The knock on the door came again, and Ji Chicheng cursed in annoyance. He turned his head to the door and snarled coldly, "Get out!"

"Chicheng, is that you?"

It was Qi Helian's voice.

Ji Chicheng's face grew darker, he raised his foot and prepared to open the door.

"Uncle, don't let the media in."

Just as Ji Chicheng stepped out, Ji Anning's pleading sound suddenly came from behind him. He stiffened, and his hands on the sides of his legs drilled fists.

After doing some forbearance, he still couldn't help the impulse. He turned around and looked at the girl who was lying on the windowsill, looking at him with begging eyes. He curled his lips and mocked: "You care about Ji's grandson so much. Is the position of the young lady?"

The ironic smile, like the tip of a needle, hit Ji Anning's heart heavily, and she opened her mouth, "I..."

But the man had turned around indifferently, and walked toward the door with a heavy pace, without looking back.

Ji Anning wanted to say something but stopped, pursing the corners of his mouth bitterly.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Ji Chicheng rushed to open the door, Qi Helian wore a peaked cap and oversized sunglasses, covering his beautiful face, looking at Ji Chicheng anxiously and asking, "How is it? It's your house..."

Before he finished asking, Ji Chicheng cast a warning look at him, "Shut up."

Qi Helian immediately silenced, then lowered his voice, "Is it your niece and daughter-in-law?"

He asked, raising his foot to enter the room.

Ji Chicheng stepped forward and stopped in front of Qi Helian, "Clean everyone outside."

After he said nothing, he closed the door.

'boom! ’

The heavy closing of the door made Young Master Qi's slender body shocked, and he was stunned. He came out of temper, clenched his fist in his hand, and raised his fist to the door of the room, "Fuck, why should I... "

Well, just rely on him as Ji Chicheng.

Qi Helian narrowed his mouth helplessly, then turned and walked beyond the elevator entrance. He took off all the equipment used to cover him as he walked.

...

"thank you."

Ji Chicheng's tall figure approached, and that indifferent handsome face seemed to be covered with frost.

Ji Anning bit her lip and looked at him gratefully. His cold breath approached, and her heart was a little timid.

Thank you... Ji Chicheng feels extremely ironic. She is thanking him for helping her keep her position as Mrs. Sun Shao of the Ji family. He regrets a little bit and wants to call Qi Helian back. He wants her to be exposed. He wants her to be desperate. He wants her. I can only come to him.

However, he couldn't feel relieved just by throwing a cup in front of her, he regretted it greatly.

Ignoring Ji Anning's thanks and not looking at her face, Ji Chicheng walked to the window and looked at Ji Anning's injured foot. It was red and swollen. He stared for a while, and he stretched his hand over.

Ji Anning retracted instinctively.

This fearful act caused Ji Chicheng's dissatisfaction. He threw a cold look at him, and Ji Anning bit his lip and lowered his head.

Ji Chicheng glanced at her again, then reached out and grabbed her foot.

"Ah..."

Just grabbing and lifting it up a little bit, Ji Anning was about to faint in pain, and screamed out of control.

She was sitting on the window, her cry echoing in the night sky.

Ji Chicheng ignored Ji Anning's painful cry, and gently pinched the red and swollen area with his thumb.

"It hurts... Uncle, please be gentle."

It really hurts, Ji Anning's face turned pale, and big beads of sweat covered her entire face.

"The three views of young people are too bad now, the windows are not closed, I don't know how ashamed!"

Suddenly, an old lady yelled from them on the first floor.

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