Since Ji Anning had been bought as a child to be the daughter-in-law, everyone just noticed how pretty she beca as she grew, yet no one paid attention to whom she resembled.
With that reminder from Ji Anning, Ji Mingyue took a good look and couldn’t believe her own eyes.
She stared at Ji Anning’s eyes, especially the corners, which truly resembled Yang Yufang.
But how could this be possible?
Ji Anning said with a faint smile, "What I an is very clear. Three years ago, Grandpa gave two paternity test reports, one between and Yang Yufang, and the other between and Ji Weisen. The reports showed that my DNA is 99% similar to Ji Weisen’s."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue gripped the arms of her wheelchair tightly and glared at Ji Anning, wanting to roar in anger but then realized they were at ho and promptly lowered her voice, "Then you and Ji Chicheng are also biologically aunt and nephew."
Ji Anning nodded, "Yes, that’s why I left three years ago, but..."
Before she could finish, Ji Mingyue interrupted her harshly, "But you still ended up together, and even more audaciously, entering this ho as a couple."
After speaking, she looked up at the sky, "This is too desolate."
It’s simply too desolate.
She believed Ji Anning’s words too easily because of the conversation between Ji Chicheng and Ji Jingfeng at the company entrance that day, which was full of implicit hints.
"Little aunt," Ji Anning caught Ji Mingyue’s hand, her voice trembling a little.
This address as little aunt was in the capacity of a niece.
But Ji Mingyue was unwilling to accept it, shaking off Ji Anning’s hand, "Don’t call that, I am not your little aunt."
Whether she accepted her as her niece or not, it did not matter to Ji Anning. After all, the affection between aunt and nephew did not co with their positions.
She had none for her, and she had little for her as well.
What mattered now was to stop Ji Jingfeng’s nefarious ambitions.
"Ji Jingfeng is now colluding with Charles, offering high prices to buy other people’s shares, and my little uncle tried to stop them, but they kept raising the price," she said.
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue was shocked.
"Just now, Jingfeng had soone steal the stock authorization letter from Chicheng’s safe. I have already signed it, and he just left the house with his lawyer."
Speaking, she anxiously urged Ji Anning, "Quickly call Chicheng."
Ji Anning was also greatly shocked, "How could this happen..."
How could this be? It wasn’t long before she ca out here that Ji Jingfeng was still at her house.
Without further thought, she hurriedly called Ji Chicheng. The call connected, and she heard the ’beep beep’ sound but no one answered, her heart scratched as if by a cat’s claws.
"Why isn’t he answering the phone?"
She stood up, pacing back and forth anxiously, calling several tis but still no answer.
Eventually, Ji Anning stopped dialing and turned to Ji Mingyue, "Little aunt, co with to the company."
At this ti, both Ji Chicheng and Ji Jingfeng were at the company.
...
On the spacious square in front of J.C, a brand new small private plane was parked.
A man around fifty years old, handso with a mixed-race face, in a dark gray suit, stood beside the airplane surrounded by four female bodyguards, similar in build and dressed in black.
A high-profile eting, like a president’s arrival, attracted the attention of all passersby.
The man watched Ji Chicheng and Ji Jingfeng erge from inside J.C, a playful smile slowly curling at the corners of his mouth.
As they approached, he lifted his foot to et them, "Ah, handso young man, long ti no see. You really had worried."
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