Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1175 - 1177: Leaving Fenfen to Accompany Him (Part 3)
"Ah, ah, ah, the heavens really haven’t treated me poorly, insisting on handing the wealthy Charles family to me, and even though the old man ran away, his son came to substitute."
She spoke with increasing excitement, while Ji Chicheng’s face grew darker.
However, he was adept at expressing everything through actions...
Seeing that Ji Anning was about to speak again, he bent down and sealed her mouth with his, stopping her from continuing to be smug.
Ji Anning was startled, instinctively raising her hands, which hovered in the air before she continued to extend them, wrapping them around the man’s neck.
Responding to his kiss.
"Mmm..."
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Ji Anning saw a figure walking towards them. She glanced sideways and saw it was the butler.
She hurriedly pushed Ji Chicheng, but Ji Chicheng held her tightly and had no intention of letting go.
As the butler drew closer and reached their side, Ji Anning anxiously frowned and used both hands to push against Ji Chicheng’s chest with all her might.
But he completely ignored her.
At this moment, the butler suddenly smiled warmly at them, "I’m just passing by, you two carry on, young master."
The old man said this as he walked into the ward, and before disappearing, he waved at them.
Ji Anning was embarrassed and shy, her cheeks burning, as she glared fiercely at the man’s deep eyes.
In a moment of frustration, she reached out her hands, embraced his waist, spun him around, and pinned him against the wall.
She stood on tiptoe, reversing to attack.
...
In less than a week of recuperation, Charles’s health had mostly recovered.
No one in the family mentioned that incident again, let alone spread it, as if it had never happened.
Nowadays, Fenfen was very attached to Charles, often making him laugh heartily. The previously somber Charles family gradually came back to life over the week.
Breakfast had long been prepared, but Charles and Fenfen had not returned from their morning walk. Ji Anning and Ji Chicheng, one looking at their phone, the other reading the newspaper, were waiting to have breakfast together.
After about half an hour, the butler approached them, proposing softly, "Young master, Miss Niannian, Mr. Charles is still pruning the flowers with Fenfen. How about you start eating first?"
Ever since Ji Chicheng, who did as he pleased, became the little master of the house, the strict rules no longer seemed so rigid.
Upon hearing the butler’s suggestion, Ji Anning glanced at Ji Chicheng. His eyes were still fixed on the newspaper in front of him, as if he hadn’t heard the butler at all.
She had no choice but to respond to the butler, "Let’s wait a bit longer, we’re not really hungry anyway."
The butler nodded and left the dining room.
Ji Anning reached out and pulled the newspaper away from Ji Chicheng, which finally made him raise his head to look at her, his brows slightly furrowed, displeased with her action, wanting an explanation.
Ji Anning folded the newspaper, set it aside, and then seriously looked at Ji Chicheng and said, "Uncle, let’s keep Fenfen here."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chicheng’s expression changed, "Are you crazy?"
His daughter, why should she stay here?
"Just to keep Mr. Charles company. It’s not like we’re abandoning her here."
Ji Anning said, grabbing one of Ji Chicheng’s hands and placing it in her other hand’s palm, "You saw his face when he opened his eyes that day and saw Fenfen, the way he smiled from the inside out, as if he was filled with hope for life again. If we both leave now and take Fenfen with us, will he lose hope again?"
