"Please do not drag my uncle into this boring gossip, he is my uncle, a senior mber of the family."
He is my uncle...
Every word of that sentence trembled in her heart as if it were splitting apart.
She was unwilling to accept this fact, but she could not change it.
It was as if she wanted to shout at the cara, he is my first love, the man I love, the man I have loved for seven or eight years, the father of my daughter.
’If you are not with Jingfeng, he won’t even have a place in the Ji Family.’
’That way, your relationship, including that of a blood-related uncle and niece, will be imdiately exposed.’
’We all love him, we shouldn’t destroy him.’
Because she loved him, how could she bear to destroy him, uncle and niece... blood-related uncle and niece.
That high and mighty uncle, she couldn’t, for her selfish desires, let him be despised by the whole world, let him be looked at with strange eyes in any setting.
With a firm response, Ji Anning turned and entered the room.
Leaning against the wardrobe door, she slowly squatted down.
The assistant was still dispersing the reporters outside, Ji Anning hugged her head with both hands, covering her ears, not wanting to listen, not wanting to hear those questions.
Suddenly, a pair of n’s feet walked in front of her, spotless leather shoes, black trousers.
Ji Anning was startled, she slowly, gradually looked up.
The man looked down, slightly furrowed his brows, his deep black eyes like two black holes, looking at her.
"Uncle, I can’t do it."
Ji Anning suddenly stood up, hugging the man in front of her, her face buried in his chest as she painfully shook her head.
She couldn’t do it, still couldn’t do it.
Ji Chicheng’s hands pocketed in his trousers, didn’t move an inch.
Ah!
After a while, he sighed silently, slightly lowered his eyes, his firm lips parted slightly, "Let’s just say this is a repaynt for yesterday’s hug."
Let’s just say this is a repaynt for yesterday’s hug?
Ji Anning was heartbroken, and upon hearing Ji Chicheng say such a thing, she looked up at him with confusion in her tearful eyes.
"Daddy mommy kiss..."
Suddenly, Fenfen’s voice ca from below.
The little girl was happy to see her dad and mom hugging, clapping her little hands, calling out in a milky voice.
Ji Anning’s face turned red.
She quickly let go of Ji Chicheng, bowed her head, rubbing her eyes.
"Kiss."
"Kiss."
Fenfen persisted, not willing to stop until she saw daddy and mommy kiss.
Ji Anning frowned and gave her a stern look, "You little rascal, do you want to eat sothing yummy or not?"
"Mommy’s an." The little girl disdainfully stuck her tongue out at Ji Anning, then ran to Ji Chicheng, hugged his leg, and looked up at him saying, "Daddy good, daddy eats."
She ant that daddy would take her to eat.
"Hey, you little ingrate." Ji Anning bent down, leaned in close to Fenfen, and lightly flicked the little girl’s forehead with her finger.
The little girl pouted and grunted.
"Hmph!"
Ji Anning also frowned and grunted back.
The uncle lowered his eyes, rolled them, and felt like he was dealing with two daughters.
...
At the Ji Family.
"Grandpa, Grandpa!"
Ji Ruoqian entered with her phone, and upon seeing the old man sitting on the sofa, she excitedly ran to his side, showing him the mobile screen and asking, "Is this true?"
The screen displayed a news page from a website, prominently featuring the nas of Ji Anning and Qi Helian.
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