After a daze, she hurriedly walked over, "Chicheng."

Cao Muyun bent down, picked up the documents on the ground, and put them back on the coffee table.

Then she raised her head to look at Ji Chicheng, thinking about it, "Her foot seems to be badly injured, you should catch up with her and see."

Ji Chicheng's face was cold, silent, his hands clenched his fists, the blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his body exuded a terrifying hostility.

Cao Muyun didn't dare say anything, she reached out and took a document from the document she had just picked up, and looked down.

"Today these tasks are all done, and I will be on the plane the next morning."

Suddenly, Ji Chicheng picked up the phone, gave an order to Cao Muyun, got up and strode towards the gate.

...

At the side of the road, Ji Anning found out that she was penniless, and she wore home clothes that looked like pajamas, with slippers on her feet.

Standing on the road, unspeakably embarrassed.

She leaned against a small tree that could just support her, her mouth was slightly open, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

‘Just like you, hate me whatsoever. ’

Ji Anning, just like you, what else can you do?

I really don't know what it means for her to defend his dignity so strongly in front of him time and time again.

"Beep!"

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn beside her scared her. She looked over and saw a red Lamborghini parked on the side of the road with the open hood open, very windy.

The man in the car, dressed in Prada's new model, has his beautiful face on the bus stop billboard next to him, which is more attractive than his car, holding sunglasses in one hand and resting his chin in the other, looking at her Here.

Seeing her look over, he waved to her the hand holding the sunglasses, smiling brightly, "Ningning."

Ji Anning was surprised, and then smiled weakly, "Shao Qi."

She was very weak and her voice was very small. She was not sure if Qi Helian heard it.

Then her hand touched her back, grabbed the tree trunk, and slowly straightened her body, her injured foot, which had been damaged by her, could not even touch the ground.

Qi Helian hurriedly drove the door and got out of the car, and walked over to Ji Anning in three or two steps, "Why are you standing here?"

He grabbed Ji Anning by one arm, supported her, then looked down at her feet, looking surprised, "What happened to your feet?"

Without waiting for Ji Anning to return to him, he directly raised the arm holding her, hooked his neck, clamped her, and walked towards his car.

Her feet hurt and her breathing was so weak that she seemed to be able to break at any time. Ji Anning was not hypocritical, and let Qi Helian help her into his car.

Penniless, not even a mobile phone with him, take a taxi back, who will come out to pay her at home?

Sitting in the passenger seat of the Qi Helian luxury sports car, Ji Anning raised her head and closed her eyes thinking, thinking that she had been in Ji's house for more than ten years. It was a failure. She didn't have any money, and she didn't even dare to drive home.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that the kind of pride that she had in front of Ji Chicheng was really ridiculous, he must have laughed at her to death.

In their Ji's house, she obviously has no dignity, and she has her head high and her toes high, pretending to be upright.

Suddenly, an elegant fragrance pours her nose, and she vaguely feels Qi Helian approaching, and so she opens her eyes, Qi Helian leaned over her chest.

She instinctively sat upright with her back close to the backrest, holding her breath, frowning and looking at Qi Helian depressed.