiously, "Where?"
"This looks just like my uncle." Ji Xiangting looked at the person in the newspaper photo she was pointing at, then looked up at Ji Chicheng, who had already walked past them.
Ji Chicheng only stifled his steps at Ji Xiangting’s surprised exclamation, without pausing, he headed straight for the stairs.
"What do you an, looks? That is him." Ji Mingyue confird the person in the photo was Ji Chicheng, then she made another exciting discovery, "Oh, and that woman behind him."
Excited, she raised her head and called out to Ji Chicheng who had reached the stairwell, "Hey... hey... Ji Chicheng, are you dating?"
Ji Chicheng ignored Ji Mingyue’s excited and sowhat shrill voice, calmly walking upstairs.
"Who is that girl? Where is she from? Is she an internet celebrity?"
"Which site does she stream on?"
Ji Chicheng being photographed with a woman was indeed major news for the Ji Family, and Ji Mingyue and Ji Xiangting began to speculate about the identity of the woman behind Ji Chicheng.
"No, he walks with his nose in the air, his standards are so high, he definitely wouldn’t date an internet celebrity, and he’s quite mysterious."
"Aren’t those shoes the new limited edition from MCM?"
In the photo, only the feet of the woman behind Ji Chicheng could be seen, clad in a pair of red patent leather shoes, which she recognized instantly.
The impetuous Ji Mingyue, frustrated with her analysis, grabbed the newspaper and stood up, "I’m going to ask him about it."
Just then, the old man ca in, imdiately scolding the niece and aunt sitting on the sofa.
"What are you fussing about so early in the morning?"
"Dad, you can relax now, your son isn’t gay, he’s got a girlfriend," Ji Mingyue, holding the newspaper, excitedly approached the old man.
The old man, hearing this, also got excited, "You saw it?"
Ji Mingyue approached the old man, pointing at the spot in the newspaper where Ji Chicheng appeared, showing it to him.
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