The next second he stretched out his hand, grabbed Korea's neck, and glared at her, "Give me the ring."

"me……"

The neck was pinched, and Korea's mouth was open, unable to speak at all.

Seeing her face turned from red to purple, the butler was frightened, and quickly stepped forward to stop Ji Chicheng, "Master is happy and angry, let go of Miss Korea first."

Ji Chicheng said to him, "Bring me what's in her hand."

Threatening tone.

If he didn't get things to him, he would choke this woman to death today.

Ji Chicheng exudes a terrifying murderous aura, and the butler does not dare to question his "Miss Korea, what do you take out of the young master?"

"No, I... I didn't take his things."

"Humph!" Ji Chicheng snorted coldly, pushed Korea hard, and pushed Korea down on his bed. Then he immediately bent over and pressed Korea's back with his knees.

One hand controlled her left hand, and the other hand opened her tightly clenched fist and buckled the ring in her palm.

Then he immediately stood up and left with an angry hand.

"Renew all my sheets."

Ji Chicheng walked to the door and coldly ordered to the housekeeper who was still in the house.

Having taken the ring away, Korea was furious and annoyed. When she heard Ji Jicheng's words, her pride was completely blown.

He clenched his fist and hit the hard wall bitterly.

"what……"

Ji Anning, I must destroy you, and I will definitely not let you enter the Char's house and be the future hostess of the Char's house.

...

The pink diamond ring was held tightly by Ji Chicheng in his palm, and it was hot.

He went downstairs and walked straight out the door.

The sun was still shining during the day, and after dusk, a strong wind suddenly blew.

After going out, he walked quickly toward the gate of the yard.

"Master."

The housekeeper followed him from morning to night, not knowing how many kilometers he had to run.

And every time it was this scene, he ran behind, Ji Chicheng's back was arrogant and indifferent, and he didn't need to hesitate in his footsteps.

Ji Chicheng reached the gate of the courtyard and stopped.

The guard saw him and nodded slightly at him.

He did not speak, nor opened the door, but stood in the middle of the door and looked out.

She looked outside all afternoon...

Is this ring important to her? Or is it expensive?

Why does she care about this ring so much?

Ji Chicheng thought, slowly lowered his head and spread out the hand holding the ring. The ring was lying in the palm of his hand. Even if the light was dim, it still could not stop its light.

The wind was blowing, getting bigger and bigger, and beating Ji Chicheng's thin body wantonly.

The butler stood behind him, worried about his body, but he didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, it was completely dark.

Two drops of rain fell from the air.

The butler did not dare to hesitate, took a step forward, got close to Ji Chicheng, and whispered to him: "Master, let's go back, it's raining."

There was a tour bus in the courtyard nearby. After speaking, the old man winked at the guard, and the guard immediately drove the tour bus in the courtyard to Ji Chicheng's side.

Ji Chicheng lowered his head again, opened his palms again, and looked at the ring.

"If you return it tomorrow, I will definitely return it to you."

Muttering to himself, he turned around and got on the tour bus.

"Uncle!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Anning was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up in surprise, got up, and ran to the front of the courtyard.