Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 102 - 104: Forced to Cohabit (Forty-Seven)

However, her gaze still couldn’t shift away, didn’t want to shift away.

For the first time, after her eyes had collided with his, she intentionally held his gaze.

In the past, she never dared to look, feeling that even beholding him was a taboo, shameful, deserving to be caged.

Three years had passed, and she should no longer have been reminded of him, almost having forgotten him. Even though the money for the plane ticket was already on her card, she no longer harbored the thought of crossing oceans to see him secretly.

Yet, the moment he appeared, she was still unable to escape.

"Cry, and they’ll stop picking on you?"

"Crying shows you’re weak. If you’re weak, who else would they pick on if not you?"

Ji Anning tilted her head, resting it against the window frame, the man in her line of sight gradually blurring. She curved her lips, turned around, leaned against the wall, tipped her head back, and took a deep breath.

Then, she stretched out her hand and decisively drew the curtains closed.

Ah!

It was another such turn, denying him even the chance of a lingering glance, but he always found himself staring at the spot where she had turned, pretending she was still standing there.

Ji Chicheng looked at the curtained window, his lips curled in a bitter smile that spread through his heart.

...

Yang Yufang was going to Garden Island tomorrow. Ji Anning wanted to spend more time with her, so she didn’t rush out the door with milk in hand that morning.

She sat at the breakfast table with the others.

Dressed in a black embroidered sweatshirt with her hair in a ponytail, she sat next to Yang Yufang in the dining room. It was just the two of them at the moment; none of the others had arrived yet.

"Anning, will mommy be able to hold her grandson when she comes back next time?"

Yang Yufang stared at Ji Anning’s neck, her smile so wide it couldn’t close, because on her fair skin that purple-red love mark was especially conspicuous.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

Embarrassed, Ji Anning shrank her neck. She had just learned the meaning behind Ji Jingfeng’s words from last night that very morning.

This way mom won’t hassle you...

So that was why he did what he did to her last night.

Ha, and she had resisted vehemently, like some chaste martyr.

Ji Anning looked down, smirking at herself mockingly.

Yang Yufang suddenly reached out, taking her hand, and spoke with deep emotion, "Seeing you and Jingfeng getting along so well, it doesn’t matter where I am or how much I suffer."

Her warm, soft palm and kind smile filled Ji Anning with an intense sense of guilt. She kept her head lowered, not daring to look up, too ashamed to face her.

"Chicheng, why don’t you go keep your dad company at the company today?"

Ji Zhengdao and his son Ji Chicheng entered the dining room, chatting and laughing.

It was rare for the father to catch his son at home for breakfast and he felt they hadn’t been sticky enough.

Ji Chicheng’s lips, which were tightly pursed, bent slightly as he was about to reply to the old man. But then his gaze suddenly fell on Ji Anning’s neck, and his face darkened.

Swiftly shifting his gaze, he uttered, "I suddenly remembered something. I won’t be eating at home."

After a quick greeting, he ignored the old man calling after him, striding heavily out of the dining room and heading straight for the main door.

"Chicheng!"

Ji Zhengdao followed Ji Chicheng out of the dining room, watching him leave through the main gate. He pursed his lips, which he had been about to open, and frowned.

Ah!

He sighed in disappointment, his face that had been amiable a moment ago suddenly aged.

"Grandpa, don’t be upset. I’ll have breakfast with you."

Ji Xiangting was coming down from upstairs just in time to witness the scene. She quickened her steps, walked to the old man’s side, affectionately hooked his arm, and smiled at him with innocence and purity.