Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 179 - 173 The Child is Mine (15)

Knocking persistently.

Ji Anning had no choice but to throw off the covers, get out of bed, rub her bleary eyes clad in pajamas, and drag her sluggish steps to open the door.

"Good morning, here’s the breakfast you ordered."

A woman dressed in a breakfast shop’s uniform handed her a white plastic bag.

"Me?" Ji Anning suddenly woke up, and although the sleepiness vanished, she was completely baffled.

When had she ordered breakfast?

Looking confused, she pointed at herself and asked the delivery lady uncertainly, "Are you sure it’s for me? You didn’t deliver to the wrong room?"

She had been dreaming just moments before, hadn’t she?

Hearing this, the delivery lady also looked unsure as she glanced at the room number on Ji Anning’s door, "302 is correct, and you are Miss Ji, aren’t you?"

Ji Anning nodded, "Yes, that’s me."

"Then it’s right. This is the breakfast you ordered. Please sign for it."

The delivery lady extended her hand a bit more towards Ji Anning, who reluctantly reached out to take it.

With one hand, she held the bag, and with the other, she took the pen to sign the receipt.

"Enjoy your meal," said the delivery lady politely as she nodded to Ji Anning and then turned to leave.

Ji Anning watched her go, then lifted the bag in her hand, noticing the ’Steaming Delight’ logo—ostentatious and luxurious, the top breakfast brand in the country. It’s said the cheapest bowl of porridge here starts at over a hundred.

Who could have ordered it for her?

Could it be...

The moment Ji Chicheng crossed Ji Anning’s mind, her phone on the nightstand started vibrating. She closed the dormitory door and walked over.

She pulled the phone out from under her pillow, and the familiar number flashed on the caller ID. Because she had just been thinking of him, she wasn’t too startled by his number.

Biting her lip in hesitation, she still lacked the courage to answer and ended the call instead.

Like usual, Ji Chicheng didn’t call again; he sent a message.

"I ordered the breakfast, eat it while it’s hot."

As expected, he had ordered it.

Ji Anning wasn’t surprised. After reading the message, she didn’t reply, locked the screen, and tossed the phone back onto the bed.

Carrying the bag with breakfast inside, she walked to her desk, pulled out a chair to sit down, and placed the bag on the desk.

She didn’t reach out to open it, just looked at it.

Ji Anning, if you’re going to refuse, then refuse thoroughly. Anything he does for you, you can’t accept.

Because some things, once started, can’t be stopped...

Without eating the breakfast Ji Chicheng had ordered for her, Ji Anning simply freshened up, warmed a cup of milk, and gnawed on the toast she had bought the day before, browsing the news on her phone.

Suddenly, a ’ding’ sounded—it was a message from Yang Danning.

"Are you up? Do you have class this morning? Should I come to your dorm or wait for you at your classroom door?"

Only then did Ji Anning remember the issue she had agonized over all night. Her gaze couldn’t help but drift again to the breakfast sitting on the desk.

After hesitating, she opened the message Ji Chicheng had sent earlier and clicked to reply.

"Uncle, are you going with Danning to try on...?"

The content she thought of in her head, halfway written, seemed off no matter how she looked at it, so she deleted it.

But she couldn’t face any scenario that she imagined.

After reflecting repeatedly, she made a decision, "Uncle, Danning asked me to accompany her to try on engagement dresses. Can you come later? I’ll find an excuse to leave first."

(Imagine Uncle’s reply: Alright, then you’ll have to... what will you do? Haha, what does everyone hope for? Don’t forget to vote, good night...)