Ji Chicheng's fingers tightened suddenly, and it is very likely that it will explode in the next second. Ji Anning's hand was grasped by him, and he felt pain.

She lowered her head, thinking that this brain-dead was not here to help Ji Jingfeng insult her, right?

As I was thinking, the other party’s voice rang again, "I have seen you on TV too. The real person is more beautiful than on TV. Is Ji Jingfeng's brain broken and doesn't want you."

Ji Anning: "..."

This child is dead.

"Well, so you are the same." Ji Chicheng clenched his fist in the other hand and smashed the man's face fiercely.

With a punch down, the man almost fainted, staggering for several steps before he stood still, his teeth were bleeding out.

He raised his head, covered his face, and stared at Ji Chicheng angrily, "How are you hitting someone?"

Ji Chicheng sneered, "Because your face is covered with'I owe a beating', I just satisfy you."

After speaking, he flew over and punched the man's chest with another punch. The man held his chest, screamed in pain, and then clenched his fists to fight back.

Rush to Ji Chi City.

But before he touched his body, Ji Chicheng kicked him.

"What's wrong with my uncle? You are so angry."

When Ji Chicheng was about to go forward and chase him, suddenly a figure rushed over and stood in front of the man, stopping Ji Chicheng for him.

It is Ji Jingfeng.

He looked at Ji Chicheng apologetically, "This is my classmate, I don't know how to offend my uncle, I'm here to take him to apologize to you."

Speaking of this, he bends deeply towards Ji Chicheng, his attitude looks very sincere.

Ji Anning looked at his actions and sneered in her heart. She didn't really think how stupid Ji Jingfeng was before, but now she finds him getting stupid.

He probably thought that his actions would attract everyone's praise for him. If Ji Chicheng was making things difficult at this time, then everyone would definitely say that Ji Chicheng was stingy and aggressive, and would not even give his nephew the face.

But he is Ji Chicheng, and there is no such word as ‘awe-inspiring’ in his dictionary. When did Ji Jingfeng see him care about other people’s opinions?

This is looking for a face.

"How old are you?"

Ji Chicheng gave Ji Jingfeng a disdainful look, and walked past him, continuing to approach Ji Jingfeng's classmates.

The guy stepped back and retreated to the table. There was nowhere to go. He touched a wine bottle with his hand back, raised his hands, and faced Ji Chicheng.

Ji Anning frightened Ji Chicheng.

Ji Chicheng calmly curled his lips and smiled, and continued to approach the man, not afraid of the wine bottle in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, I just wipe the blood from your mouth."

He leaned close to the man's face, raised a devilish smile at the corner of his mouth, reached out to the table behind, took out a few tissues, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hands again, helped the other party tidy up his shirt, and then leaned over to his ear, "Say, who is she?"

The man looked at Ji Anning and replied with a trembling voice: "Ji...Mrs. Ji."

Ji Chicheng's black eyes narrowed slightly, and a gloomy light flashed across it. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Whose wife?"

His voice improved.

The man trembled with fright, and quickly answered, "Yours."

Ji Chicheng was still not satisfied, "Whose was it before?"

"It has always been your wife, Ji Shao." The man said, lowering his head, squatting down and holding his head.