Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 988 - 989: I Must Have Him (Part 1)

Ji Anning was wide-eyed, stunned for a moment, and then realized that Ji Chicheng’s red packet had already been successfully sent, with an amount inputted of one million yuan.

He... he actually used her Weibo, her card, and sent a red packet of one million yuan.

Ji Anning was dazed for quite a while, reached out to tap her face, ouch!

This wasn’t an illusion, she wasn’t dreaming; that guy was simply too much.

Fully reacting, Ji Anning angrily yelled at Ji Chicheng, "Ji Chicheng, is your brain broken? That’s money—one million, not toilet paper."

Ji Chicheng ignored her, calmly setting the red packet password: May Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning last forever.

Shared it out.

On the Capital City metro.

"Quick, Li Nianjia’s Weibo has posted a red packet."

In a mall in City A.

"Li Nianjia’s Weibo has posted a red packet, here’s the password."

Somewhere abroad.

"That uncle-nephew incest couple has gotten married and sent a red packet. I can’t believe I grabbed 66 yuan; what a big red packet."

All around the world...

The one million yuan red packet was gone in the blink of an eye.

Ji Anning glared black-faced at the man sitting there leisurely sipping red wine.

"Why send a red packet?"

The man ignored her, she was unable to contain her anger, walked over and snatched his wine glass from him, "Are you burning money? One million—do you think it’s just a hundred?"

Finally, Ji Chicheng reacted, slowly lifted his eyelids, looked at Ji Anning, "If you’re going to be heartbroken, I’ll take ten million and scatter it on the street."

After saying that, he crossed his fingers casually resting them in front of his chest, leaned back lying down, gently rocking his reclining chair.

Giving off an air of, "I’m rich, I’m capricious."

Ji Anning: "..."

She didn’t doubt at all that he might really do it.

She dared not yell anymore, lowered her head pouting, said gloomily, "Among those grabbing the red packet, who knows how many have harshly cursed us."

Ji Chicheng snorted, "Huh, I just love their pretenses, their self-righteousness, yet for a mere few bucks, they go against their hearts to send me blessings."

Such a perversion.

But that’s truly Ji Chicheng.

...

In a small independent villa by the sea, engulfed in moonlight, only the living room was dimly lit.

The woman was half-lying on a sofa, holding a bottle of wine, directly pouring the red wine into her mouth; the entire air was filled with a heavy alcohol smell.

"Miss Korea."

The servant holding a tablet carefully approached Korea’s side. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Get lost!"

Jealousy, envy—emotions with nowhere to vent; Korea threw the bottle in her hand, shouting angrily at the servant.

A ’bang’ sound.

The bottle, still containing red wine, fell to the ground with a ’bang’, shards scattering everywhere.

The frightened servant jumped back a few steps, staring in terror helplessly.

"Korea!"

Suddenly, a dignified voice emanated from the tablet.

Korea was taken aback, her mind suddenly became clearer; she looked at the servant, who bent down respectfully, "Mr. Charles has sent a video call."

Saying this, he stepped forward, handed the tablet to Korea with both hands.

Korea quickly sat up, tidied her hair, then accepted the tablet; on the screen, Charles’s face was cold, his deep blue eyes icy like crushed ice.

Even across thousands of mountains and rivers, one could feel the chill.

"Uncle."

Korea adjusted her attitude, called out to Charles.

(Anning: Huh? Seems like abusing scumbags and shameless people doesn’t require going out, just acting cool online and showing off love will do...)