"Okay." Ji Chicheng smiled and nodded slightly.

by!

He actually nodded and agreed. She always cooperated with him to pretend, so he couldn't cooperate with her once in a while, said no?

Ji Anning was upset.

The waiter looked at Ji Chicheng and asked uncertainly, "Ms. Ji, do you want more?"

They only ate half of what they ordered at a table, and ordering more is too wasteful. They really don't understand the rich world.

President Ji...?

In other words, the waiter knows him?

That's right, how could I not know each other, let alone that this is next to J.C. I have just met the news and gossip these days.

Wipe, then how could a big president be a soft meal?

Pretending to fail, sure enough... Not everyone can afford to pretend.

The waiter's hesitation made Young Master Ji upset. He chilled his face and frowned, "Are you worried that my funder can't afford to pay?"

"No...No, I didn't mean that, President Ji." The waiter turned pale with fright, and quickly shook his head to explain, "Then what kind of dessert do you want?"

"Stop eating."

Ji Chicheng pretended to be ruined, put the knife and fork on the table, picked up the napkin, and wiped his mouth gracefully.

This frightened the waiter, and quickly cast a glance at Ji Anning for help.

Ji Anning gave her a soothing look, "I'm sorry, I spoiled him, don't be afraid."

The waiter nodded hurriedly, "Thank you Mrs. Ji."

Thanks, she immediately turned and left with Ji Anning's card.

Look, how flexible people are now.

...

When he was about to reach the parking lot, Ji Anning stopped, turned his head, and said to Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, let's not pass it."

At this moment, her small face was facing the sunlight, and her mischievous smile flickered like stars in her eyes.

Ji Chicheng's eyes were full of pets, he raised his eyebrows lightly, "Enough fun?"

"Yes, thank you for your cooperation." Ji Anning held back a smile, owed Ji Chicheng, and waved to him, "I'm leaving now."

Then she turned around.

Before raising her feet, Ji Chicheng suddenly reached out and clasped her wrists.

Drag her away, "Let's go."

Ji Anning frowned, "Uncle, where are you going? Don't you go back to work?"

Ji Chicheng said blankly, "It will be fine after a while."

But his tone was like something urgent.

In a brief conversation time, Ji Chicheng has dragged Ji Anning to their car.

The driver saw them coming all the way, and got out of the car and opened the door to wait for them.

"Where are you going if you don't go back to work?"

While talking, Ji Chicheng stuffed Ji Anning into the car.

When Ji Anning got in the car, he himself immediately bent over and got into the car. With a ‘pop’, the door closed.

Then he looked at Ji Anning with a blank face and said lightly: "You said, get married."

marry? right now?

Ji Anning blinked, "I... I mean getting married, but you don't have to be so hasty."

"It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day."

Ji Chicheng replied Ji Anning, and then said to the driver: "Drive, go home."

When the driver started the car, Ji Chicheng looked at Ji Anning and asked, "Is your ID card on him?"

"in."

Ji Anning nodded blankly, without thinking about it.

She usually carries her ID card.