Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 173 - 167 The Child is Mine (9)

"It should have been a hit, just dodging the important parts,"

He didn’t make a sound, and Xiang Yiqing added, "Also, on your face, try to show a bit of a smile. As the saying goes, ’A man who smiles doesn’t get hit.’

Ji Chicheng felt that Xiang Yiqing’s every word and phrase targeted his current symptoms, but his pride naturally wouldn’t allow him to admit it.

He hung up the phone impatiently, without even saying goodbye.

His raging fury was doused by Xiang Yiqing’s call.

He sat down on the sofa, leaning forward, and frowned as he deeply contemplated what Xiang Yiqing had just told him. He was half-convinced.

But undeniably, it had struck a chord with him.

...

That urge from earlier, Ji Anning now felt sorry for it, because she didn’t know what Ji Chicheng would do to her, how he would punish her.

She had always thought of him as someone who showed no mercy to even his kin, someone who sought revenge harshly. Now she found him more terrifying than ever. If he wasn’t extremely dark and twisted inside, how could he have done... that to her?

Having held him in heart for so many years, she knew right from wrong, was aware of morals and ethics, and although he always seemed so calm and restrained, why couldn’t he have weighed his actions? 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

She had imagined that person could be anyone, but she never suspected him.

How could she dare?

What used to be a wild hope for her had now turned into a horrifying reality.

Her hands, placed on her flat belly, moved back and forth uncertainly. She had been decisive that morning but now was at a loss.

Tossing and turning, she couldn’t sleep at all. The next morning, she got up with two pronounced dark circles beneath her eyes, looking particularly evident, and her whole appearance seemed listless.

Dressed in a white pullover sweatshirt and blue skinny jeans, she picked out a red backpack she seldom used, left her room, and yawned as she walked.

"Anning, time to get up,"

At the corner of the stairs, she bumped into Ji Zhengdao. The elderly man was in sportswear, just back from his workout, sweating profusely.

Ji Anning, looking listless and distracted, only greeted him after he took the initiative to speak. She quickly perked up and nodded slightly to him, "Grandpa, good morning."

After exchanging morning pleasantries, she yawned uncontrollably, her eyes watering.

Seeing this, Ji Zhengdao asked kindly and with concern, "Why do you look so drained?"

Ji Anning replied with a smile, "I slept too much during the day yesterday and hardly at all last night."

Thinking of the child inside her, her heart trembled with fear, and she dared not look into her grandfather’s shrewd eyes.

She couldn’t imagine what his reaction would be once he found out his ’great-grandchild’ had turned into his grandchild.

What kind of a bad name would she have to bear then?

Her life would probably be utterly destroyed, not even a speck left.

Ji Zhengdao only felt that Anning looked unwell and didn’t attempt to guess her thoughts, "Hurry downstairs to have breakfast."

Anning nodded and hummed in acknowledgment, lifting her feet to continue down the stairs.

Suddenly, she remembered something and turned to look back at Ji Zhengdao, who had already passed her by, "Grandpa."

Ji Zhengdao stopped and turned his head, puzzled, "What’s the matter?"

Anning bit her lip, carefully choosing her words, "It’s getting colder at night now. After my evening self-study classes, I don’t want to come back here. Would it be okay for me to stay in the school dormitory?"

She couldn’t face Ji Chicheng every day when she came home, plus Danning would likely visit often, and she didn’t know how to face her either.