Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 88 - 89: Forced Cohabitation (Thirty-Three)

Why did she always avoid him like he was poison, interpreting any action he took—even a mere glance in her direction—as having the worst intentions?

Ji Anning’s head was bowed in silence, appearing pitiful.

Ji Chicheng’s anger waned against his will. His gaze shifted to the card in Ji Anning’s hands. Her small hands were white and clean, the fingers slim and elongated, nails shimmering beneath the sunlight, thin, and rosy translucent.

Just glancing at them felt as if her fingertips grazed his heart, causing a tingling softness, softening his heart.

He sneered, "A hundred for a bit part, two hundred for a stunt double, three hundred to get beaten up."

So how many bit parts had she taken on, how many beatings had she endured to earn this money?

Damn it, how much hardship had she suffered over these three years?

Ji Chicheng clenched his fists tightly, gazing at Ji Anning, he took a deep breath, turned away, and presented his back to her.

Fuck, he was going insane.

Ji Anning felt as though she was being stripped of her clothes and humiliated; the hand at her side clenched into a fist, while the card-holding hand tightened, its sharp edge nearly slicing into the palm of her hand, the rosy nails gradually turning pale.

She bit her teeth and looked up, facing the man’s tall figure, feigning indifference, "Yes, so what? I didn’t steal, I didn’t rob, is that not acceptable?"

In reality, her heart had already collapsed.

No one could humiliate her like this, no one but Ji Chicheng.

Her throat caught subtly before she continued coolly, "Besides Qi Helian, no one else knows I’m the Ji Family’s adopted granddaughter-in-law."

No one knew she belonged to the Ji family; no matter how shameful the job, she hadn’t disgraced them.

If there were any way, she would rather have nothing to do with the Ji family... with him, never to see one another again until death.

Ji Chicheng roared internally, his fists clenched tightly in his pockets, and he said, "You don’t want people to know you are the Ji family’s adopted granddaughter-in-law simply because you fear the old man finding out, and you might lose your chance to become the future Ji family matriarch."

Ji Anning gasped, holding her breath, her lips curving, "That’s right, I’ve struggled and endured humiliation in the Ji family for so many years, all for Ji Jingfeng. Beyond that, I have no other purpose or wish."

Her icy voice, icy gaze, and icy smile chilled Ji Chicheng to the bone.

"I should have let you die back then!"

Grinding his teeth, he faced Ji Anning, his expression as cold as ice, the deepest depths of his eyes showing an invisible pain.

Ji Anning’s heart felt as if it was being torn apart, breathing itself was painful.

Her lips continuously curved, "Yes, before I die, I don’t want to owe you anything, so take it."

She didn’t know how she had shamed the Ji family, why each and every one of them looked down on her.

She had thought, at the very least, there were Jingfeng and mother on her side.

But even Ji Jingfeng despised her, hated her so fervently.

And Ji Chicheng, he actually wished she was dead. Was it her fault for being born into poverty? Was it her choice to go to their home? Did they ever ask for her opinion?

Who cares about being the future Ji family matriarch?

Who cares at all!!!

Ji Anning shoved the card into Ji Chicheng’s pants pocket, turned, and left without looking back.

The tighter her hands clenched into fists, the tighter her heart twisted.