Chapter 14 Was the guy last night a nouveau riche? (Part 4)

Yang Yufang's eyes lit up, unable to hide the joy in her heart, she excitedly nodded to Ji Zhengdao, "Dad, I understand."

Then she didn't forget to cast a grateful glance at Ji Chicheng.

During this breakfast, he had invisibly helped her family's Anning twice already.

However, her aim wasn't genuinely to show gratitude to Ji Chicheng; Ji Chicheng was the biggest enemy of their second house, their Jingfeng.

She deliberately performed for Lin Yanqin to see, as if to boast that even this most favored uncle was helping them.

Lin Yanqin was monitoring her the whole time and, of course, fell into her trap, getting so angry that she was nearly twisting her clothes to shreds under the table.

"Dad, I've finished eating. A friend found out I've returned to the country and has arranged to have lunch with me," Ji Chicheng notified the elder and then rose majestically from his seat.

The elder also dropped his chopsticks, "Good timing, I'm headed to the company as well."

Watching Ji Chicheng and the elder stand up one after the other and head towards her, Ji Anning quickly waved to everyone, "Grandfather, mom, uncle, my classmate is waiting for me, I'll be going first."

The nightmare from last night had resulted in her feeling completely unsettled in this house now.

She needed to change her surroundings quickly, to step out of Ji Family's territory, maybe then she would feel a bit more at ease.

Having said that, she turned around and ran out at a breakneck speed.

"This child," Yang Yufang watched Ji Anning to the front door and then withdrew her gaze, turning around with a reproachful look at Ji Jingfeng, "Jingfeng, Anning doesn't seem to look very good. You spent last night with her and didn't take care of her."

As she spoke, her eyes held a suggestive smile, quite apparent.

'Pfft...' Ji Jingfeng, upon hearing this, just managed to spit out a mouthful of milk he had been drinking; fortunately, he covered his mouth in time and didn't splatter it on anyone else, but he choked on it, "cough cough..."

He coughed violently, and Yang Yufang hurried over, patting his back, "What's wrong, child? You and Anning got your marriage settled yesterday, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

She then deliberately glanced over at the opposite side.

At that moment, a tall figure walked past them from behind, the handsome lips of the man curled up in a wicked and strange arc.

Mixed with a hint... of triumph.

...

Ji Chicheng had changed into a white shirt and black trousers, coming down from upstairs.

After descending the stairs, he casually slipped his hands into his trouser pockets and walked leisurely towards the elder who was patiently waiting for him in the center of the living room.

Watching his son's handsome face, the elder spaced out, even becoming somewhat... enthralled.

As if he was reminiscing, looking at someone else through his son's face.

"Dad."

"Ah, let's go."

Only when Ji Chicheng approached and called him did the elder come back to his senses, nodding and smiling at him.